Helping Hand lyrics - Yelawolf & J. Michael Phillips
I'm not the same old me that I used to be
I done fell off the branches a long time ago from my family tree
Took that turn down the road never looking back
Gave it all gave it all
And I ran just as far as the eye could see
There's no going home, for an empty man
It's all that I know, don't you understand
My whole life's in a suit case
I never unpacked
Back on the road, just as soon as I get back
Hours like minutes, man, days by the months
And years after years, after years, after years!
Just a memory... just a memory
So will you be there
When I need a friend?
Wanna hold out a helping hand
When I'm feeling helpless man
Will you be there
When I need a friend?
Wanna hold out a helping hand
When I'm feeling helpless man
Can ya help me man
That's how life works
To make it to this moment
Ain't no light work
Swear to God
You gotta fight first
And know it in your heart
And don't be discouraged
When it all falls apart
Nothing worth having ever comes easy
And I've given everything believe me
Just to get it all back
Sometimes it was all bad
And I ain't never been
Afraid to fall
I'm 'a risk it all
Even when my back against the wall
I do this for y'all
So maybe you might never lose hope
Holding on never letting go
And even when they thought that I would fail
In and outta jail
I knew one day I would make it out
And I would give 'em hell
I promise this a story they gon' tell
On my soul been a lonely road
So will you be there
When I need a friend?
Wanna hold out a helping hand
When I'm feeling helpless man
Will you be there
When I need a friend?
Wanna hold out a helping hand
When I'm feeling helpless man
Can ya help me man
You said it was love, but I didn't feel it
Stuck in this lonely house, like two lost souls
Now this home's an abandoned building
On my back, holding up the ceiling
On my own, holding up the children
Down and broken, it's barely healing
Too much of this, it's gonna kill him
Gotta high pay for a hard days work
Sometimes I need to be put first
That's not selfish, that's called helping
Only a friend can feel those words
Only the real fans feel my heart
So I hit the road to get out of the dark
Yeah hold me down
Catch your falling stars
So will you be there
When I need a friend?
Wanna hold out a helping hand
When I'm feeling helpless man
Will you be there
When I need a friend?
Wanna hold out a helping hand
When I'm feeling helpless man
I Swear lyrics - Yelawolf, J. Michael Phillips & Taysty
Now I ain't afraid of dyin'
Y'all can meet me at the church
While all my family cryin'
They gon' put me in the dirt
I'd rather die a soldier than a coward every time, I swear
(Just keep them whiskey shots coming)
(Just keep them whiskey shots coming)
She been hated by so many
Couldn't change her point of view
The smell of 1800 on her breath is her perfume
She rides on pills and whiskey and tequila in her veins, I swear
(Just keep them whiskey shots coming)
(Just keep them whiskey shots coming)
I'm looted up on all this alcohol
I'm leaning sideways up against that far way wall
I've been chasing neon lights, but them lights ain't taking me nowhere, nowhere
Don't know if I'm alive or in a dream
Whether it's life or death or in-between
But I've braved the wicked morning, barely waking down my sleeve
I'm there, I'm there
Now I ain't afraid of dyin'
Y'all can meet me at the church
While all my family cryin'
They gon' put me in the dirt
I'd rather die a soldier than a coward every time, I swear
(Just keep them whiskey shots coming)
(Just keep them whiskey shots coming)
She been hated by so many
Couldn't change her point of view
The smell of 1800 on her breath is her perfume
She rides on pills and whiskey and tequila in her veins, I swear
(Just keep them whiskey shots coming)
(Just keep them whiskey shots coming)
She was sippin' on some Jack Daniels
I told her, bitch, take it slow
She don't understand I'm a rock star for real
Bitch, I got whiskey by the boatload
Matter of fact, I'm in the boat home
Floatin' down the river of drugs, paddlin' the cargo
I'm a boss, I got more shit than you could take
I got a yard full of cans, more than you can rake
Bring a big black trash bag for the mess
After the party, have a maid clean up all the rest
I'm a continuous vibe, need no sleep
Have your bare feet hangin' out an old Jeep
You'll be wakin' up outside of the farm party
And I'll be gone like a dead body, yeah, shawty
I'll show you how a southern boy get gnarly
That's church, ooh, lolly, ooh, lolly
Now I ain't afraid of dyin'
Y'all can meet me at the church
While all my family cryin'
They gon' put me in the dirt
I'd rather die a soldier than a coward every time, I swear
(Just keep them whiskey shots coming)
(Just keep them whiskey shots coming)
She been hated by so many
Couldn't change her point of view
The smell of 1800 on her breath is her perfume
She rides on pills and whiskey and tequila in her veins, I swear
(Just keep them whiskey shots coming)
(Just keep them whiskey shots coming)
Amnesia lyrics - Yelawolf & J. Michael Phillips
She only calls me when she's lonely
After she's had her fun that's when she wants to see me
Just give it three weeks that's when my phone rings
Same song different memory
I swear to God you got amnesia
You only see me when you
Staring at the window from the outside
I swear to God you got amnesia
