"Trial By Fire" (2017)



Trial By Fire lyrics - Yelawolf

Check, check, check...
This is Bones Owens to my right, right here
To my left DJ Klever
My name is Yelawolf
This is Trial By Fire

Uh
Back in 1979 it was a cold day in December
Mamma peeled the paint off the wall screamed
Baby's on the way
They rushed her to the hospital in that old Chevy truck
Running 90 miles an hour down them back roads
Blowing past the sheriff, in the woods smoke bellowing off the engine
Running hot, must of been a sign
They rushed her to the emergency room
Barely made it to the bed
A few minutes later I was screaming for my first breath
A little devil the doctor said
He's got that look in his eye y'know
Reminds me of mischief
Yeah this ones gonna be trouble I can tell it
And then the lights went
Then mamma said doctor somethings burning I can smell it

And it was trial by fire
I'm just under a plane singing to burn it down
You better watch your step
When I come around

Damn right, uh
You could hear lightning for miles around
And oak trees hitting the ground
The wind tore holds on that old Dixie flag on the capitol steps
Change is coming, my great grand mamma said
Quietly clutching her bible, sitting in a rocking chair smoking a cigarette
And the wood creep beneath the porch and the old dog moaned and cried
As the sirens passing by
And Mr. Williams brought a mean batch of that moonshine to the wake
You know one comes and one goes as they say
And they laid a flower on the grave
Buried on December 29th for robbing a bank
And killed by the police, see you in the next life old friend
Little did he know, his old friend was back again
As the son of Sheila Diane

And it was trial by fire
I'm just under a plane singing to burn it down
You better watch your step
When I come around

You know how the story goes
See I'm a curious soul
A straight bullet to some a chatter and whisper at night and the head of a following smoke a rebel at heart a devilish grin
A leader of men a preacher at ten
I was already in spiritual spin
Back in the saddle again
12s in the back of the trunk making it rattle again
Giving them nothing but trunk living
The baby the babies got powers the baby is harming
Fuck a church I'm a confession for profession
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And it was trial by fire
I'm just under a plane singing to burn it down
You better watch your step
When I come around

Shadows lyrics - Yelawolf (feat. Joshua Hedley)

[Joshua Hedley:]
Memories of shadows haunt me
From the years when I was young
Things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become

[Yelawolf:]
There's a dark moon in the clouds
Misty fog in the swamp
Crickets chirpin' outside my window
The water it thumps in the bathroom sink down the hall
The lights flicker sometimes
The wind is howling, the dogs are growling way deep in the pines
A passin' car on the distant road, the only thing running
Nightmares in my sleep, the Sandman is coming
I see the ghost in the red cloak, the shadows are taking shape
The sound of a faint voice, lost and full of hate
Dry leaves crumble under the feet of the reaper
The limbs tap on my window, like the nails of a creature
Tales of goblins and fairies, a sacrifice on the prairie
A murderer that escaped, I'm disillusioned and weary
Lightning strikes on the hill, illuminating the cabin
The old man on the porch, evil and quietly laughing
Surrounded by demons
I'm an angel and they all want me
And to this day...

[Joshua Hedley:]
Memories of shadows haunt me
From the years when I was young
Things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become

[Yelawolf:]
Cigarette buds, and oil stains on the dying grass
The smell of the liquor, rising up from the broken glass
The crowds of black leather, the heat from the engines
Motorcycles and goons, bearded men and loud women
The cracklin' paint, the old shack with the swingin' light
The heroin needles passin', open in plain sight
Ozzy and Black Sabbath, the vinyl is skippin'
From the fight in the kitchen
Blood screamin' and kickin'
Smoke fills up the sky, gasoline on the trash heap
The mattress is burnin', I hear it poppin' and snapping
The rain soaked teddy bear, so heavy I can't lift it
The flask for the moonshine, I watch as they all sip it
The Halloween pumpkin candle, lit with a Pentagram
The Grandfather clock, with a broken minute hand
Surrounded by thieves, killers, thugs and some junkies
And to this day...

[Joshua Hedley:]
Memories of shadows haunt me
From the years when I was young
Things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become

[Yelawolf:]
I throw on my leather jacket, a collection of biker patches
One of them says savage, the other one Black Sabbath
Heavily tatted, barely any skin left,
Whiskey bent after twelve, I'm always playing with death
Bullet shells in my yard, loaded gun on the shelf
Run the roads like a wolf, through the whole Bible Belt
Rattlesnake skin boots, toes up on the chopper
Fifty Harleys behind me, they all ready to slaughter
Drunk in front of my sons, drunk in front of my daughter
Spit, cuss, and I yell, it's like a one-sided quarter
'Cause I'm only heads up, no matter which way you flip it
No brake lights in my life, I'm either rich or evicted
Committed to my convictions, committed crimes with the quitters
Connected to my religion, the religion of sinners,
Send a prayer to God, exhaling smoke off the meth pipe
Like puddles reflecting the ripples echo to next life
So here I am standing just like the ashes that fell from the fire
A seed that fell off that poisonous and forgotten flower
Became my own nightmare, but now I think it's charming
Especially when...

[Joshua Hedley:]
Memories of shadows haunt me
From the years when I was young
Things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become

[McCrary Sisters:]
Bloody bone gon' get you
Bloody bone gon' get you
Bloody bone gon' get you

Get Mine lyrics - Yelawolf (feat. Kid Rock)

[Kid Rock:]
Engine, engine number 9
On that Mason-Dixon line
Chasing whiskey, sipping shine
Gripping nickel plated nines
So you get yours and I'll get mine
You get yours and I'll get mine
You get yours and I'll get mine
You get yours and I'll get mine

[Yelawolf:]
I'm a motherfucking boom-dock killer, Mossberg filler
King of the drop, they'll never be much iller
Top medical grade dope baby, Chevrolet sitting up like Grave Digger, roll over your Mercedes
And I rock, man, I'm a firestarter
Two handles of brown and a half of gallon of firewater
Send the police they can keep knocking, we're doing illegal shit go to the window, bitch, keep watching
Chopping on that 808, ride by your house and make the window shake and the beat so hard, make the tempo break
And the next door neighbor wanna relocate - uh
You can hear me across the county line, bagging up dimes of rhymes, and I'm moving 20 P's at a time
Black sheeps son of a landmine
The caboose is loose the train track's unattached and I

[Kid Rock:]
Engine, engine number 9
On that Maxon-Dixon line
Chasing whiskey, sipping shine
Gripping nickel plated nines
So you get yours and I'll get mine
You get yours and I'll get mine
You get yours and I'll get mine
You get yours and I'll get mine

[DJ Klever:]
Hold up, hold up, one time for the DJ
[Scratches:] "Go DJ!"

