Rolling Stone

[Intro: Machine Gun Kelly]

(Amplifier static)

(Drum sticks hitting each other)

1, 2, 3, 4

[Chorus: Earl St. Clair]

Let me tell you how the story goes

See I was born to rock and roll

My momma kept me close to home

While my daddy was a rolling stone

So I rock (So I rock) and I roll (And I roll)

And I rock (And I rock) and I roll-oh-oh-oh-oh

So I rock (So I rock) and I roll (And I roll)

And I rock (And I rock) and I roll-oh-oh-oh-oh

[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]

Who remembers tryna make a dollar out of 15 cents?

Who remembers sneaking into liquor stores tryna get bent?

Who remembers stealing every album out of pop's old car?

And listening to those growning up tryna be a rock star

Back in the days, back in the— Back in the days

Backpack full of Andrés

That's three stacks and The Chronic, no wait

More like three dollars and a 2Pac tape

Principal calling my dad, "Colson isn't showin' up to class

Colson got into a fight, your son isn't gonna pass"

Well, you're damn right, my books were in the trash

I was at Sharks, playing guitar with the band, jam

Pretend like we were playing for some fans

Go to chance, pretendin' like we was paying some bands, ran

Security caught us we, got banned, now dad's at home

Drunk, waiting with heavy hands, bam (Bam)

So I ran away with whatever CD it was that I was gonna play

Music always had my back when it's just me in the dark

Fell asleep on the slide in the park, wake up!

[Chorus: Earl St. Clair]

Let me tell you how the story goes

See I was born to rock and roll

My momma kept me close to home

While my daddy was a rolling stone

So I rock (So I rock) and I roll (And I roll)

And I rock (And I rock) and I roll-oh-oh-oh-oh

So I rock (So I rock) and I roll (And I roll)

And I rock (And I rock) and I roll-oh-oh-oh-oh

[Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly, Both]

Today I took four shots

Leaned out my window and pissed on four cops

Noise complaints every day, knock knock

But I'm busy with four porn stars on my cock

Busy damagin' hotels and gift shops

Quick to shoplift, take a wrist watch

Put me on a stage at a show and I mosh

I done shaved so much blow that I rock (I rock)

Do not try this shit at home

Seem like every morning my lawyer is on the phone

Talkin' 'bout another fight or another case from another night

With a dude backstage at a place upstate but I'm done with it

My life, have fun with it; call my little brother Rook

Tell him "Get the drums hittin'"

Tell the rest of the band to plug up

And yell to the rest of these bands to shut up!

Uh-uh, mic check 1, 2, if you don't like me than check your IQ

'Cause I ain't dumb

My mind is just numb from all the substance inside that I've done

I had to try some, be wild while I'm young

Go in the strip club with all of my ones

But you don't want to live my life

I'm just telling you about the highlights, Kells

[Chorus: Earl St. Clair]

Let me tell you how the story goes

See I was born to rock and roll

My momma kept me close to home

While my daddy was a rolling stone

So I rock (So I rock) and I roll (And I roll)

And I rock (And I rock) and I roll-oh-oh-oh-oh

So I rock (So I rock) and I roll (And I roll)

And I rock (And I rock) and I roll-oh-oh-oh-oh

[Interlude: Machine Gun Kelly Earl St. Clair]

Hold on, let me catch my breath

Okay, over here to the left, come on

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Haha, I like this)

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Right side what's up?)

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Woooh, yeah)

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Y'all ready)

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Come on)

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Yeah, louda, yeah, oh)

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Yeeeeah)

[Guitar Solo]

[Outro: Machine Gun Kelly]

Okay

Bennett Lane, Mary Jane, Eddie Cane, every lane

If said it then I live it, shit I done did everything

Bennett Lane, Mary Jane, Eddie Cane, every lane

If said it then I live it, shit I done did everything