1.Tim Westwood (Freestyle)
2.Hard White Remix
(Ft T.I. ＆ Slaughterhouse)
G shit, certified, nigga can't touch him
Bosses all love him, haters, well fuck them
Bought cribs everywhere, everything custom
？, bougie bitches like, What's them？
Solitaire clear stones, Maybach, clear dome
Blowin' on that lyle pack, bank rolls full grown
？, go on with the dumb shit
Thug life wit' it, like it tatted on my stomach
Nigga better pick another number because I am not the one
The bigger pictures was important before all was said and done
I bet I get this shit back up under my feet
Bullshit decides, what I want, I keep
I'm the big bad wolf, and I want my sheep
Your birthday cake, I want my piece
I'm beefing with emcee's at the meat
It seems they're less then decent
I'm a beast, then you're my feast
Apologies, you just can keep it
Say you're winning, yes you're being
Condescending and facetious
G's from sea to shining see you may bump this in your Caprice
I once had a friend named Charlie, and Charlie was always late
to school
He had a black eye one day, but he wouldn't say just what
happened to him
Charlie got mad in class one day, and stood up with a .22 pistol
Told everybody he couldn't take it no more, he was over being
the victim
See, one bullet through the wall, and the history class was
interrupted
Charlie, foot down in the pool of blood, in the class that made
it public
He said that the bullies in school, they drove him to be a
suicidal
Cause the mirrors didn't reflect the criteria of an American
Idol
Well, sometimes I feel like I could run through the hallways
with an AK too
Not sayin' that I would, but it might feel good, to off me a
rapper or two
So, I loaded this pen with a hollow tip, and I followed T.I.P
To the hollow pits of my heart for shit, for you to role model
with
Take a fifth of Jack and swallow it, take a point shell and
hollow it
Don't be the one with the gun, be the one with the rum, plus two
models with
All the kids, listen up, Yelawolf don't give a f-ck about a club
I don't wanna see you in school, tryna' do what I do, telling
folks you gon' pop the trunk
Make something of something, or something from nothing, baby
wait
Ok, radioactive and it's ready for action, see if I really give
a f-ck, Shady
Up in the club, don't give a f-ck
Up in the club, don't give a fuck
Up in the club, don't give a fuck
Up in the club, still don't give a fuck
9 millimeter, ride with a heater, drive with a liter
I'm finna need a mic and a speaker
I'm finna beat a prominent leader, come from the seater
Tell competition Hasta la vista
Dog, you putting my name in the middle of sucker shit
It's something like you gettin' raped by a stranger
Cause you do not know who you're f-ckin' with
Crooked is a product of the S-L-A-U-G-H-T-E-R
You, haha, funny, I had money when the DVD was a VCR
Niggas about to need CPR when they see the car, pull up, dead
I might pull over, fuck my chauffeur, cause my screwdriver's
Philip's head
Them I'mma tell to take me to Yela, get fucked up, I aint
feelin' embarrassed
The feelin' in the air is the 2.0？s party, like niggas and
wiggas in Paris
Nickle 9, the rhyme, rhyming, the drama, the driver, firing
alarm-er
But a bunch of fly bitches saying Hi to me now cause a nigga
said Hi to Rihanna
Cause I look (cause I look) and I smell good (It's a man's
World)
Thats right I'm the new James Brown, drunk in an interview, fuck
you finna do
What I'm finna do is go to the strip club and order 8 bricks
I'm on my T.I.P in ATL looking for a pretty young thing I can
escape with
Radioactive, Shady gon make it go Platinum, I couldn't resist
Jump on that Slaughterhouse, Yelawolf, Lil Jon Hard White remix
Lil Jon, let me get a lil bit, I mean a minute, nothin' crazy
It's just that I'ma lyricist and I've been sittin' with this
ridiculous venomous bite and I'm so ready to strike
I swing and I miss, my dick swing and you miss
I got a missle, can't call it, I might misdial
I'm in Orbit listening to ？ album gussling Gin, recovering
alcoholic
Everything looking alright, welcome to the lyricist pub
Who want a bar fight in a bar so high that your dealing with 4
dope muthaf-ckas and 2 hard whites
Deuces, period, crop circle, that's the family that matters, I'm
not Urkel
But I'm smooth to step on, when I move to step on ya eyeball
shit'll look purple
I'm a product of the PJ's, still walk through that muthaf-cka in
my PJ's
Yeah I'm in JP Morgan often but don't think I can get chased out
the PJ
So try me punk, bet ya body jump when ya shotty pump then ya