[Yelawolf:]
So motherfucking outta tune hit
Don't tell me to turn up trap or tune in!

The same bitch and you just bought her new tits
And I don't give two fucks about your two sips
Wouldn't give you two dogs to give two shits
Black sheep son of a land mine
The caboose is loose the train track's unattached and I

[Kid Rock:]
Engine, engine number 9
On that Mason-Dixon line
Chasing whiskey, sipping shine
Gripping nickel plated nines
So you get yours and I'll get mine
You get yours and I'll get mine
You get yours and I'll get mine
You get yours and I'll get mine

[Yelawolf:]
Harley Davidsons blowing it down Broadway
Rock this motherfucking like three, the hard way
Bones, Klever, shotgun
Su, Wu, Tang riding gorilla
Open the doors to the venue and let the slugs hit
Weed smoke and whiskey like a tornado whip
The south is in it, deep in it with bump
Be funky the tree trunk of speed bump
Another round and the cops might have to hold me down
If you don't know me then know me I'll die in the ground
Rittz filling my cup up until I hit the ground
Pack this bitch to the ceiling and kill em and Billy now
Made a career drinking beer, anarchy and wanted
My country ass momma singing "Oh lawdy!"
Black sheeps son of a landmine
The caboose is loose the train track's unattached and I

[Kid Rock:]
Engine, engine number 9
On that Mason-Dixon line
Chasing whiskey, sipping shine
Gripping nickel plated nines
So you get yours and I'll get mine
You get yours and I'll get mine
You get yours and I'll get mine
You get yours and I'll get mine

Son Of A Gun lyrics - Yelawolf

I look in the mirror sometimes and think about how it all started
Small town Alabama, from city life we departed
Not a single light in the street, morning was scary and dark
To a little boy catching the bus to school 5:30 sharp
I used to make up songs to keep my mind from wandering
What was in the woods waiting for me, my stomach still rumbling
From the cereal diet
Even though mama was trying to do the best that she could
Alcohol made her violent
Her boyfriend was a prick, probably 26
Barely looked my direction and really didn't do shit
My animosity grew along with my anger
And impatience disastrous school
My teachers knew I was trouble waiting
And I did too, admittedly but I like it
Maybe I had to accept I'd always be uninvited to church events, football and family oriented stuff
But I never thought I had it rough
I embraced it, honestly, 'cause I knew how different I was
It made me a rebel and rebels made me feel welcomed and loved
I never knew my daddy but, they said that I was the same and what a shame, get your umbrella Wayne
Here comes the heavy rain

Cause I'm the lighting to your storm
Dark bloodstains after a dogfight
The tornado to your alarm
Your hangover after a long night
I'm the snake outta your barn
That one mistake you ever did right
The gunpowder to your drum
I'm your son
The son of a gun
Son of a gun
Son of a gun
Son of a gun

If life is but a dream
I'm up the creek in a paddle boat
Streams full of snakes, demons, not even a ladder goes
Up high and over the Mississippi to see the ocean, so here I go floatin', yeah
But I made it a habit though
19 and tattooed, hell-raised in the neighborhood was the place and I made it home with the favorites
Quarter pound of that seeded Mexican trash slinging nickles
Make enough and then break it even, just do it for tickles
Nashville's under icicles, the Methadone's penatratin'
Ecstasy-hungry, baited as an experimentation
No more chocolate-chip cookies, and porcelain jars
Morbid and dark are my role models, and old-school cars
Sickening and I'm lovin' it
I'm basking in half of it
Backstrokin' in sinnin' ways, a dagger to pastors
I never knew my daddy but, they said that I was the same and what a shame
Here come the cocaine in the heavy rain

Cause I'm the lighting to your storm
Dark bloodstains after a dogfight
The tornado to your alarm
Your hangover after a long night
I'm the snake outta your barn
That one mistake you ever did right
The gunpowder to your drum
I'm your son
The son of a gun
Son of a gun
Son of a gun
Son of a gun

And you can tell that I still don't give a fuck
Still drinking whiskey I'm half-a-bottle already down
Slumerican-made man, Criminals all around
Seventy-thousand dollars a night isn't good, look
Livin' a story usin' my war as my shield
The truth, examined and recreated
The followings real:
Plenty of fatherless children fill up the pit in the buildin'
Usin' the mind for the feelin', it's just like poppin' a pill
And I'm takin' it in
Lost at makin' a win
Thanks for the poems that you inspired, I'm rakin' it in
Never heard you say "give me five," so make it a ten
Think the chances I'm ballin', look at the bastard of him
When I went to jail for the first time, I thought about you
Son of a bitch, I admit it, I guess the rumours are true
'Cause when I look in the mirror, I see from what I 'came
Trial by fire, pain, heavy rain

Cause I'm the lighting to your storm
Dark bloodstains after a dogfight
The tornado to your alarm
Your hangover after a long night
I'm the snake outta your barn
That one mistake you ever did right
The gunpowder to your drum
I'm your son
The son of a gun
Son of a gun
Son of a gun
Son of a gun