You only see me when you
Staring at the window from the outside
I know you well
Remember rolling down the back roads
Rolling up a little good smoke
You and me put on a good show
Sipping whiskey out a bottle
And I had you hitting high notes
(I know you well)
I recall you was a good girl
But you wasn't good enough to ever say "no"
You was all about the peso's and the bankrolls
Brand names clothes say so
(I know you well)
Take a minute, bitch, and look back
You was a trailer-park hood rat
I gave it all to you but giving you everything
Was a problem from the beginning
You gotta admit that
(I know you well)
I had to clip her like a Draco
Cut her right up off the payroll
All that I did for you
Just for attitude no gratitude
Stop
She only calls me when she's lonely
After she's had her fun that's when she wants to see me
Just give it three weeks that's when my phone rings
Same song different memory
I swear to God you got amnesia
You only see me when you
Staring at the window from the outside
I swear to God you got amnesia
You only see me when you
Staring at the window from the outside
I know you well
Here we go again on the road again
Like a holy man and you wanna show up to the show again
You a Peloton just a peddler
With your mouth open like a pelican
(I know you well)
On the Instagram you a simpleton
With ya fake account check your bank accounts
You would never spend on a gentleman
Hit the river bitch with a brick
Jump in take a swim
(I know you well)
At the pontoon boat party
Hitting everybody like you anybody
Hold up shawty you ain't half a body
Drunker than a skunk
OJ and Bacardi thinking you a real hottie
(I know you well)
Come back like a lumberjack axe
Hanging off my shoulder
Like a knapsack backpack
I will never lose that
Pussycat stop that
She only calls me when she's lonely
After she's had her fun that's when she wants to see me
Just give it three weeks that's when my phone rings
Same song different memory
You got amnesia
You only see me when you
Staring at the window from the outside
I swear to God you got amnesia
You only see me when you
Staring at the window from the outside
I swear to God you got amnesia
You only see me when you
Staring at the window from the outside
I swear to God you got amnesia
You only see me when you
Staring at the window from the outside
I swear to God you got amnesia
You only see me when you
Staring at the window from the outside
I swear to God you got amnesia
I swear to God you got amnesia
Staring at the window from the outside
Falling lyrics - Yelawolf & J. Michael Phillips
You got me wishing on a star
Stumbled out the bar
Faded
You got me caught up in a rush
Tryna slow the fuck down
It's like everything you said
Playing in my head
Crazy
Swear I wish I would've known
Everything I know now
I just keep falling
Over and over again
Girl you
Know I don't want it to end
Not today
I just keep falling
Over and over again
You been
There when I needed a friend
So I stay
I need you to stand up
I need you to stand up for me
For both of us, yea
I been walking a country mile
Chasing the back rooms of this lonely small town
Thinking about when it was you and me
Had kids, 1, 2, and 3
Didn't have no job
That shit damn near just ruined me
No trade no school degree
Jump suit in a ditch I was
No tie no suit on me
Third shift I was picking up
Ain't nothing new to me
Baby I was 'bout it, 'bout it
Held the family down
In an apartment crowded
Daddy was always rowdy
Smoking and drinking a lot
Not enough money son
Just all the beans in the pot
Bet that on Christmas, fuck!
Jump in a working truck
One day I'm 'a be a rapper, uh!
Wish you the best of luck
Beer in a Dixie cup
On the front porch, I'm dreaming
Ten years down the road
A millionaire from streaming
But I lost time, I know
Gotta do another show
Gone 'til November, yea
Baby I gotta go... stand for me
You got me wishing on a star
Stumbled out the bar
Faded
You got me Caught up in a rush
Tryna slow the fuck down
It's like everything you said
Playing in my head
Crazy
Swear I wish I would've known
Everything I know now
I just keep falling
Over and over again
Girl you
Know I don't want it to end
Not today
I just keep falling
Over and over again
You been
There when I needed a friend
So I stay
I just keep falling
Over and over again
Girl you
Know I don't want it to end
Not today
I just keep falling
Over and over again
You been
There when I needed a friend
So I stay
Honey Hole lyrics - Yelawolf & J. Michael Phillips
I ain't doing no more running
Unless I'm running for that money
Told y'all boys I was coming
Sipping whiskey 100
Take me to that honey hole
Got that Bass Pro, fishing pole
Take me to that honey hole
Got that Bass Pro fishing pole
Take me to that honey hole
Flip flops and some tube socks
I been on the porch servin' all night
Got the forest and a whole flock
Couldn't make the call
You just a mascot
Hype man, fuck around
Get shot
Loaded bitch I'm on
Wasn't born rich
Bring it home and feed it to my whole click
(Slum Gang)
Everybody eating
Got it out the mud
Yeah we from the sticks (sticks)
Bitch we been the plug (plug)
Me and Cat Fish (Billy)
'Bout to fry it up
Whip it like some grits
Till the day I die
I'm on my country shit
I ain't doing no more running
Unless I'm running for that money
Told y'all boys I was coming
Sipping whiskey 100
Take me to that honey hole