body slump
Yelawolf let me grip this hard white but, please dont make me
get DRUNK
When the window down I start dumping
Pull up on whatever rock that ya'll on
Pills got a nigga walking round doing stupid shit
My definition of an Oxymoron, that ain't never stop me from
gettin' a bad one
I would tell niggas again but they heard the story
Furthermore he got a couple I aint buss, but there's no need to
rush, they reserved it for me
See I'm all about fam' I don't f-ck with the rest
Goon's that'll squeeze till a couple that's left
The squad ？ smoking ？
But I'm grown adults and whether that shit you say you don't
reciprocate respect
You get plugged, and you need a doctor to cover your hole ？
You probably didn't hear me staying on the couch？
So real I don't need a hollow to prepare me and the first one in
the hood to catch a body ？
Cause they be thinking that I seen crazy, money motivated, dream
make me
Way out your league or dream maybe
T.I. Team Shady
Up in the club, don't give a f-ck
Up in the club, don't give a f-ck
Up in the club, don't give a f-ck
Up in the club, still don't give a f-ck
3.Far From A Bitch
I crawl through beats, like I had paws for feet
That's why they call them tracks
I dial into my tone, that's why these bitch rappers never call
me back
But I didn't hang up on you, I just hung you out to dry
Clothes line! Little babies, go to school, don't pout cry
So sick that I make sick sick
Stick dick in a bitch with slit wrist just to get a quick fix
Sip syrup – sip fix
Her and get a twit pic
I'm on! Yeah I'm on, and you gonn' smell my cologne
I'm on, yeah I'm on
Far from a bitch and I put that on my main ho
Catch me posted on the block like I'm a valero
Put that dagger in your heart like a bow and arrow
Somebody had to lose, I guess that's how to game go (YEAH)
The game go, I guess that's how the game go
I'm Far from a bitch and I put that on my main ho (YEAH)
My main ho, I put that on my main ho
I'mFar from a bitch and I put that on my main ho
She know that I'm a pro and I don't even got to tell her
White bitch looking like Sarah Michelle Gellar
Got a (something) on vanilla
Get her once she say he wanna get to know me better
I said it, I could read her mind, she like an open letter
Next thing you know I had her face against a feather pillow
In a cheap hotel when I (something something) drill her
Like a jack hammer, almost (something) in her
Tap-tap-tapping that ass like a tap dancer
Then I skeeted, told that bitch to leave or I'm a' back-hand her
I'm just playing baby, I don't really act in that manor
Cause' my game so (something), I ain't scared of taking all the
ladies
Especially when she give a great blowjob
We can go to dinner, Stoney River steak (something)
Martini bar, swear it ain't no prob
Now just keep your mouth shut 'bout us
You don't wanna piss my main ho off
Far from a bitch and I put that on my main ho
Catch me posted on the block like I'm a valero
Put that dagger in your heart like a bow and arrow
Somebody had to lose, I guess that's how to game go (YEAH)
The game go, I guess that's how the game go
I'm Far from a bitch and I put that on my main ho (YEAH)
My main ho, I put that on my main ho
I'mFar from a bitch and I put that on my main ho
I ain't a a killer but don't push me
My moneyrun long like John Holmes in the pussy
Married to these streets, I got a cocaine wife
They say the folk ain't right leave my momma alone and blame my
life
If Kenny Powers fucked Griselda Blanco I'd be they son
With a hundred grand, steel claiming kids that ain't mine to get
that tax refund
(Something) cards in my pocket, shit, none of 'em mine
Slumerican pie, subliminal crimnal crimes ahead of my time
Far from a bitch and I put that on my main ho
Catch me posted on the block like I'm a valero
Put that dagger in your heart like a bow and arrow
Somebody had to lose, I guess that's how to game go (YEAH)
The game go, I guess that's how the game go
I'm Far from a bitch and I put that on my main ho (YEAH)
My main ho, I put that on my main ho
I'mFar from a bitch and I put that on my main ho
4.Hall Pass
All the time, all the time
Verse1：Kydd
Mister all that and a baggy... skip classy
Told her i'd be back in a flashy... exactly
Keep an alibi and hall pass me..
she didn't expect nothin... I did this all last week
Some upper class ass try and bag me..
Used to call her Maxy pad her name Maxy
Now she don't look half as bad no she a damn queen...
talkin 'bout under the bleachers doin the damn thing
Get wit it or get lost...