Ride Or Die lyrics - Yelawolf

We was thick as thieves growing up
Both of us raising hell
Chasing liquor with liquor
Racing and chasing tail
You got caught with a nickel bag and then went to jail
You sat it out for a week because your mama didn't have bail
I rode my bike to your house as soon as you got out
Remember laughing at the cops and then I took you straight to the spot
I moved away for some years to Atlanta, Georgia but stayed the same
My troublesome attitude got me locked in an ugly chain
We kept in touch every week and I noticed the change
You wanted to clean up and go to school some day do the family thing
And I was too wild to get it, admittedly so
But I supported your move no matter which way that you rolled
I guess you made a good choice, graduated with honors
Got a good job at the factory making that legal dollar
And as for me I got worse
I found myself in a curse
Dropped out of school for a dream
A dream I didn't rehearse
You hit me up 'cause you knew when you saw me I was bad off
But I was too proud to ask for the help 'cause I knew the cost
But you offered a place to stay
Until I could find my way
You helped me go find a gig
Clean up and get it straight
Never once did you tell me to stop rapping and give it up
As we sat talking on the bed of your lifted truck
When you had it all and I had nothing
I'm just saying that meant something brother

If you ever need me around I'll be on the next train headed southbound
I'll never let you down, I can't let you down
Because when I couldn't get my feet on the ground
You'd do anything to help me out
You never let me down
What goes around comes around
I'm just sitting here on my front porch singing
This one's for my ride or die
This one's for my ride or die
This one's for my ride or die
I'm just sitting here on my front porch singing
This one's for my ride or die
This one's for my ride or die
This one's for my ride or die

It's been a while since I seen my friend, my family and such
Six months a year on the road, I never get to visit that much
Even though it took me ten years to break a crack in this rock
Now that I started this movement, I got no plans to stop
Now you may see me in publications or radio placements
A new truck, a new Harley, and think I forgot how I made it
But ain't a day that goes by that I don't recall the struggle
Scared to death to go back to it, I constantly hustle
I thank you for my ambition
For the strength to condition
Anyone who helped me along the way and believed in my vision
It takes a village to raise a child
For me it took small towns
Everything that I learned from it
The ups and the downs
My Uncle Buddy, he gave me a thousand dollars to make a tape
Back in '02, when I could barely afford a plate
And he couldn't afford it either, but he did it anyhow
And how he wears a thousand dollar smile, Uncle Bud

If you ever need me around I'll be on the next train headed southbound
I'll never let you down, I can't let you down
Because when I couldn't get my feet on the ground
You'd do anything to help me out
You never let me down
What goes around comes around
I'm just sitting here on my front porch singing
This one's for my ride or die
This one's for my ride or die
This one's for my ride or die
I'm just sitting here on my front porch singing
This one's for my ride or die
This one's for my ride or die
This one's for my ride or die
I'm just sitting here on my front porch singing
This one's for my ride or die
This one's for my ride or die
This one's for my ride or die
I'm just sitting here on my front porch singing
This one's for my ride or die
This one's for my ride or die
This one's for my ride or die


Struggle Speaks (Interlude) lyrics - Yelawolf

I went through the fire
Flames made me pure
Fears were fishing for a confession
I ain't bite the lord
Took a tour of the country
In a federal van
The light overcame the darkness
In the devilish land
Knowing that the change must come but Sam Cook seems
15 minute phone calls press 5 when it rings
Locked doors open my mind, find peace
The end what I became is tamed a kind beast
Attending birthdays through pictures
Tears on concrete
Refusing to lose
Over the years of defeat
Now I speak the truth
The try to acquire my choir
Been to hell and back
This is trial by fire
Desire to find the higher power
In the hour of despair
Cutting out the stitches
Guess there's bridges to repair
Holding on to whats left
Trying to stay right
After the chaos of the night
Comes daylight

Daylight lyrics - Yelawolf

Daylight, woah daylight
Daylight, is coming again
Whiskey, woah whiskey
Whiskey, my only friend

Got me a bottle, lookin' out at my El Dorado
Smokin' a barro, whip up an egg and avocado
I'm on the porch like a slummy Ralph Lauren model
Flannel shirt like a lumberjack choppin' a log-o
Pistol next to the ashtray, no bow and arrow
Got blah blah though, knock the beef outcha top nacho
I'm livin' life like there is a tomorrow
I'm slow motion, I'm slow cookin'
The crock pot holds potatoes
I smell the storm comin', I like watching a sorrow
I like watching that muddy water fillin' up the potholes
I like hearing the woods cry, moan, whisper and sing songs
So I can think long; an aficionado
Raindrops on the string hit: a pizzicato
I'm free-fallin', the airplane pilot's on idle
Freezer lookin' like I hit the lotto
And I got beer colder than a Colorado hollow
Do you follow?

And just like the howlin' wolf
A couple sips down and it's nothin' but blues
Alcohol and rain, now that's what grown men do
You keep it one hundred, I keep a hundred proof
Cause when the raindrops fallin' on that old tin roof
I pour myself a glass of liquor and I get the blues
To get down, to get down I get loaded down
To get down I get loaded
Call me what you want but don't call past two
Unless you got some liquor to contribute
To get down, to get down I get loaded down
To get down I get loaded
When the raindrops fallin' on that old tin roof
I pour myself a glass of liquor and I get the blues
To get down, to get down I get loaded down
To get down I get loaded
Call me what you want but don't call past two
Unless you got some liquor to contribute
To get down, to get down I get loaded down
To get down I get loaded

Drinkin' 'til I'm heavily faded
All the sudden the suds I'm sippin' got me feelin' edumacated
I complicate the uncomplicated
My drinkin' partners are the greatest
Me and my buddy, Jack Davis
Daniels, whatever, we Jimmy Beamin', if we get lucky, maybe
We get a visit from the baby King 13 and go fuckin' crazy
Ten racks for a crystal chandelier full of liquid swazy
Now Patsy Cline got me walkin' after midnight
I'm tippin' the neck, gotta make sure to keep the lid tight
Was sittin' up with attention and now I just sit like
Slump down in my chair like a pimp, pondering this life
I'm the great grandson of Otis Williams
Part of me's Cherokee, the other part is a pilgrim
So me and firewater's like splittin' me up the middle
One's tryin' to love him, the other one's tryin' to kill a man