Got that Bass Pro, fishing pole
Take me to that honey hole
Got that Bass Pro fishing pole
Take me to that honey hole
You already know
I need that turquoise, them snake skins, that that gold, whoa
That honey hole
Vintage expensive, shit designer clothes, hoes
Knock on that door
She smell that cologne, that bitch hit the floor party
Yea gangsters, of love and danger, yes and thank you
Then I change her but it ain't no running
Hoe you was saying something
Poppers on a Chevy, that 808 had it coming, yeah
Father my trail your crumbing
Fool I'll take you to school too but
I ain't doing no more running
Unless I'm running for that money
Told y'all boys I was coming
Sipping whiskey 100
Take me to that honey hole
Got that Bass pro, fishing pole
Take me to that honey hole
Got that Bass Pro fishing pole
Take me to that honey hole
Giddy Up lyrics - Yelawolf & J. Michael Phillips
Ridin 'round in these trenches
Don't follow me
Standin on my business
Can't fall asleep
40 on my waist band
They say I'm an outlaw
Smile in my face but then
Pray on my downfall
Giddy up cowboy
Giddy up cowboy
Giddy up cowboy
All day I'm in it
Giddy up cowboy
Giddy up cowboy
Giddy up cowboy
All day I'm in it
Comin from where we come from
You can get that work
Always been the one to run from
You can get that hurt
Trap lights in the city
Put me on
I been out in these streets
Way too long
You don't know what I been through
Only know what you see
Couldn't go the places I been to
Seen the things that I've seen
On everything gon' change you
I swear at night I don't sleep
If I don't get that bag
Then my family don't eat
On God
Ridin 'round in these trenches
Don't follow me
Standin on my business
Can't fall asleep
40 on my waist band
They say I'm an outlaw
Smile in my face but then
Pray on my downfall
Giddy yup cowboy
Giddy yup cowboy
Giddy yup cowboy
All day I'm in it
Giddy yup cowboy
Giddy yup cowboy
Giddy yup cowboy
All day I'm in it
I ain't one for that fake love
You ain't happy I made it
All them lies that you make up
They don't stick and you hate it
We ain't cut from the same cloth
Like your pattern is dated
What you mad, I'm a big dog?
Go on home little baby
I done lost so many kin
When I win I do it all for them
If I fall get back up
Brush it off and do it all again
We ain't never been the same lame
It's a shame lookin like a clone
You'll be lucky make it home
While I be out here
Ridin 'round in these trenches
Don't follow me
Standin on my business
Can't fall asleep
40 on my waist band
They say I'm an outlaw
Smile in my face but
Then pray on my downfall
Giddy up cowboy
Giddy up cowboy
Giddy up cowboy
All day I'm in it
Giddy up cowboy
Giddy up cowboy
Giddy up cowboy
All day I'm in it
Every time I turn around J
I got brothers on my heels
Taking ideas, straight up off of my plate
I been running for years
Feeding them on the bees with low k
They wanna do things my way
Yeah I took the whole game on a blind date
And I ain't into it, they knew it
Pick up the check, see you later on, paid for it
I came ready, they was running late, they blew it
Jumped back in the Chevy disappointed and disgruntled
Back to Alabama, bitch I don't want shit from ya
Red flag, yea I saw it, I ain't worried about it
I'm 'a killa so, I just write words about it
Straight up
Heavy is the king crown
But I got a strong neck I ain't looking down
Bitch I damn near float when I walk around
And I'm a bringing a new school to this old sound
Watch me giddy up
Straight out the mud, straight out the mud
Giddy up, giddy up giddy up
Pulling that pistol straight out the glove, straight out the glove
Giddy up
Straight out the mud, straight out the mud
Giddy up, giddy up giddy up
Pulling that pistol straight out the glove, straight out the glove
Ridin 'round in these trenches
Don't follow me
Standin on my business
Can't fall asleep
40 on my waist band
They say I'm an outlaw
Smile in my face but
Then pray on my downfall
J. Michael Phillips
Yelawolf
Cowboys ain't always in boots
Slum Shit
Searching For Heaven lyrics - Yelawolf & J. Michael Phillips
Searchin for heaven
I found the devil
Never be ready
When it's your time
Standin for nothin
You fall for whatever
We down for whatever
Might cross your mind
And momma said
Boy don't you run from
The mess that you started
For you'll be the one end
Up broken and hearted
Stand on your own
Till you own what you stand on
Till you turn to gold
All that you put your hands on
Your hands on
I swear I am
You can have whatever that you want to
Isn't really nothin that you won't do
Comin from the bottom where we rise
You can meet me on the other side
I will be there
Standin on business we never back down
Won't ask for forgiveness after we crash out
Even though we made it through the worst
Swear it doesn't mean it doesn't hurt
Searchin for heaven
I found the devil
Never be ready
When it's your time
Standin for nothin
You fall for whatever
We down for whatever
Might cross your mind
And momma said
Boy don't you run from
The mess that you started
Boy don't you run from
The mess that you started
For you'll be the one end
Up broken and hearted
Stand on your own
Till you own what you stand on
Till you turn to Gold
All that you put your hands on
Your hands on
I swear I am
(I swear I am)
(I swear I am)
Swear I am
Yeah
I went from the cradle to the grave
From the grave to the cradle
I've been around a thousand times