Toss to the wolves... Kinda hard to keep my thoughts out tha
sewers
Yo how he get the vaults out tha stores？
＆ all them thoghts were happenin even before I walked out tha
door
Headin downstairs for some air..who is there？
Mr. Walker in a chair 'Where your hall pass'
Kept it player... already had it prepared..
now puttin L'z in tha air headed to tha lair.
Hook：
Where ya hall pass？ I got.. I keep it on me
Don't need no hood pass.. you got..Them my ppl homie
Yo Where ya hall pass？ I got.. I keep it on me
Don't need no hood pass.. you got..Them my ppl homie
Verse 2： Yelawolf
I'm on it...fresh fish..smell it..
muddy water in my eye lids..hoes i'm highly upset..
It's me you lookin at like what what the fuck am I doin here？
I'm hip to tha hop, don't they use it for brewin beer？
Right..hops..right like jump-around...
got a pump in tha trunk for any fuckinchump in town
Something sounds like onions now..makin you wanna cry
Haters look looks like babies when my lyrics personify..
But I'm out that gate like a fuckin racin dog...chasin a
rabbit..
One foot to the nose..dominant bitch I'm takin off
Zip-line but i'm out that side...with a pound of ice...
for the broken bones ＆ blackened eyes...on the track I ride
Bein creative that's a sacrifice, and i'm on tha crossline,..you
know who
But I play the cards, play some UNO too..
＆ lay some you know what in what's her name..
that's some uncle game...fuck um I'm chunkin' lame
laughin and tappin at em, de-taggin ya fashion boy
that shit is super lame..you got on.. packages at my house
Im famous, slumerican never been nothin like me..
makin money for real never been nothin likely
Never been so excited to see my couple of icey...cola
Up in wal-mart tryna reach a quota..
and Im so over this sofa, but ima leave it on my porch incase my
neighbors come over
Hook：
Where ya hall pass？ I got.. I keep it on me
Don't need no hood pass.. you got..Them my ppl homie
Yo Where ya hall pass？ I got.. I keep it on me
Don't need no hood pass.. you got..Them my ppl homie
Verse3： Kydd
Slumerican...Lz and my rebel friends...
Knock Knock who the hell let them devils in？
Yellin hellow kitty kickin heroin
..smokin like chimney wit a gypsy and my fellow friends
Tell em kyddy here, the weirdy weird midi mike breaker
The city scared wasn't prepared it was only an ice breaker
Mt dialogue be right along with writers poems
Name a higher arch suppling art？ Well I don't know em....
I have to show..these tag alongs all have it wrong
I was makin rapid songs when mother was snappin on...
Me and my brother for havin the base to loud....
＆ fucka hand out..them niggas face too proud
＆ Fuck tha police..is NWA too loud？
The sounds of the bruised and battered..used in this music
chapter..
infused and captured..but u just have ta...loose the fabrication
to have a statement as tall as the Appalachian..
the beat facin decapitation in yo presence wrappin up this new
rappers nation
Get yo hall pass deactivated..
Assaulted and aggravated..you know it you fascinated
Shouldn't even have to say it
Hook：
Where ya hall pass？ I got.. I keep it on me
Don't need no hood pass.. you got..Them my ppl homie
Yo Where ya hall pass？ I got.. I keep it on me
Don't need no hood pass.. you got..Them my ppl homie
5.Empty Town
My years and … reflection of my camping says
I should leave with me this land… this bitch was his
I miss the real man this land is just for tear
I miss the shit I'm fly just like a rocketeer
I'm colder than a motherfucking cold bitch
From the shots so I can't help but to be bogus
I rose from the cold just like Derek Rose
I'm waking up with hoes that I barely know
Then pimping on the road in different area codes
When I'm gone, my shout… hoes
Not in here… fresh
I'm energized, your shit just as …
She can't imagine, fuck her how she never guess
Come and see it g but where she leave her hair a mess
…say there is no equal
She love a pimp and label me cathedral
When you're cruising for a lady,
Now she got you feeling fine
This old city's got you crazy
They say it's not your town
I got a lot of money but I still ain't trick enough
… be crazy for me to be none of that as a boss
Bitch you must be crazy…
Looking at me like… yeah you can see how my pimping get inside
Like my …
They give me money… got me back on the deck checking…
I can't help it… pimping is what I have seen in my life and it
made me crazy
Infatuated with it, I like being a pimp
I got money … he got me in, even though I've been around the
world
… I still pimp
When you're cruising for a lady,
Now she got you feeling fine
This old city's got you crazy
They say it's not your town
I had to write this verse on a napkin
The way I'm spilling my guts out,
Somebody should have told 409 that Bama is cleaner than a dead
junkie
I'm tripping, he's so clumsy
But falling won't become me, ain't that right, blondie？
I hold the clues like an egiptian tomb, stop running
I do rap perfect, ask a mummy
If a pimp was a man who would… to invent an instrument
Just to slay… and I slay this pen…just to say
… I lay, get the…for one night stand
While I serve these tricks from stage
… but I find it part of fame…
And I don't even need a nap
Believe in that …
When you're cruising for a lady,
Now she got you feeling fine
This old city's got you crazy
They say it's not your town.
