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Yelawolf

Trunk Muzik, Vol. 3

2019

my own path (uh)
And do something that had never been done
Alabama ain't no cakewalk (uh)
I showed the world how we popped that trunk
And it's one

nobody knows
Got a guilty conscience shit that I can put on my soul
If I hurt you know I'm sorry that the way that it goes, oh
Damn
I want you to need me,

24/7 I’ve been working overtime
Ain’t got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it
Just to get by
24/7 I’ve been working overtime

Dammit I show flows and poke holes that's supposed to be yo'z

Seekin my haters and in a dark alley tourmented by mine

Dodgin the [tech 4x N9ne 4x]

Now

introduced to that substance abuse
On some of the strongest drugs that the government produced
Look, I even got excused by the principal
My story is out

last time ridin up in a fixed up car
Another soldier gone with gold plates
Unhhhhhhh My last bitch I'ma fuck, is this the end?

Is there a heaven 4

Cadillac Break Down, It's Too Much
I Will Shock Your Mind In A New Star Stutz
And If A Stutz Break Down, I Make Another Choice
I Will Dull My Grill In A New

my name to seraphim
And hold on tight with a careful grip
Another night all on my own
On the pink moon with a graceful tone

The sound of you reverbs

And it sure ain't my ass them aliens gonna probe and explore
So I got me a 12 gage pump and my AR
And my granddaddy's government issued K-Bar
I said, "You

Jazz (We've Got)

A Tribe Called Quest

The Low End Theory

1991

sweat it?
I'm all into my music cause it's how I make papes
Tryin' to make hits, like Kid Capri makes tapes
Me sweat another? I do my own thing

my name to seraphim
And hold on tight with a careful grip
Another night all on my own
On the pink moon with a graceful tone

The sound of you reverbs

sweat it?
I'm all into my music cause it's how I make papes
Tryin' to make hits, like Kid Capri makes tapes
Me sweat another? I do my own thing

trips to the wild, wild west
I'm a soldier of making hits
And only the best
Stacking chips, baby
Never dip
Never single, never double
Neglecting who you

shoulder
I got The lord is my witness
He protecting me 
Even when Satan send his goons to get me
So Jus keep the clip, Right by ya hip
Cuz nigga jealous,

Planet Rock 2k [Down South Remix]

Tech N9ne

The Calm Before the Storm

1999

the youngest male Kennedy
Got the whole planet rockin' off the low blows dammit
I show flows and poke hoes that's 'posed to be yo's
Seein' my haters in a dark

me to another Path
Had to get out of this shit, So I can be Me
So much potential, Had to follow my Dreams

They either by my side, Or they gotta Go

The Madness

Rich Boy

Break the Pot

2013

this mutha fuckin cotton. Squad.

Ey, I'm in that phantom askin for that grey pupone look at my arm bitch you see tha charm bitch sweet home alabama

look upon your eye
Makes me wanna turn your body into wine
Now you got my soul opened up wide
Every move you make shows I'm your type
I can see you're

Savage Time

Big Sean

Double or Nothing

2017

shit
I mean, record-breaking shit, all we doing is taking risks
I ain't got time to take my time, I'm doin' it like my life on the line
I ain't have

And save my soul death
Is here today don't got another day to go

Your funeral nothing is fo sho no one ever
Knows when it's time to go your
Funeral nothin

was born, my soul is free
Yet my physics remain captive, I never waived my right to be, so let me live
I agree to hold my own, so let go of me, do you

a must, I have to laugh (aha ha)
Guilty by omission (uh), permissive, fictive
The missus hiccups as I shift weight to my right heel
Pipe dream, highlight

Yeah
I tried to be careful.
But you still got the best of me
I gave you my everything
Thought you were my everything
But you consumed everything
But this

Never again by water boy time to flame up
Who got confidence like Jordan in the 90s
Db with decibels you ain't getting by me
Cleanest wordsmith that's