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I turned my 15 minutes into 10 long years
I made a million just from drinking beers
I got a jet just from touching these frets
So if my ego gets out of check

I guess I'm guilty
Uh uh uh
I said I'm guilty

I might do a little yak
Might have run my trap
Now and then get into a scrap
That's alright I got lawyers for that
And them motherfuckers

They even know that I'm guilty
Uh uh uh
I said I'm guilty

I never sweat rarely feel regret
The cameras roll when you least expect
Some of the times ended up online
And motherfucker, if that's a crime,

I guess I'm.......guilty

I know agreement, a shit ain't bindin'
You catch me on your charts still cliimbin'
A big, big NASCAR ring shinin'
I said I'm goin' platinum, bitch I went diamond
I been rhymin' solid check it out
I been climbin', flamin' to all about
Where you at? I been here for years. "Come on"
Every little body let Southfield know

I'm guilty
Come on I'm guilty
Southfield know I'm guilty
Yes I am

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Guilty
Kid Rock

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