6.Rough
What do you do when life gets too hard for you
Shed tears or is that to hard for you
I'm just a man, reflection of my family
Meaning you ain't gotta have one to understand me
I got kids, I got friends
Only difference between me and you is I don't care bout this
benz
I care about Will he was dying and he needed me
I care about the Grammy they gave Missy they cheated me
But they cheated Drake, they cheated Justin Bieber
Guess America don't like Canada we some f-ckin heathens
Game can't watch his mouth thats why his daddy beat him
Same mouth made him millions and now his daddy need him
Finally got a black president look at how they treat him
Kids starvin in Africa why only Oprah feed them？
What happened to the music that I know
I miss it, U2 I guess we feel like Bono
The living, the dead
These Dre beats, my head
My life, featuring Wayne
That was Jayceon, this is Game
Adjacent to the fame aint chasing a damn thing
So tonight let all of your pain be champagne
I cant tame my killers but I can tell them chill
I might give you a pass depending how I feel
The bi polar bear
They said the end of the World is comin I know it's here
Cuz California cold this year
Detox, R.E.D
MC's dead
Kill them softly like Lauren Hill
Skin heads goin K-K-Krazy cuz a n-gga in a foreign wheel
We all born to die, some of us born to kill
If that don't wake you up I hope tomorrow morning will
Never I thought I'd see the day when I, would roll up in the
parking lot
And having people comin up to me for a photograph of the shit I
talk about
Yela can I get an autograph Alabama so proud that we just can't
wait
Congrats on the Shady deal, any news on the release date？
I told them what I can, shake another hand sign another
autograph it's cool
Got fans gettin inked up, they de-cater to me I love you too
Got 3000 too, the spirit of rock and roll
Long barrell .38 loaded I'm John Wayne in Geronimo
So I dont really know whats got some these p-ssies panties in a
ball
Cuz I never done shit but get better and believin' in God
And leavin' my mom at 15 with a dream and a cross
A cross that I didn't see until I was nailed to it for believin'
at all
That I could ever be accepted the way I saw it
I mean I knew it would be hard but really come on yall
Oh I'm a redneck？ F-CK YOU tatted on my neck
I'll sip high life in a can at the grammys now add that to my
rep
Bitch!
7.Too Turnt Up
I'm too turnt up that I'm turnt that
I'm so … up, my lungs …
I smoke too much, my kush smoke that
I ball too much, … fall that
I'm too turnt up that I'm turnt that
I ball too much, my … die
I smoke too much, my room smoked up
I ball too much, we just ball that
Elevated kush got me leaning like the Eiffel tower
I'm dreaming of a plate of powder
The pills got me tripping, I'm tripping
I missed my prescription, I'm slippin'
I'm a mad man, ask yelawolf I need a straight jacket
But I'm balling out and you ain't in my tax bracket
7 is the key, that white girl is a freak, I pass that bitch to
yellie, pass that back to me
I came in with Irene, I'm leaving with Codeine
I need to take a chill pill and then retreat from the scene
But I'ma take this stand until my jaw hears you dig
I purchase … thats what Gucci mane did …
I'm too turnt up that I'm turnt that
I'm so … up, my lungs …
I smoke too much, my kush smoke that
I ball too much, … fall that
I'm too turnt up that I'm turnt that
I ball too much, my … die
I smoke too much, my room smoked up
I ball too much, we just ball that
Yeah, everyday I'm going back
I guess I'm more like my dad than I thought I was
And I need more in fact
I run to the store like I had a job moppin' up
Another party popping up, drink till I drop my cup
Sick, gettin' all stopped up … speakers on the porch, bong full
of bud and the kids pumped up
Yeah that's right, cocaine got his boys scratching their head
like a head of lice
Bad look on the phone with a bitch when I thought I had a hit,
but instead it was a dike
So I came for just what Gucci Mane …
I got this party started, ready for the mike like a starving
artist
And I'm hardly started, when it's all said and done, and the
confetti runs out then you can just point the party at me
Yeah, that's yeah that's me
Drop a mothafuckin' verse readily ain't none of them ahead of me
Yeah, Catfish Billy, should have just called me 'cept for 3
Cause I take a 32 pack of... and crush em, except for 3
Save them for the light ways, the 1 15's and the skinny jeans
And I'll be the king of the scene, the scene with Jim Beam beam
I'm too turnt up that I'm turnt that
I'm so … up, my lungs …
I smoke too much, my kush smoke that
I ball too much, … fall that
I'm too turnt up that I'm turnt that
I ball too much, my … die
I smoke too much, my room smoked up
I ball too much, we just ball that.