Prayin my truth might save 'em
They said you only get one live
But I know that's a real true fable
This body is just a new label
Stuck on an old crusader
God gave me the scoop soup ladle
Now I'm eating a stew potatoes
Used to work in old shoes broke
Now I'm rocking these boots new gators
So tell me who are you playa
Just another leaf in the wind
Fallin off the branches in the storm
Or are you a tree that only bends
Never broke, never played pretend
Never shake not a weak human
A creative genius child from the trauma
I was in it
Getting beat by my step daddy's belt
Or maybe that car wreck did it
An angels grace come out of heaven
But I had to go to hell, I admit it
Amen
Searchin for heaven
I found the devil
Never be ready
When it's your time
Standin for nothin
You fall for whatever
We down for whatever
Might cross your mind
And momma said
Boy don't you run from
The mess that you started
(Boy don't you run from
The mess that you started)
For you'll be the one end
Up broken and hearted
(For you'll be the one)
(For you'll be the one)
Stand on your own
Till you own what you stand on
Till you turn to Gold
All that you put your hands on
Your hands on
I swear I am
I swear I am
(I swear I am)
(I swear I am)
I swear I am
Yay Yay Yay lyrics - Yelawolf & J. Michael Phillips (feat. Struggle Jennings)
We don't, play that
My pride ain't to swallow
Yeah we, go, way back
And we come from the hollows
Ain't one, for the talk
We don't like conversating
Pull up, set it off
Ain't no time for the waitin
Run up on the back porch
Kickin in the back door
Try to get away
Yay yay yay
Ain't no way up out that
You know we about that
Even if you ain't
Yay yay yay
Big dog love to bark
But you never been one to bite
Yay yay yay
Promise when I hit the switch
I' m 'a turn off all yo lights
I pull up on 'em I'm havin my way
Grabbin 'em up by the gills
I been a menace to suckas since back in the day
Never been nothin but real
Standin my business
Is somethin you ain't never done
Handle my business for fun
God is my witness
I ain't never run from a fight
You live and you die by the gun
Yay yay yay
Yay yay yay
You live and you die by the gun
Catfish
Grew up around a crew who was skippin school
Slipping through the cracks making crack with the kitchen tools
Ain't no fucking rules when your fucking broke man
Fuck a pool only swimming in the money only dip it too
Cigarettes and formaldehyde made 'em hella high
Made 'em crazy laced I made 'em loopy too
Like a pair of shoes but I'm telling you
In the south
When you para troop ain't no parachute no one's there's for you
Except for you boys and goons we played with
We stayed in the matrix, blade serrated
Debt he never paid it
So the bullet came up out the shell like a cicada
And left a crater and I stay paranoid
My boys deploy and hit club like an asteroid
White boys, black boys, we off in the shack boy
Slanging them Altoids and packing them alloys bow
Run up on the back porch
Kickin in the back door
Try to get away
Yay yay yay
Ain't no way up out that
You know we about that
Even if you ain't
Yay yay yay
Big dog love to bark
But you never been one to bite
Yay yay yay
Promise when I hit the switch
I' m 'a turn off all yo lights
Big dog off the leash
Cut 'em up rest in pieces
Stand on business they beneath us
Send them all back to Jesus amen
Get to poppin and I pinky promise
I'm 'a leave you right where you stand
Left the boot prints gave the blue prints
To get you right where I am
Burned the bridge that I built for you
I'm 'a draw the line in that sand
God forbid you decide to cross it
Let the heavens open that dam
I be damned if my mama cry
Go get 'em son yes ma'am
And I die tonight and I bleed out
Let the blood cover my land
We don't, play that
My pride ain't to swallow
Yeah we, go way back
And we come from the hollows
Ain't one, for the talk
We don't like conversating
Pull up, set it off
Ain't no time for the waiting
Run up on the back porch
Kickin in the back door
Try to get away
Yay yay yay
Ain't no way up out that
You know we about that
Even if you ain't
Yay yay yay
Big dog love to bark
But you never been one to bite
Yay yay yay
Promise when I hit the switch
We can turn off all yo lights
Yay yay yay
Big Trucks lyrics - Yelawolf & J. Michael Phillips
J. Michael Phillips
Yeah
New Slum
Catfish
Ain't nothin like a big truck
Ain't nothin like a big truck
Mud tires on a pick up
Baby I'll take you to the mud
And we can fall in love in a big truck
Ain't nothing like a big truck
Mud tires on a pick up
Baby I'll take you to the mud
And we can fall in love in a big truck
Saw you at the bar just the other day
Was it last week, was it yesterday
You ain't that typical
But anyway
I'm about to touch down
On the runway
Have you ever been with a country mane
I'm only the city for another day
Girl you're too fine
My flight leaves at 9
Can we make time for the big truck
Ain't nothin like a big truck
Mud tires on a pick up
Baby I'll take you to the mud
And we can fall in love in a big truck
Ain't nothing like a big truck
Yeah mud tires on a pick up
Baby I'll take you to the mud
And we can fall in love in a big truck
Man you shoulda seen her comin
Ooh what a woman's woman
Mossy oakwit the pumps pumpin
(Mossy Oak, Mossy Oak)
She bent it over like she's doin plumbin
Yeah
She had her wrist on fire
Diamonds off her neck I don't even ask why
And I can't get enough