And just like the howlin' wolf
A couple sips down and it's nothin' but blues
Alcohol and rain, now that's what grown men do
You keep it one hundred, I keep a hundred proof
Cause when the raindrops fallin' on that old tin roof
I pour myself a glass of liquor and I get the blues
To get down, to get down I get loaded down
To get down I get loaded
Call me what you want but don't call past two
Unless you got some liquor to contribute
To get down, to get down I get loaded down
To get down I get loaded
When the raindrops fallin' on that old tin roof
I pour myself a glass of liquor and I get the blues
To get down, to get down I get loaded down
To get down I get loaded
Call me what you want but don't call past two
Unless you got some liquor to contribute
To get down, to get down I get loaded down
To get down I get loaded

Daylight, woah daylight
Daylight, is coming again
Whiskey, woah whiskey
Whiskey, my only friend

Do For Love lyrics - Yelawolf

Daddy is up five AM again it's a repeated scene, he's been at since ten
Nine the five hours don't pay enough money
He took a persephone is just gettin' in
Baby's are hungry and mommy is bitching
About bills that he need to go pay while he sitting
Not even five minutes to drink a cold beer before hearing about what was left in the kitchen
Walk at the door before walk to the store, grab his 5 dollars he only had for
Won't get a check to the first of next week and the sentiments of self I can't take anymore
With no heat in the house and no gas in the truck, and his four years old birthday about to come up
Its gun, mess, duck tape, close now

What would you do for love...

She's a single mother living in a hotel in the South Side of the city
And she works at a bar and she strips to get tips
Saving up for a place that is pretty
A tribute at a son to support, still in school with a father that's never around
Took her virginity, promised infinity
And he took off and he hasn't been found
Most of the people she already knows
Have troublesome vibe and they keeping them home
That side of town isn't the place to raise a child
But she's doing her best when there's no where to go
Puts on a skirt, picks up her purse
He knows just what she does
Cause momma can't work at the bar overnight
So his momma is hustling and selling drugs

What would you do for love...

Punk lyrics - Yelawolf (feat. Travis Barker & Juicy J)

I'm a million lightyears away from the dark
A thousand miles and running
Country boy can survive
I'm alive, a loaded gunnin'
Backseat full of crooks
Pen and paper, this one's for the books
Pack it, wrap it, seal it, send it
To the corner in a Travis Caddy
Everybody in this motherfucker jumpin', footprints on the wall
Gimme the losers, the ones who don't fit in
And with this shit we're gonna have a ball
Swing around the mosh pit Dosie Doe
Catfish Billy and a Dobro
I'm Psycho White-oh no
I'm a chili pepper in an Oldsmobile
Comin' out for the kill
I don't gamble
I don't deal with these whose whose in this mass appeal
I just wanna be behind a steering wheel of a semi-truck
Then get drunk and run amuck
With every single one of my misfits
Bitch, that's how we're showin' up
With them lowriders on the west side
Lift kits from the south
Jump in the passenger seat of my '69 and hit the bootleg house
I'm on my new shit, still ready and ruthless
A public nuisance
But I feel right at home

Yeah, since they're sleepin' on me, let me wake 'em up
Got the world in my palm, watch me shake it up
Everything I'm talkin' real, I ain't make it up
I know you probably think I care, but I don't give a fuck
But I ain't givin' up, I'd rather live it up
Everybody sound the same, you need to switch it up
They still swervin' in my lane, they need to give it up
But I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck

I don't give a fuck, really I don't give a fuck
Still bumpin' Three 6 all day, Hank Williams all day
So promenade when the lights in the ballroom swing
And shake and then fall and break with that bottom bass
Make you wanna tear the club up and go tattoo your face
Country boys, gutter raised, what a blend, that's all it takes
Got a lock in the pocket, a rock in the sock
With a cop I'm a nervous wreck
I never could keep a job 'cause I rob and I take
And I leave you with nothing left
But mama tried
Mama tried to harvest early and the pot died
If she ever said I was a good boy, trust me, mama lied
Leave these haters with a cane to walk
Take these lames with a grain of salt
All I wanna do is take aim, assault, tell my story
Paint the wall from Alabama to Atlanta
From Atlanta I began to build a plan, a panoramic view
To center who my friends, the men around me was
The culture is that slum, and I'm not alone
I put a flag in Nashville, and I'm feelin' right at home

Yeah, since they're sleepin' on me, let me wake 'em up
Got the world in my palm, watch me shake it up
Everything I'm talkin' real, I ain't make it up
I know you probably think I care, but I don't give a fuck
But I ain't givin' up, I'd rather live it up
Everybody sound the same, you need to switch it up
They still swervin' in my lane, they need to give it up
But I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck

I don't give a fuck, really, I don't give a fuck
And the whole world is yours
This I know, because Nas told me so
Damn right, so give me that bag of money real quick
Let's go, I've got it cranked, it's parked out front
I'm a wanted man and I'm on the run
And I'm goin' back to Cali to the allies where they packin' rallies
With the skateboarders, punks and rowdies
And show 'em this country savvy
I, am, Yelawolf, and I'm feelin' right at home

Row Your Boat lyrics - Yelawolf

You said you don't wanna die but still you want to go to heaven
Heaven's not a place that you can scare me into changing everything that I believe in
Leavin' what is keeping you from walkin' out the door and livin' life like there's a reason
Reason is the fear of change will leave a person locked inside a dark and mental prison
Prisoners of war, the war is media, they feed to you graffiti up your vision
Visionary super scary future they will shoot ya' they will loot ya' they are killin'
Killin' power of the power that exists above us is a problem - it's a sentence
Sentence you to pull and push and jump, when they say jump you say how high
There is no limit
Limit what they sell and what they're givin'

Even if the whole world knows
I don't give a damn about what they think
I don't have to stand up to your gun
I don't have to sit down when you say
Tell me I'm overboard
The truth is you just want to see me sink
If there's any room left on that ship
You don't have to save any room for me
Cause I've got my own boat (even when it rains)
I'm doing my own thing (even when it rains)
And I will stay afloat - even when it rains
Cause I've got my own boat
Row, row your boat
Row, row your boat
Row your boat