8.Lick The Cat
Tell me can you handle it
Me downtown like a vandalist
You know whiteboys eat pussy like a sam-a-witch
Mmm like the sound of it
Let my tounge move around a bit
Shit better smell like ice cream though if it don't then I won't
go down on it
But if it does I might drown in it
Mike Phelps all around in in
Backstroke butterfly have you on the bed scrambalin
Let me sip on this crown and then
A six pack and then sit back
Okay miss cat can I kiss that
Where them lips at
Lick the cat, lick the cat, lick the cat, lick the cat
Lick the cat, lick the cat, lick the cat, lick the cat
Lick the cat, lick the cat, lick the cat, lick the cat
Lick the cat, lick the cat, lick the cat, lick the cat
Now tell me can you handle this
I preach this evangelist
My pussy's like a cannabis
That's why they say I'm scandalous
Cuz I've been know to fuck a nigga never call him if he wet
Ain't go be no sticky if he quickie where they do that at
I'm sorry I'm not cool with that
I just want the tongue and mouth
Open up and say ah you know what I'm talking bout
A-T-L-A-N-T-A G-A just taste my Georgia peach
All my reese's pieces you can eat me to I fall asleep
Lick the cat, lick the cat, lick the cat, lick the cat
Lick the cat, lick the cat, lick the cat, lick the cat
Lick the cat, lick the cat, lick the cat, lick the cat
Lick the cat, lick the cat, lick the cat, lick the cat
I don't wanna gas you up
But I give you the pump like a flat does
Take you to the back of the mack truck
And put the rock in you like a mashup
While you talking about gassin up I'll park it up in your
mustache
Come quick
Rush fast
You wanna ride on this you need a bus pass
Fuck that
I got a fresh shave
Got the bed made
And a pack of smokes
Tongue lash
Next wait
Till the next day
I'm a natural
Abracadabra magical
I snap you chest for collateral
Fire one round now it's Mikes ass
I walk the walk and I talk trash
Talk trash I like that
I'm a hefty bag incredible
Hold your legs up Indian style
Let me be chief lapahoe
Sex so good I'm you antidote
Eat me long time cantaloupe
Lick me up like a envelope
Cuz I ride a mean ass banana boat
Lick the cat, lick the cat, lick the cat, lick the cat
Lick the cat, lick the cat, lick the cat, lick the cat
Lick the cat, lick the cat, lick the cat, lick the cat
Lick the cat, lick the cat, lick the cat, lick the cat
9.Looking For Alien Love
Smatterchew
Smatter
Gather 'round people
From my distant world
Across Etowah County I reach
Into your zone
Excuse me for cuttin' in line
I am awful sorry for intruding on your space
But I feel I am rather blessed in this issue
Which you happen to be involved with
Love is only relevant if you understand the target
Any questions？
I'm on my own, I'm a single man
Looking for a heart that I can understand
I'm looking for my love
Well, love is a prism
Two lights thrown, and um
Receivin' it's hard to comprehend the human rhythms
Ya know？
Well I guess it's kinda like our satellites
One floats around until the signal reaches a receiver
One floats around until the love reaches a believer
Get it？
I never really found out how hard it might be
Everybody before me couldn't answer me
So I'm still looking for my love
It's kinda like drawing sticks
But if you gamble with this, don't gamble counterfeit, come real
I'm on my own, I'm a single man
Looking for a heart that I can understand
I'm looking for my love
I'm looking for my love
Looking for my love
Catfish Billy, and I hail from the bottom
I treat music like fat people treat shoes when they're joggin'
Make souls bounce off the concrete
Give people a new reason to believe in these poetic zombies
I don't support the dead unless they're grateful
“Soul food” is a metaphor, Yelar says, “Get you a plate full”
A lot of rappers are servin' birds
They're trippin'
I give you a CD, you eat free
That's a real whole chicken
Don't be so God damn easily impressed
In '93 you had to rap, what the fuck ever happened to that？
They pick up the game, and can't drop one the net
KP said it was a pickup game, just be properly dressed (Ha)
It's like they heard the joke and took him serious though