Want to mount her like a buck
Baby can we make love in a big truck
Ain't nothin like a big truck
Mud tires on a pick up
Baby I'll take you to the mud
And we can fall in love in a big truck
Ain't nothing like a big truck
Yeah mud tires on a pick up
Baby I'll take you to the mud
And we can fall in love in a big truck
You and me got a chemistry
We can take it to the sheets or to the freak
Lift kit up to the sky
Baby jump up in the ride
Ain't nothin like a big truck
Ain't nothin like a big truck
Mud tires on a pick up
Baby I'll take you to the mud
And we can fall in love in a big truck
Ain't nothing like a big truck
Yeah mud tires on a pick up
Baby I'll take you to the mud
And we can fall in love in a big truck
All I Ever Seen lyrics - Yelawolf & J. Michael Phillips
The sun gon' shine
And the sky gon' rain
It's hard to be happy
If you don't know pain
If you lookin for a deal
And a little bit of fame
The Devil's buying souls
For some pocket change
Those nightmares
I never forgot 'em
Thought the top
Was just make believe
Watching us rise from the bottom to live a dream
That beats all I've ever seen
It's hard to find truth
When the preacher lies
Demons with halos
In disguise
I made daddy turn his cheek
And my momma cry
If it's a long road to heaven
Hell's a midnight drive
Those nightmares
I never forgot 'em
Thought the top
Was just make believe
Watching us rise from the bottom to live a dream
That beats all I've ever seen
I'm 'a give up, never crossed my mind
It'll all come together
Just a matter of time
When you're chasin that dream
It's a long hard grind
Better be about yours
Don't worry 'bout mine
Those nightmares
I never forgot 'em
Thought the top
Was just make believe
Watching us rise from the bottom to live a dream
That beats all I've ever seen
That beats all I've ever seen
That beats all I've ever seen
That beats all I've ever seen
All I've ever seen
Trailer In The Sky lyrics - Yelawolf & Jelly Roll
[Jelly Roll:]
Trailer in the sky
[Yelawolf:]
This is a stick up, a hey can we stick up
When I was in trouble, had to pick my own switch up
Cried so hard that I used to get the hiccups
Boy, shake it off, boy, pick that bottom lip up
(I popped the trunk, I popped the trunk, I popped the trunk, let's go)
I popped the trunk in '08 in [?]
[?] I was a hip-hop messenger
Too bad my own city acts like I'm a leper, bro
But it ain't the majority
It's the bible thump and not important authorities
Who enjoy destroyin' me in the papers like orgies
Upset nobody's been this influential before me
Of course me just a white boy from the lost streets
Of the south eleventh home, where I learned to destroy beats
But I just sit back and laugh with all this cash
Thinkin' kiss my white tattoed ass because
[Jelly Roll:]
Someday we will all get high
Someday we will all get high
Someday in that double wide
Someday we will all get high in that double wide
Trailer in the sky
Trailer in the sky
Trailer in the sky
[Yelawolf:]
But now I never pardon my French
I just fly to Paris, hit the bar with the French
They said I was too careless with my art and my pen
But you could suck a golf ball out of my cardigan
I'm low fashion like that, Slumerican like that
Who said I couldn't be dead? I'm parenting like that
I'm raisin' up new G's, I'm makin' bosses in fact
I just hate hangin' around, except for my closet rack, it's all facts
So if you wanna get stoned and drunk
But you're still livin' in a trailer park home, look up
Because you'll be stuck in a 9 to 5 until you're eighty-five
So look alive, ignore the book of lies 'cause some day
[Jelly Roll:]
Someday we will all get high (Someday we will all get high)
Someday we will all get high (Someday we will all get high)
Someday in that double wide (In that double wide)
Someday we will all get high in that double wide
Trailer in the sky
Trailer in the sky
Someday we will all get high (Someday we will all get high)
Someday we will all get high in that double wide
Trailer in the sky
Glasses Up lyrics - Yelawolf
(All the masses uh, put your glasses up)
Dearly beloved
We are gathered here today
In the name
Of Hip-Hop
And Rock 'n Roll
Let's fuckin' get it
Sounwave
This ain't accidental, boy
This is God-given, raw rhythm
Lyrical autism, hard livin'
The king of this country-southern bar flippin'
Star boy
Yeah, that's every weekend
Aw, give em a high five
Or a fifth of liquor, and I'll pen em a sixteen like juvenile detention
Paw, get 'em (Get 'em)
I put the saw in 'em cut em up, still the same still don't give a fuck
Glasses up
Think I've had too much to drink
Think I've had enough
Glasses up
Think I've had too much to drink
Think I've had enough
I ain't metaphorically speaking
When I say I left that sink leaking
I been drippin' so many years in this house
I gotta swim to the kitchen down from the ceiling
So cold, my fuckin' heat needs heating
The Lord pressed go on the seedling
That's flower power, power, power, yeah
Put your hands up, push higher
Mama kush burnin' like a bush fire
Look sire
The jester took the crown from the empire
The Robin Hood of funk
Now do like Sherlock Holmes, and pick your glasses up
Glasses up
Glasses up
Think I've had too much to drink
Think I've had enough
Glasses up
Think I've had too much to drink
Think I've had enough
I just coughed up a lung
Then I spit on the devil because I'm talkin' in tongues