They marchin' up the street they wanna fight they don't want peace
Peace of what you have they snatch and grab
They steal and run
They pullin' guns out on police
Police they shoot and kill - they shoot at will
They will at you - they'll execute if you don't leave
Leavin' the impression no one's safe inside this dungeon in the city of the beast
Beasts are on the corner, slingin' poison to the junkies - to a junkie it's a feast
Feast or famine, come examine, take a look into that alleyway that's on your street
Streets are not the only place that you can find yourself laying up under white sheets
Sheets in Alabama cockin' hammers, ridin' horses, wanna handle who is free
Free yourself from anything they preach

Even if the whole world knows
I don't give a damn about what they think
I don't have to stand up to your gun
I don't have to sit down when you say
Tell me I'm overboard
The truth is you just want to see me sink
If there's any room left on that ship
You don't have to save any room for me
Cause I've got my own boat (even when it rains)
I'm doing my own thing (even when it rains)
And I will stay afloat - even when it rains
Cause I've got my own boat
Row, row your boat
Row, row your boat
Row your boat

True To Yourself lyrics - Yelawolf (feat. Bones Owens)

[Yelawolf:]
Here we go to church on Sunday mornin'
Hangovers on 'em
Whiskey pourin' out of skin, it's like a poison
Beer-soaked boots from the barroom floor
It's perfume to a sinner, it's allurin'
Prophet for the slums, prayer for the dark
Barber straight razor blade, pocket watch
Rings on every finger, sacrificial skin
Story written in his blood, he's akin
To animals and criminals alike
Hood, project, trailer park, Backwoods
Sprinkles of the cocaine in his nails
Tank full of propane on the shelf
Fire's in the soul, the child is now a man
The enemies of good now become a friend
Watchin' God play his life violin
Happily, an instrumental in the wind
You will never fit, you're a misfit
You're a quiet voice no matter how loud you get
Despite the effort, you remain reckless
You remain helpless in the same outfit
As your father did before, you're a song
Better sing the praises of the written wrongs
Only time will kill your spirit if you let it fall
And that's why there's...

[Bones Owens:]
No time at all
No time like now
To get on the road
If you wanna get out
You got to be true
True to yourself
Or you'll be a fool
To somebody else

[Yelawolf:]
The rifle's in the corner, money on the table
Cellophane sacks, baby's in the cradle
Chevy's in the drive, cranked and ready for him
Lights a cigarette, ashes on the floor
And takes another toke, smoke fills the room
Sun sets behind the clouds, heavy gloom
Cops on the run, sirens in the distance
Wild small town, violent and resistant
In the street, they rage and fight
Any given night, it's just another reason for a killin'
Brave the cold and lock the door 'cause it's war
Storm filled with crime, only safe in buildings
Made of brick and mortar, brick of thick morals
Ain't got brick and mortar? Steel will support 'em
Steel with the trigger finger, take your life
Billy in the basement, wasted, makin' pipe
Bombs take it light, wrong take it real
Take a quarter pound of dope and make a deal
Take the front, son, run for the hills
Cowards under power make sonic seals
Cast a shadow over underprivileged minds
While they're chasin' money, hit some basic rhymes
If the world gives you pen and paper, draw the line
Because there's no time

[Bones Owens:]
There's no time at all
No time like now
To get on the road
If you wanna get out
You got to be true
True to yourself
Or you'll be a fool
To somebody else

No time at all
No time like now
To get on the road
If you wanna get out
You got to be true
True to yourself
Or you'll be a fool
To somebody else

Sabrina lyrics - Yelawolf

I woke up from a deep sleep
I must have had a nightmare
But I really cannot remember
My heart was beating out of my chest
And I was cold, I must of let the window crack
Funny September and the winter's coming back
The house is unusually quiet and I'm wondering where Sabrina's at
By this time of the clock she would of been pulling on my blanket
Saying daddy "I want my cereal" wondering where her mommy's at
My door is wide open I can hear the breeze hit the curtains
Wind chime hanging on the front porch singing
Sabrina must be asleep
I pull back the sheet
Get up and walk to her room in the hall
Not a peep, not a sound, not at all
The anxiety of a father is settin' in
As I turn the corner to her room
Her Mickey Mouse blanket is on the floor
She isn't in the bed
I take a deep breath and put my hand on my head
Relax
Its a game of hide and seek
Shes in the closet I know it
I open the door
Gotcha!
She isn't there
The faint sound of the television from downstairs
Playing some cartoons she on the couch of course
How did I oversleep
Baby girl why didn't you come wake up daddy?
And neither responds
Fear turned to frustration
Sabrina answered me
'Brina this isn't funny
I ran into the couch and she's not there
I'm starting to panic and I'm looking up everywhere
Guest rooms, bath rooms, cabinets
On to the tables, the attic
Wait a minute, oh god, no
I know she wouldn't go outside
We live so far back in the woods
She wouldn't dare
Its to scary for a little girl just to go bye bye
I'm trying to escape my minds eye
But my imagination is running wild
At this point I'm talking to god
"Please lord, please I'm scared help me find my child"
I run to the basement
Sweat beats on my head
Pacing thinking, pacing thinking
Turn my face in
The screen door to the backyard's yard
I run to the swingset
Swingset? No
Sandbox? No
Goddammit Sabrina where'd you go?
There's a trail to a pond that I take her to everyday
Maybe she's down there
I run down the trail its about 100 yards
We usually hang out on the pier
And as I get close in
Everything moves slow motion
Her little white shirt on the surface of the water
She was there, lifeless floating
(Oh my god)
The pain I can't explain I couldn't see anything
I ran to the water
God is this really my daughter?
I picked her up she was really heavy
And hella tight in my arms
I took her out of the barn
I laid her on the grass
I couldn't breath I gas
Gave her CPR she wasn't responding to it
My phone in my pocket
My hands are shaking
My visions blurry
9-1-1'll send a ambulance in a hurry
But it was too late
No telling how long she wasn't breathing
Her skin was the color purple
Her lips were ice cold
She must have fell of the pier with her poor teddy bear
She tried to get out she got wood under her nails
God what did you do to us?
What of we doing I say my prayers at night
Heaven I been a consumer
What did you to do my baby
She's mine now give her back
You don't deserve her if you let her die like that