And a bunch of people pulled up hungry with a blinged out cereal
bowl
But ya can't get Corn Flakes if your music is born fake
So, Cheerio chap, here's some Lucky Charms, good luck
Fffuck
Now that there wasn't necessary
But when you've got words like these, then a word like “fuck” it
just get's buried
Unlike them who meet fuck and go get married
Have a bunch of fucking babies, before the fucking wedding
The MC to be didn't go to dress rehearsal
Now you back in a pickup game, FUCK BOY, in a fucking commercial
Now hold the catfish again
I swam 8 miles on the bottom of Lake Michigan
To reel me into the mainstream made 'em nervous
So I wrote {} to kick drums under the surface
You're sobbin' under water ya'll
And I leak so much ink I leave {} books waterlogged
I know some want my art to pause
'Cause I play with rap music like driftwood in an otter's paw
Now that's some country shit to say bro
Not as country as working construction and doing a show in the
same clothes
Yellow, they know, they know
I'm on top of this kindergarten shit building fine art outta
Play-Doh
Tell me have you even in your long naked life seen an alien
catfish？
Have you even been slapped by a one eyed one horned purple
people eater？
Well back the water like a beaver
Then let it go like Noah
Better learn to swim without floaties
Better learn to live without quotas
{} from the outer limits
Travelin' a billion miles a minute
Light speed on the mic
I become a livin' alien in the Alabama sun, sun...sun-shine
10.Down That Road
Take a left motherfucker
Take a left motherfucker
Take a left motherfucker
Take a left motherfucker
You aint ever been down this road before, You aint ever seen a J
running with no clothes, Grandmama beat the switches where the
air wind rolls, Sold a sack in the culdasack down that road
Take a left motherfucker
Take a left motherfucker
Take a left motherfucker
Take a left motherfucker
You aint ever been down this road before, You aint ever seen a J
running with no clothes, Grandmama beat the switches where the
air wind rolls, Sold a sack in the culdasack down that road
Catfish belly, aint it Bizarre tho？ Country motherfucker yup. I
got a Carlo, got a 30 pack of bud in this Monte Carlo. And I'm
macking this slut who got an ass like a barn door. I told her
I'll give her the stick for a carton of marlboro's. My boy said
I'm tripping, but she looked at it its charm tho. What a mystic
man I am with this hard flow. Like creekwater we harder than a
cat trying to dart tho. Chevy's in the back barretta's click
clack. Mullets in the starter jack your baby in the day. Gave my
mama keys to a 1980 lac'. She let her boyfriend see it and we
never got it back. Fuck it, it's a bucket. A bullet's in budget,
I'll just go back to cookie cutting and reach under the rug and
pull out a sack of bud, and hit my buddy up for a nutty butty.
It's all in the family, and I mean family by cousin's. And we
sitting in a fucking beanbag, on the front porch swinging lean
back.Big truck riding never clean that, buckshot signs you aint
ever seen that.
You aint ever been down this road before. You aint ever seen a J
running with no clothes. Grandmama beat the switches where the
air wind rolls. Sold a sack in the culdasack down that road.
Take a left motherfucker
Take a left motherfucker
Take a left motherfucker
Take a left motherfucker
You aint ever been down this road before. You aint ever seen a J
running with no clothes. Grandmama beat the switches where the
air wind rolls. Sold a sack in the culdasack down that road.
75 north an hour from Toledo. Blue chevy's big body Regal's.
Hammerton tuxedo, home of HKiller raised by lions, tigers,
gorrilla's. Red Magnum, Helicopter doors. Big potholes will fuck
up your 24's. Detroit, Michigan where people dont care no more.
Chrysler and Ford plant they aint there no more.20／20 vision
make the wrong decisions. Get 5 to 10 and Jack's in
prison.Abandoned homes, drug dealers, crack addicts, lot a white
boys, but aint none be Rabbit. I gotta have it blowing that
kush. Car starter out I need that push. The home of the purple
gang and the home of Coleman Young. Detroit, Michigan great
place not to come.