The Bible Belt, bitch
I just wrecked a box in the ditch
Police, they pulled me over, put the locks on the wrist
They must've thought they caught themselves a big catfish
But they had to let me go because I'm stinkin' rich
Weavin'
Pushin' and weavin'
Leave an impression but I'm never leavin'
(Never leavin')
Gotta go, gotta lead 'em (Gotta lead 'em)
Yeah, I'm a G.O.A.T, I'm the reason
(I'm the reason)
The reason
They been pushin' and weavin'
Leave an impression but I'm never leavin'
(Never leavin')
Gotta go, gotta lead 'em (Gotta go, gotta lead 'em)
Yeah, I'm a G.O.A.T, I'm the reason
(I'm the reason, baby)
The reason
They been pushin' and weavin'
Leave an impression but I'm never leavin'
(Never leavin')
Gotta go, gotta lead 'em (Gotta go, gotta lead 'em)
Yeah, I'm a G.O.A.T, I'm the reason
I'm the reason, baby
Reason, baby
Reason, baby
Reason
Make You Love Me lyrics - Yelawolf
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo
I'll be your favorite killer if you
You'll be my one, Priscilla
I'll be the shotgun baby if you
You'll load me up and play with me
Make you **** me
Oh, oh, oh
Make you (Oh) **** me
Oh, oh, oh
I'm out running around all this paying around
I'm out paying for this and that
All over town to make you **** me
Oh, oh, oh
I'll take you to the movies
I'll listen to your stories
You gotta educate me
Teach me what you'll do for me
I'm just a lonely pillar
Holding open empty building
Tie me up to your feelings
And hang me from the ceiling
Make you **** me
Oh, oh, oh
Make you (Oh) **** me
Oh, oh, oh
I'm out running around all this paying around
I'm out paying for this and that
All over town to make you **** me
Oh, oh, oh
Put the hand out, she don't get it
Baby love, you just don't get it
You're pretty enough to make a crook admit it
But I am a poet, I'm up front, no edit
Take me down there, up and around there
You in the brown hair, down to the town square
People looking and watchin', stop but I don't care
Rock and roll stars, I'm the boy there
She likes the old school, she loves an outcast
These trends are old news
These bands are so bad
These boys are lurkin', I'll show ya throw back
My whiskey glass is empty, yo hold that
The powder coated Chevelle that I parked in the alley
Got a seat in it for your body, if you want it that loudly
I'll kick it, take it to you
We can jump a Bama to Cali, sample each other like a charcuterie
You and me packing?
Pack it up, bitch
Make you **** me
Oh, oh, oh
Make you **** me
Oh, oh, oh
I'm out running around all this playing around
I'm out paying for this and that
All over town to make you **** me
Oh, oh
Juliana lyrics - Yelawolf
I left my wallet in El Segundo
Right next to the Bible inside of the dresser drawer
Alongside of my morals, yeah
I left 'em all
Wasn't a dollar short, but she was way taller
Leggings still on the floor, fishnet, velvet decor
Red lights blink at the walls, the walls, I did explore
Exploit the bitch, the bitch likes to be called
She bites like a piranha, the marks left from the claws
My back is trademarked how she displays heart
The whiskey sweat beads on plastic made parts
You leave the sunlight, like where the shade starts
Never makes love, only makes art, Juliana
Juliana, Juliana
Juliana from Louisiana
Gotta get a grip, baby, gotta get a handle
Juliana (Gotta get a grip, Juliana)
Juliana, Juliana (Gotta get a grip, Juliana)
Juliana from Louisiana
Gotta get a grip, baby, gotta get a handle
Juliana (Gotta get a grip, Juliana)
Juliana, Juliana (Gotta get a handle, Juliana)
Juliana from Louisiana
Gotta get a grip, baby, gotta get a handle, Juliana
Flew her down to Atlanta
Drove her to Alabama
But we never left the bar, kids
I was tellin' big fibs, lying my way to Bakersfield
Sipping my fuckin' cocktails, pinkie up with the painted nails
She smelt Le Labo, I was enchanted too
Look, we got stuck at the dock, but we might as well been in Cabo
She's somebody's side ho
I could really care less
With her chest peeking through V-neck tees, I'd make her my ho
Woah
Wait, that's disrespectful
Or is it?
When another girl walked by, she said
"I'd hit it"
I just laughed and agreed
She got, explicit
Go on, butter the baby's biscuit
Before the night falls into the day
I might have to pop a Cialis and drink Tanqueray
Yeah, that might be my saving grace
She said I'd have to wait
But I know that's not the case
Juliana
Juliana, Juliana
Juliana from Louisiana
Gotta get a grip, baby, gotta get a handle
Juliana (Gotta get a grip, Juliana)
Juliana, Juliana (Gotta get a grip, Juliana)
Juliana from Louisiana
Gotta get a grip, baby, gotta get a handle (Gotta get a handle, Juliana)
Juliana (Gotta get a grip, Juliana)
Juliana, Juliana (Gotta get a handle, Juliana)
Juliana from Louisiana
Gotta get a grip, baby, gotta get a handle, Juliana
Juliana
Parkinson's couldn't shake it like you did
On the sheets, I left a couple kids
Beast it out, yeah, then I peaced it out
AirDropped a couple clips, make me never leave the couch
We in the, we in the, we in the house like a rug bug
She on the, she on the drug-drugs
But it's really good love
Passed out in my clothes in the bathtub
That's good love, maybe not good for me
But it sure makes a goddamn good story
With no plans and no manners
I'm just a nail gettin' hammered, Juliana
Marijuana lyrics - Yelawolf
79
1-9-7-9
Hmm
Here we go
What you know about sellin' your soul?