Violin lyrics - Yelawolf (feat. Lee Brice)

[Yelawolf:]
I'm down on my knees again
A call for my repentance
The war has taken over me
I beg for the forgiveness
The bullets ricochet, uh
I hear 'em when I sleep now
The blood is on my hands Lord
From man, woman, and child (A soldier from my country)
I'm a soldier from my country (A slave unto my gun)
But a slave unto my gun (The screams to echo louder)
The screams to echo louder (Kill, kill)
God, what have I become? (Whoooa)
I pledge my allegiance
I left my family, a new born baby
To slay the enemy, the struggle for power
The lust, the fantasy
I trusted America, she took my sanity

[Lee Brice:]
Winds of change rollin' in
Take your love back again
I'm your fool, Amen
Just a bow for your violin
You played me
You made me your violin

[Yelawolf:]
She looks at her reflection
Eyes black and blue
She told them she would leave him
She says she was through
He took her from a small town
Showed her the big city life
He promised her the world
Then he made her his wife (He runs around town)
But he runs around town (Lies, lies)
He's a cheater and a beater (She's sleepin' with the enemy)
She's sleepin' with the enemy (No one believes her)
But no one believes her (Whoooa)
A diamond green, a glass of whiskey
The bottle of pain pills open and empty
She left a letter "to hell I send thee"
He brought home flowers, ashamed and guilty
Too late

[Lee Brice:]
Winds of change rollin' in
Take your love back again
I'm your fool, Amen
Just a bow for your violin
You played me
You made me your violin

[Yelawolf:]
Uh, you was like a rag
I've been washed up and dragged through the mud like a leaf
All my beefs and my loves
Take it up, take it down
Took a left, took a right
It's the one to be found
To explain to me why
Why it was me that was brought to the edge of the cliff
'Cause see this is not fair but why should you care?
The choices I've made
And mama, I swear that all can not be the fault of just me
I've tried to maintain my wants and my needs
To work and not see the changes I've strived for
A better life for my family I would die for
Take away everything from me
And ask why more?
Tell me to make a decision in front of five doors
There's a prayer I'm saying 'Why lord?'
Send me to a war without a sword
I'll fight and fight more
I'll travel along road
'Cause I'm just a violin
My life is another cord
'Cause I'm just a violin
My life is another cord

[Lee Brice:]
You made me your violin
You played me violin
You made me your violin

Keeps Me Alive lyrics - Yelawolf (feat. Wynonna Judd)

[Yelawolf:]
Way back in Alabama where the dirt roads cut through the woods
And when it rains you can smell the steam off the grass
Even dew on the hood of my paw paw's 1985 Chevrolet Silverado
I must have been about six
Life was so easy back in the sticks
16 year old mother fought for the life she wanted for her son
Lookin' for love in the world of rock and roll is where it begun
It was Alabama, Ted Nugent
Alice Cooper, Randy Travis
Aerosmith kept my stepdaddy on the road
And life, it was madness
Cocaine and alcohol filled up the house party to be frank
It wasn't too long before I tried it myself and then started to drink
School became boring and doing my homework became rollin' joints
Now I'm sixteen like my mama was when she had a little boy
Can't imagine it now as I look back 'cause I got three kids of my own
And I respect what she went through to pay for food and clothes
And her home
'Cause it ain't what she did, it's what she didn't do for me
That brought me to this moment
And made me who I am on this recording
And this is my story

[Wynonna Judd:]
This is my story
This is my glory
This is what keeps me alive
This is me flying
This is me trying
This is what keeps me alive

[Yelawolf:]
20 years old in the streets and I'm rollin' with gangsters now
Hip-hop is takin' over me, my language, my clothes, my lifestyle
Antioch, Tennessee put me through the school of hard knocks
And I carry that attitude with me to this day, more or not
And I'm young and hot-headed
Always running from police and skateboardin'
Graffiti, loiterin', I sorta got my peace from the chaos
Was no "mother-may-I's," surrounded by have-nots
And maybe some day I's well
I was against the grain, even when I was growin' wheat
Got back into rock and roll, and then got into poetry
Started expressin' everything I could through the medium of pen and pad
Playin' instrumentals off a tape and then over-dubbin' what I had
It was everything, because I had nothin'
And man that was alright, 'cause now I had somethin'
Little did I know that would be the hardest thing to do God ever put before me
So I took a look at what I've been through
And I made it my glory, and this is...

[Wynonna Judd:]
This is my story
This is my glory
This is what keeps me alive
This is me flying
This is me trying
This is what keeps me alive

[Yelawolf:]
It's a 2 AM bus 'craw; from me at the parkin' lot of Wal-Mart
Leavin' Nashville, Tennessee for a nationwide tour
My bags are all packed and I'm loadin' my truck to go meet the crew
And I'm excited to get on the road, already one foot out the door
Turn around and it's my daughter, she's cryin'
'Cause daddy is leavin'
Knows that I'll be gone for months and it hurts and I hate to see it
Kneel down and tell her, "Look, baby, I promise I'll call you everyday
And daddy will sing you prayers from everywhere that we go play"
But that's not enough, and it's breakin' my heart in two
Just knowin' I can't stay, not even to see it through
And that I can't tuck her in, to say goodbye with a grin
Now she's bein' left behind, this is me all over again, man
I picked her up in my arms and held her tight
And said, "Hey you know what? Daddy used to be just like you
When I would walk up to the bus
And I'd do anything in the world for you, so chase your dreams
One day you'll use everything you've been through to be anything, baby girl
This is my story

[Wynonna Judd:]
This is my story
This is my glory
This is what keeps me alive
This is me flying
This is me trying
This is what keeps me alive

EP: "Hotel" (2016)



Supersonic Alley Cat lyrics - Yelawolf

[Instrumental]