You aint ever been down this road before, you aint ever seen a J
running with no clothes. Grandmama beat the switches where the
air wind rolls. Sold a sack in the culdasack down that road.
Take a left motherfucker
Take a left motherfucker
Take a left motherfucker
Take a left motherfucker
You aint ever been down this road before, you aint ever seen a J
running with no clothes. Grandmama beat the switches where the
air wind rolls. Sold a sack in the culdasack down that road.
11.Shit Done Got Real
Mother fuck this industry
God bless my enemies
Too many lame niggas try'na speak
Till they find a beat, it don't bother me
But um
Any nigga can't rap, get him out
Ace out talkin' about their trappin' again
Hopped in the booth
I've been the truth
Got proof
Guess who was the popular kid？
Ya it's me in a drop top with a Glock out
Pop shots in the back of your head
Aimin' at your esophagus
Don't count of survivin' the lead
{See I'm so pissed off to the litter}
{Like a flow with the riddle}
Let her ass cheek giggle
Ima dog and I'm all in the middle
Fuck her, ran her, got balls all in 'em
What!？
Damn ma' can't call up a nigga
Bust that real fast for all of my niggas？
Gotta man？ Well it's fuck that nigga
I'm good anywhere like I'm SunPassin' 'em
God damn my flow so amazin'
Ask renegades, they can quote that statement
Your bitch wanna have my babies
Nigga fuck you, pay me
Ok it's money over them bitches
Coffins go to them snitches
Talkin' outta your ass
You're gonna need a little more than them stitches
Shit done got real, shit done got real
Shit done got real, shit done got real
Any given day you could be victimized
Just pray and hope one day you see them {heavenly} skies
Shit done got real, shit done got real
Shit done got real, shit done got real
I don't really think you niggas get it
Ima decorate your face kind'a like an upholstery nigga
It's getting' kind'a real up in this motherfucker
I don't think you should really even approach me nigga
Lay down motherfucker you ain't heard what I said
Why you try'na play me closely nigga？
And now you wanna talk？
I'm already about to die while you stranglin' and really try'na
choke me nigga
Tell a nigga that I cut a nigga till you see the white meat
But I don't really eat poultry nigga
Fuck it, it don't matter anyways
Cause you know you're about to lay up in a box kind'a cozy nigga
Look
It be gettin' kind'a bafflin' to me
When a dude be actin' like he know me nigga
And then I had to let it go
A couple of friendly reminders
{Till they get to} sink it in your meat slowly nigga
Hit a nigga for their shit
Make a nigga strip down, bare
Yogi nigga
I know it's unbelievable
Well bitch, ya betta believe it
{It's the ones} that know me nigga
Beat him like the boy {} nigga
If you watch, {whoopin'} like a ceremony nigga
And when I'm finished with him
Go and get his little bitch
Let her blow me nigga
I wanna cry for you friend
{Why ya try to front when} you've got so much to lose
Problem is that I'm the one to show you the truth
And talk about you when a nigga get in the booth
You niggas betta know the deal when I come through
Better learn or you gonna {feel}
{And by they way shit is lookin'}
Shit done got real
Shit done got real
Shit done got real, Yela got a deal
Shit done got real, Yela got a deal
Hold up, wait a, minute
Did you say my name, and offer me to
Drive up in this motherfucker
Park it like a Buick Regal？
You in need of, usin' needles
Feel like you wanna shoot up this dope
Well let me swerve in, like syringe
To the veins of the game with another unique quote
You need a boat
You've done got deep
I'm so dirty, you need the soap
You need the hope
And a wish ain't nothin' like the real thing bitch
Say you need to cope
White bread, white bread
You need a loaf？
Spread butter on it
Dead my opponents with the lead
Yeah I'm goin'
Where am I goin'？
Could it be that Eminem only knows!？
When a synonym chops with a syllable, I'm incomparable
It's kinda like I'm on a rollercoaster with a Motorola talking
to the world in a barrel roll
Hella cold
Flow done put my family in better clothes
Extra vegetables, on a plate, and steak right next to those
I got to get it buddy
And if it's dirty and wet
I'll get it muddy
Fuck clean kicks
I done walked through green shit
And I did it public
So when I wipe my shoes on hip hop's welcome mat
And I leave a stain
Paybacks a bitch
That's my way of sayin'
Keep the change
12.Just Right
13.Kill My Nightmare
(heartbeat in the background) Scared breathing, Scream
The slash of a blade against flesh
Heavy breathing
Happy Friday the 13th, Motherfuckers
Go to sleep little boy, don't cry
Black shadows on the wall
Don't look under your bed
Hear footsteps in the hall
Somebody gonna come get me
And take me to the woods, in the fall
Don't look under your bed
Crucifix on the wall
Could it be in my mind
My time has come by
Slayed in the field
Left here to die
What if mamma finds me like this
Under this dirt still alive
I don't know how to resist
All of these thoughts that are running through my little mind
Trouble on show
Scared for my life
Still I want WAR!