Is it for sale or no?
I know about it, I packed it up in a box and delivered it to the crossroads in wrapping paper and a bow
Motherfucker I've been high
Since knee-high, since teatime
Since birth from the beer buzz like bees fly
Five years old in the Polaroid, that's me high
Yeah, baby's at the bar, I got ladies at the bar that's tryin' to touch me, why?
Because we're all sick, all picked from the gutter by God like a broken bottle chip
Look I admit I'm bipolar, it's part of my superpower
Hey speaking of bipolar, which one of me's for the hour?
The rapper, the killer, the artist, the painter or father
Which part of my mind will come bring an empty plate and devour?
The meals set forth from the Lord of course
But yet of course, I sacrificed eating it all just to sharpen my sword
Unlikable to many, a saint to some
Maybe I'll get a chance, maybe the break will come
Already done plenty talking, I don't know what else I can say
I'm at the window with the caulking, trying to keep the rain away
Yeah, keeping Wayne out, but it's a lot holding in
I'm a fucking rain cloud, grab a raincoat, my friend, locced out
Marijuana
(Locced out, smoked out)
Ooh
(Locced out, smoked out)
Marijuana
(Locced out, smoked out)
Marijuana
(Locced out, smoked out)
Marijuana
(Locced out, smoked out)
Ooooh
(Locced out, smoked out)
(Too high)
Marijuana (Too high)
Marijuana (Too high)
(Low, low, low)
Marijuana
They threw me into a prison, said mentally disposition they thought I was sick of living (No)
My message was misinterpreted I was just broken hurt and maybe just needed a studio (Yo)
My life as an artist has been the war of a soldier I wear the stripes of a gun and carry the oath
I swear to be faithful even though when it's hateful to me at times, I. Will. Never. Let her go
If life is a bitch, I'll put that dog on a leash, when they say jump I say leap
I put my kids through the heat to put that "womp" in the jeep
From rock and roll as a baby all the way to Trunk Muzik 3
To focus all of that hurt I had to jump in the dirt
Bury myself alive and gave my heart to the Earth
Anyone who knows that dream can relate to those words
A contract to the people and to that I serve, locced out
Marijuana
(Locced out, smoked out)
Ooh
(Locced out, smoked out)
Marijuana
(Locced out, smoked out)
Marijuana
(Locced out, smoked out)
Marijuana
(Locced out, smoked out)
Ooooh
(Locced out, smoked out)
(Too high)
Marijuana (Too high)
Marijuana (Too high)
(Low, low, low)
Marijuana
Goodbye Mornin lyrics - Yelawolf
Goodbye, mornin'
Hello, evening
It's been a long, long weekend
Goodbye, mornin'
Hello, evening (Yeah)
Her daddy had El Caminos
He sold them for dope money, her mama worked at the casino
Yeah, they had 'em a single wide trailer
Tucked behind a gas station, just a bit outside of Reno
Yeah, she dropped out of high school
She took a likin' to Michael, but Michael only drove bicycles
Huh, yeah, so they took a siphon and siphoned
Gas into an old Plymouth, and he stole his granddaddy's rifle
Yeah, Mahogany paint
Rusted out bottom, you could see the road through the floorboard, the shit was busted
Yeah, she wasn't no saint
Even though nobody knew it, the bitch was sneaky and couldn't be trusted
Yeah, her mama text Tina
"Baby, dinner's at eight," but she turned off her ringer
She had no vibrate, no cell service either
Michael said fuck a cell phone, Michael's still rocking a beeper
Yeah, the drive was outrageous
Got drunk and took LSD, fearin' and loathin' Las Vegas
She said, "What you telling me? I like it rough, I'm a sadist"
So they pulled over and fucked on top of somebody's Bentayga
Isn't that true human nature?
Two humans usin' each other, consumed in perfume and makeup
Assuming that when you wake up, you'll be in bloom like a flower, in love
But soon as you love 'em, you hate 'em, ain't bitch a nature?
I mean, nature's a bitch, anyway, where was I with this?
Oh yeah, they fucked on the Bentley and jumped back in the Plymouth
He said, "The city of sin," she said, "Let's do some sinnin'"
He said, "I got an idea, I'm down to go if you're in"
She said, "Of course, whatever," she said, "whatever, I'm down for whatever"
He said, "Grab the rifle," she said, "Cool, even better"
Threw the gun in a duffel bag with her purse and her mama's sweater
Michael grabbed her by her hand and they ran into the 7-Eleven
And stuck 'em up for the cash and a 24 pack of Miller Lite
No mask, high as a kite
Jumped back in the car just in time to hear the sirens
Ten miles into the desert, the police chasing, start firing
Pop, pop, pop, pop, they tried to hit the tires, but hit the back window
Michael took one to the shoulder, the blood splattered on Tina
She wiped her face with a look of shock, then she said, "Fuck the cops"
Then grabbed the rifle, he said, "Don't worry, I keep it cocked
Just point and shoot, hang out the window and let it loose"
"I can't drive any faster got it pinned at 92"
She took a shot, but the cop didn't stop
Michael said, "One bullet left, Tina, that's all we've got"
Michael hit a pothole and Tina dropped the gun on the road
Plus, they forgot to get gas, the car started to slow
He took a turn toward the canyon, but hit a ditch and got stuck
The cop handcuffed Tina and then he beat Michael up
Beat his ass to a bloody mess and he kicked in his guts
Threw him and Tina in back of the sheriff Bronco truck
And when they both woke up on a hotel rug
Buck-naked and dazed, still in a haze and buzzed
Hands shaking from the detox, TV box plug
Electrified, rejected like a B-side dub
She said, "Michael, what the fuck?" He said, "Bitch hold up
My name ain't Michael, and where the hell's the keys to my truck?"
