[Yelawolf] I'm on the sidewalk with this fuckin skateboard and these dirty ass jeans I'm the boy that stole a pack of Twinkies, and a bottle that's green I never gave a fuck about environmental shit, throw my empty bottle in the gutter Rednecks fo'-wheelin screamin "Skate or die dude!" Fuck you motherfucker (fuck you motherfucker!) I'm a car wreck in a swamp, I drown victims slow with these words that I lay Pigs on the pork got an eye for my kind cause we ignore laws every day What do you mean I'm white trash? Grab my nuts and kick your poodle in the face I'm sick to the soul with hate cause I'm the bitch that society raped So what d'ya say?
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[Yelawolf] My body is covered in tattoos that are totally offensive If I did it I did it for life, no regrets, you know that I meant it I ain't bothered by racists, my family's worldwide, hoe come get it I'll take you to the gutter like a cigarette butt in the rain Let Shawty Fatt spit it (YEAH~!) You motherfuckers are lost, get your maps out and follow me into the creek water I didn't forget where I came, just how to ignore my musical callin That crack on the window on the Chevy's been there for over seven months Along with Jon Newport's beer bottle caps and the roaches of WillPower's blunts So what d'ya say?
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[Killer Mike] People why shit is so wrong? Why they won't let all our soldiers come home? Why them boys who get caught with such small amounts of dope on the ave do bids so long? They bids so long, by the time they get to come home momma is gone and babies is grown And baby mama that was tight in that thong Fat as a fuck and her body all gone Pay for with cash, her ass is gone She never worked so the stash is gone Government rations she gets on Year after year she get check after check A gangsta come home already in debt The government say, you owe 50 K for all the free lunches that yo' baby ate Do you go legit, and never have shit? Or G up and re-up and get you a brick? (Yeah) Get you a brick
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[Outro: Killer Mike - over 3rd repeat of Chorus] See what you suckas don't understand is This ain't even about race This is about who got it, and who ain't got it So if I'm on the bottom, and you on the bottom We're the same color, dirt fuckin poor!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