[Yelawolf:]
I'm a supersonic alley cat in a Cadillac
I'm leaning back I got it heated that's beanie
Brown leather baby, holla at your persona
With partners solving problems pertamis
I'm a supersonic alley cat in a Cadillac
I'm leaning back I got it heated that's beanie
Brown leather baby, holla at your persona
With partners solving problems pertamis
I'm a supersonic alley cat in a Cadillac
I'm leaning back I got it heated that's beanie
Brown leather baby, holla at your persona
With partners solving problems pertamis
I'm a supersonic alley cat in a Cadillac
I'm leaning back I got it heated that's beanie
Brown leather baby, holla at your persona
With partners solving problems pertamis
I'm a supersonic alley cat

You Should Have Known lyrics - Yelawolf

Black Silverado, 45' on my lap, I'm a loaded gun
I'm from Alabama, that's just how I was raised
Tattoes, whiskey bottle, pocket full of money, I'm a lot of fun
Give you something to remember, then baby I'm on my way
Fast women, fast cars
Your life, rockstars

Riding in the Chevy with the men like me
We'll leave you with a broken heart
I'm a ramblin' man, I'm a son of a bitch from the start

Baby you should have known
You should have known
Baby you should have known
You should have known
Baby you should have known
You should have known
Baby you should have known
Bitch, you should have known

I'm a mistfit darling, let's be real
I don't mean to gas you up
That cheap perfume is kinda like a 'shroom
Wanna take a trip in the passenger?
Smoke that, what'd you got? half a blunt
High yourself, laugh it up
Drink a little bit of that Jack in the cup
Then we jump in the back and fuck
Wanna grab a hold of my leather jacket?
Take another photo with me and tag it?
Ohh you all about Instagram; instant fame and sex is passion
Me too, let me take my shades off, get a peak at you
What's your name? I forgot
Nevermind I don't really need not to
No, better off really 'cause I just seen you wack a show (Slum bunny)
Little bit of fenus for that penis in the dough, huh
Big ol' truck, black on black, think you wanna go pack a backpack
Think you wanna turn around with that fat ass
Catfish Billy you're looking back at (bump it)
808 underneath that seat, get that pussy humming
Now you're drunk, stoned and fuck
Crooked smile like a light superwoman, well
It's about time I go, don't wanna be hate, but meaning cold
But I got a 6 am flight, baby bye bye, I got to hit the road
I'm...

Riding in the Chevy with the men like me
We'll leave you with a broken heart
I'm a ramblin' man, I'm a son of a bitch from the start

Baby you should have known
You should have known
Baby you should have known
Bitch, you should have known
Baby you should have known
You should have known
Baby you should have known
Bitch, you should have known

Renegades lyrics - Yelawolf

"I got a gun for a mouth
And a bullet with your name on it
So don't breathe when I talk
'Cause you haven't been spoken to
But a trigger for a heart beating blood from an empty pocket"

I got blue wheels on a Harley blades
And a trail in the sunrays
Me and this lady, man
It's like church on a Sunday
I'm up from my rocker
But rock and roll is my papa
Raised me up on this gasoline
Billy Jean was my mama
Broken hearts turned to spoken art
My blood is like lava
Hard as a rock when I'm cold
Yet I can flow just like water
Grew up with people that's lethal
Grew up with hustling daughters
Mothers and fathers alike
Like it or not when you saw us
Live my life like a rebel
The devil's hot on my tracks
But I won't run from my demons
No, I embrace them in fact
So remember my spirit
When that Slumerican flag waves
From entrepreneurs to losers
Users and runaways

"But a trigger for a heart beating blood from an empty pocket"
From entrepreneurs, losers
To users and renegades
For factory workers, servers
And hustlers all the same
Single mothers and others
Nobodies, prisoners, no-names
For entrepreneurs, losers
To users and runaways

Alcohol in my system to face the system of living
Marijuana rolled up, money on tables for women
For the strippers and divas
For those who didn't believe us
We went from single wide homes to homes with twenty foot ceilings
You may say you hate money, money isn't the issue with you
And all of your bullshit, you bullshit me and I miss you
Save your tears for your love, smile when love ain't around
I'm in the booth for my family, yes I'm holding you down
Keep pressing play every day
And if they hate, let them hate
Believe in you and that's all you can do, so fuck what they say
And remember my spirit when that Slumerican flag waves
From entrepreneurs, losers to users and renegades

"But a trigger for a heart beating blood from an empty pocket"

From entrepreneurs, losers
To users and renegades
For factory workers, servers
And hustlers all the same
Single mothers and others
Nobodies, prisoners, no-names
For entrepreneurs, losers
To users and runaways

"I got a gun for a mouth
And a bullet with your name on it
So don't breathe when I talk
'Cause you haven't been spoken to
But a trigger for a heart beating blood from an empty pocket"

Someday lyrics - Yelawolf

[Yelawolf:]
There's something about this town
That brings me down
There's something about this place
It's written all over my face
I can't breathe anymore
I can't stand it
I can't see anymore
Man, goddammit
I'll go crazy if I don't get out!

[Sampled - Bob Seger:]
Someday
I know I'll find that road
And I
Will pay back all I've owed
Somehow
I'll bear that heavy load
Someday

[Yelawolf:]
Two pitbulls up in my yard
Barking, and grabbing this
Broken bottle and trash in the grass of a Gadsden trailer park
I'm a fucking savage
I just woke up drunk and brushed my teeth with a soap bar
Blocks under that pickup truck
Drive by me with a mean mug, I'm jumping off the porch what's up?!
Nothing to lose except my life
And I don't give a fuck about that, so you do the math, how many fucks you got tonight?
Motherfuckers ain't tough, I be the only white boy in this bitch gettin' bucked
Face all bloody and cut up, yeah, I got you bruh
If it's done it's done, if it ain't it ain't
But I can't quit, I can't, I can't

[Sampled - Bob Seger:]
Someday
I know I'll find that road
And I
Will pay back all I've owed
Somehow
I'll bear that heavy load
Someday

[Yelawolf:]
Robbing and stealing and dealing and working a temp
This dope is not paying, these wages ain't making a dent
My baby's mama just home, my clothes up on the fence
Cops on the corner, they stare and harass me for shit
Fuck what you riding, I'm riding, I jump in the donk
I get the feeling that we got some guns in the trunk
But I do not care who's still pissed, I do not have a pot
So open the register, give me the money you got

There's something about this town
That brings me down
There's something about this place
It's written all over my face
I can't breathe anymore
I can't stand it
I can't see anymore
Man, goddammit
I'll go crazy if I don't get out!