She said, "Michael, what the fuck?" He said, "Bitch hold up
My name is Pete, and LSD's a hell of a drug
Ain't it, Sheila?"
Goodbye, mornin'
Hello, evening
It's been a long, long weekend
Goodbye, mornin'
Goodbye, mornin'
Hello, evening
It's been a long, long weekend
Goodbye, mornin'
Goodbye, mornin'
Hello, evening
Cars lyrics - Yelawolf
Cars, cars, fancy cars
Gotta have one of those fancy cars
I swear to God, it would be so hard
If I could just get one of those fancy cars
I need wheels
I need wheels
I need wheels
I need cars, cars, fancy cars
Billy just got out jail
Billy just got out jail, jail, yeah
Billy just got out jail
And he's back up in his Chevy and he's givin' it hell
I give you two bets
I bet a dollar they go to sleep on this new shit
Bet I'll take a rapper and snatch him up by his crewneck
They'll be on TikTok like, "Ho, not the suplex"
I just drank a forty-ounce bootleg
And my head is spinnin' like DJ Whoo Kidd
Loopin' beats in the booth, I go stupid
Hotter than Jim Belushi in a jacuzzi
Put a cavity in your toupée like a toothache
Boy, you better hold on loosely
I'm just a nerd playin' with words
I made millions doin' this, it's completely absurd
How effortless it is to me, it's like flyin' for birds
I'm already bored again, I might not finish this verse
Seriously though
Only fuckin' reason I'm rappin' again is for the
Cars, cars, fancy cars
Gotta have one of those fancy cars
I swear to God, it would be so hard
If I could just get one of those fancy cars
I need wheels
I need wheels
I need wheels
I need cars, cars, fancy cars
I sit back with a pack of Zig-Zags, and I
I quit rappin', I'm back, I relapse, and I
Catch a buzz like a bug, I get zapped, and I
Dressed to kill, fresh as hell, the whole pack and I
The low fashion, toe draggin', tip-toe the G-Wagen
Rodeo, no plastic, the platinum
I'm passin' the glass full of Louis
A handful of Aspirin when I landed in Aspen
Like Jim with the bag, it done bought me a cabin
Baby's up, baby's braggin'
They tried to clip my wings like a parrot, a parrot
But I pulled it out the mud like a carrot, a carrot
And where were the parents at? That's a negative
Mommy, don't worry, just sit back, take a sedative
It's been a long trip, never regretted it
'Cause it's been a big win, I am competitive
Baby, the cabbage wasn't green enough, but the lettuce is
You talk about cheese, buddy, I'm swimmin' in cheddar grits
Check in mail like a letter is
And I said it with confidence, fuck 'em all
Miss me with the rhetoric for cars
Cars, cars, fancy cars
Gotta have one of those fancy cars
I swear to God, it would be so hard
If I could just get one of those fancy cars
I need wheels
I need wheels
I need wheels
I need cars, cars, fancy cars
Cars, cars, fancy cars
Gotta have one of those fancy cars
I swear to God, it would be so hard
If I could just get one of those fancy cars
I need wheels
Lookin Over lyrics - Yelawolf & DJ Paul
[Yelawolf:]
When I'm lost, it's always perfect timin'
When I break, I always get reminded
Lookin' over
Someone's lookin' over
Yeah
When I was five, me and mama was travelling to Baton Rouge
In an '83 T-top Z28 without a clue
Mama was just a girl, I mean, like, barely twenty-two
I fell asleep in the hatchback in my He-Man jumpsuit
We pulled over to get gas, I told her I wanted to sit up front
We had a dog named Chow-Chow in the front seat, we switched it up
Chow-Chow got in the hatchback, mama covered me up in blankets
I fell asleep listening to the radio and mama sang it
When I'm lost, it's always perfect timin'
When I break, I always get reminded
Lookin' over
Someone's lookin' over
When I'm lost, it's always perfect timin'
When I break, I always get reminded
Lookin' over
Someone's lookin' over
Yeah
We drove in the snow and sleet, but mama hadn't had much sleep
Been chasin' an escape for us, probably been chasin' for weeks
She passed out behind the wheel and crashed into the median
We flipped down a ravine and then back up on the street again
Chow-Chow flew out of the hatchback there and died on the highway
That alone was a miracle 'cause Chow-Chow was in my place
I walked away without a scratch on my face
Mama barely had bruises and what else can you say, but
When I'm lost, it's always perfect timin'
When I break, I always get reminded
Lookin' over
Someone's lookin' over
When I'm lost, it's always perfect timin'
When I break, I always get reminded
Lookin' over
Someone's lookin' over
Yeah
[DJ Paul:]
I was raised in the PJs, in the PJs
I was raised in the PJs, in the PJs
I was raised in the PJs, in the PJs
I was raised in the PJs, in the PJs
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