In a world that could feel like a fucking cage I just sit inside
it
Instead of trying to escape I became crazy and started smiling
Took a knife to the back when I turned around to help somebody
close
But I bled just enough to live, half man half ghost
And the dream is dark, fuck it into the dark I go
You want me to be a monster and kill them
You want me to be the one with the blade
You want me to stand up and SCREAM!
You beg for me to go into a rage
Well hand me the machete then, right now
I'll walk into the house and lay you down
Bring you the head of every victim
Man..
Woman..
Child..
I will not decieve you
God said I'll never leave you
And since I can't see you
Then I have to believe you
Yeah I've got a dream
And I've seen
Many, many nightmares unfold
But fear has no hold
On this dream that I control
I control
I control
I control
Goodbye nightmare
Bye Bye nightmare
Goodbye nightmare
Kill my nightmare
14.Gangsta Of Love
Would the real slim shady please stand up
And tell these muthaf-ckers why I got signed
Cause I'm on the verge of slapping one of these white boys
Out here tryna imitate my grind
And if you feel offended when I say that
F-ck you, say something back
What I gotta lose, I'm already the underdog
Why wouldn't I give you the opportunity to rap
F-ck boy, I'm harder than ya momma's f-ck toy
And she's still bitching
I'm sicker than a chicken sitting in shit
Sticking itself with a syringe in a Japanese kitchen, get some
I got the kinky bitch, get crumbs
Yeah here the Shady clique come
They say I'm a dick head
Well it fits why
Cause I'ma f-ck this p-ssy ass game up til she gets numb
Any of many styles that I pick from
F-ck it just give me kick drums
Cause Yelawolf aint a rapper
I'm a cataclysmic culturally offensive don't give a shit bum
It's done
So put ya money on a 'Bama boy
20 West of Atlanta boy
You wanna ride in my lane prepare for the 18 wheeler
Get a grip on the bicycle handle bar
All the girls I meet
Are falling down them stairs
Said gettin themselves together
They gettin themselves together
(Thats why they call me)
Gangsta of Love
Yelawolf and I
On top don't wonder why
Cause I rock and roll
Stop drop and roll
Thats why they call me
(Gangsta of love)
Feet on the ground
Head in the sky
Cause I rock and roll
Stop drop and roll
Thats why they call me
Hold up, my God
Let me pull the chevrolet out the garage
I'm killin em A to Z lately, KP
You might get a hicky from Nicki Minaj
F-ck em all with a sandpaper dick
I dare anybody to come match to this
You couldn't hold a flame to my name bitch
I wouldn't even let you hold a bic to my cancerous stick？
I'm treating rappers like loose change
The shoe string belts that I lost in the cracks of my couch
Like I didn't even know I had that until
You made it obvious you bit when I came out
Oh you want some of the south shit？
Well let me show you what the south is
You into sucking dick
Well I'm into getting rich
We could make a good team
Put your money where your mouth is
I roll out in a t-top two seater
Looking like an american missle seeker
Got back pack packs in my dungerees
Yeah I'mma light a fuse under the disbeliever
Say you don't give a shit good
Cause I don't give two shits neither
You ready let it go, I'm already at your funeral
Walking with a rose like Wiz Khalifa
Yessir, I'm bonafied
I'mma go ahead and live cause I know I'm gonna die
And if you wanna live baby get up in the whip
Baby I don't know what I'ma give but I know I'm gonna try
Whatever it is girl you know I'm gonna vibe
But you know thats a fib yeah, you know thats a lie
What if I buy you drive through popeyes？
Do you want it grilled or do you want it fried？
I'm doing this like I knew I would
And you did too, so you knew you did
If I never got a co-sign I'll be at your throat
Cuz I'm dope and it don't matter who I'm with
Reppin' that area code 256
White trash girls wink with blue eyelids
Because they know Yelawolf can't be f-cked with
But it don't take an asshole to see that shit
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