[Sampled - Bob Seger:]
Someday
I know I'll find that road
And I
Will pay back all I've owed
Somehow
I'll bear that heavy load
Someday

In Love Tonight lyrics - Yelawolf

Take a photograph of the whiskey bottles
And runaways
Fallen angels with broken hearts
And renegades
Only twenty-five, she's a rebel in disguise
And I wanna play

Cause I'm in love
With you
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight

Be Yourself lyrics - Yelawolf (feat. Bubba Sparxxx)

[Yelawolf:]
I just wanna hang with real people
You know, I don't give a fuck about how much money you got
Who you know, none of that
Be authentic, that's the type of people I want to kick it with

Motherfucker I'm, a catalyst of the baddest that you can find
Cowboy hat, see me crooked in the corner of the club when I'm sippin, my
Jack, beautiful woman on my side
Fact, you ain't gotta tell me, I know, I'm fucking getting it
Fake motherfuckers just talk, I'm fucking living it
Chevy in the parking lot
But I've had a few homes, I'm a have to Uber home, I'm a have to pull my phone out
Hippy I come, baby then I'm moving on, but I won't do it alone, uh
Take a walk with a wolf, girl
I can make a good girl a hood girl
We can get down and party, shaking the Chevy
But whatever happens in the truck, if you could, girl
Please just be yourself

Be somebody, make somebody say you're like no one else
Nobody wanna hang with somebody that is boring
I'd rather be by myself and drink on the Porch Swing
So hold your breath if you can't be yourself
Be somebody, make somebody say you're like no one else
Nobody wanna hang with somebody that is boring
I'd rather be by myself and drink on the Porch Swing
So hold your breath if you can't be yourself

[Bubba Sparxxx:]
I love it, I love it
I'm buzzing enough just to fucking (go nuts)
Fuck discussion, ain't discussing nothing, I'm just gon' (roll, up)
Show up, show out, big dog, watch how that money go (fold up)
Didn't know then, but we know now, them clowns we ain't never (told us)
So what? You know what?
That stuff there is what had made me (grow up)
Think I can't? Bitch, think we ain't, think what you think you (ho, slut)
Let that tongue besides both nuts
Then swallow this whole pole up
While me and Singer Wolf pour up
Show love
Be Yourself

[Yelawolf:]
Be somebody, make somebody say you're like no one else
Nobody wanna hang with somebody that is boring
I'd rather be by myself and drink on the Porch Swing
So hold your breath if you can't be yourself
Be somebody, make somebody say you're like no one else
Nobody wanna hang with somebody that is boring
I'd rather be by myself and drink on the Porch Swing
So hold your breath if you can't be yourself

Step up in this motherfucker with a black hoodie cause I might seem cool, yeah
Spillin' so much ink on the paper I could have filled up Drake's pool, yeah
They told me to get ready but I've been ready, fucking babies were back in school, yeah
An animal, Hannibal, cannibal couldn't manage to get a handle, I'm too sick
Butters off, leather seats creeping up an alley in the Caddi like "who's this"
Catfish, hold up
When you see me coming, homie, throw the deuces
Got a couple of killers in a camp, wanna dance motherfuckers is ruthless
Back in the, back of the Chevy holding something heavy, g-g-g-get it, let's go!

Be somebody, make somebody say you're like no one else
Nobody wanna hang with somebody that is boring
I'd rather be by myself and drink on the Porch Swing
So hold your breath if you can't be yourself
Be somebody, make somebody say you're like no one else
Nobody wanna hang with somebody that is boring
I'd rather be by myself and drink on the Porch Swing
So hold your breath if you can't be yourself

Good Love lyrics - Yelawolf

Just another lonely night stuck in this hotel
The hallways quiet and the lobby is so empty
Broke that seal in the mini bar in my room
Looking for a lady to come spend time with me
She's sending me pictures to my iPhone
I can't lie girl, I am so impressed
Come show me how you get into your zone
See you in an hour, here's my hotel address

She brought a bottle of Jack D, oh my
Now that's one less thing I gotta go buy
She got a leather jacket and a t-shirt
She got cowboy boots and a mini skirt
She rolls up, asks do I mind
Baby I don't mind if you get high
Let's drink and smoke, yeah, that's alright
And tear this room apart all night

Ohhhh, she got the good love
Ohhhh, she got the good love
No more leather jacket or a t-shirt
No more cowboy boots or a mini skirt
Ohhhh, she got the good love

She's a Beretta, no, more like a Smith and Wesson
Pull a revolver, each bullet loaded with poison
Father, forgive your daughter, she came to me for the slaughter
I took no time for the second guess, I said yes and I oughta
Automatic, the heart's erratic, I'm radical at the radest
And smashin' that ass from the back and crackin' the packaging of a prophylactic
Fuckin' and suckin', soakin' up a mattress
I'm so in love with this moment, roll up the dope
And pack the bowl and fire it up
Be like cocaine, get wired up
Freaky-deeky-leeky, these sheets are getting tied up
[?] put your feet higher
You can do [?] I'll take you high up
I'm coming up out of a fuckin' pigeon hole
So let's get wicked and kick it and get a witness for a video
Give me a kiss up on your tippy toes
I'll put your back on the wall
Make you feel like a natural woman
I've [?] it, she's [?], I'm [?] until she cummin'
I teach what I preach, come meet the Chief for a sermon
Report back to your friends, give them a survey, a verdict
Give them a grade for the lay, but you ain't gotta encourage
The purrin' kitty cats, cuz if you give it, I give it back
I'm outta the city tomorrow, no need to get attached
Baby, my love is only skin deep
You keep a G, maybe when I come back
I'll see you and be friendly

You got it bad, don't ya baby?
You got it bad, for me
Ohhhh, she got the good love
Ohhhh, she got the good love
No more leather jacket or a t-shirt
No more cowboy boots or a mini skirt
Ohhhh, she got the good love

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