When I wake up I hit my knees and tell the lord that I'm happy to be breathing Cause I got lungs of steel, and how you feeling me today
Soul in the evening...
Walking in the streets, I hit my knees and I tell the lord that I'm happy to be breathing Buddy I'm real, no matter how you feel, that’s fine I got
Soul in the night time...
[Verse 1: Yelawolf]
Sometimes I lay lines about ho's, because I know ho's I've been froze with cold minds and big behinds But I refrained, that's old Wayne, I been chose Not to pose or act, or throw my jersey back And rap with baggy hats, like you fags with do-rags Who-the-fuck is you fooling? Am I a hypocrite because I want some jewels and two twin-pipes under my Chevy box? An Element on spokes with the heavy knock I drop this beat It took a while to realize who I could be Chief Yelawolf keep it moving to the truth Tell the youth, we got the purifying sound The whole globe sewed up, Southside throw it up This ain't no trend my friend, fuck your pimp-cup Spill it out with this eight-o-eight kick While I chill with my chalice Hypnotic on your suede and you need another outfit I got that Wal-Mart brand I stand soul-breathing Speak full of heaters Momma said you dirty boys got the go the world grieving But we ain't responsible for guns, we just bleeding Every bullet passing me by, whether it be words, bats or wise chi Standing in the storm and yawning because I got
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[Verse 2: Ben Hameen]
The right time, the right rhymes, that I find Embedded in my head again I give back to the earth And when I'm gone, this track and every verse will live on Eternally been turning page after page Searching for words to convey the message And keep blessing it every day Won’t let it just slip away I know the mind is a miracle and I feel I got plenty of shit to say But I don’t live up on no pedestal My head is still down to earth You ain't gotta believe anything I'm telling you Let it be known, I'm prone to light up a song Write up a poem, right or wrong, provide you a tone To last your life long, at last the mic's on And a cool calm presence surrounds my life form And I've sworn in my life, never to sacrifice, what I believe in I was taught to tackle life, head first and network Collect my efforts Get ready to sweat, work, harder than ever See, the art you envisioning Starts with decisions and Embark on a mission and Never lose hope, and if you get hurt Just put your soul on your sweatshirt Put your best foot first, remember that the worst is behind you In time, you find you a rhythm and in, life when you hear it, You can tell its true soul
[Verse 3: Yelawolf]
This day this time, I ain't fucking up, I ain't leaving my kid behind I ain't tough enough for the devil Without the shine from the Son of the one who provide Who died, who cried as a man, understand Just to stand in the eyes of the God who created my hand So that he can understand how we feel When the seal of the truth got broke All the hope was lost but he tossed me a key A Cherokee, merrily doing my deeds, every day Like needles of an Evergreen, I'm stationary I'll be dead when the drive in my body drops But I will fly on, from dirt in the pinecones the seed in the mud The history of my soul shown With the all mighty redwood oak Give it ed’ on my folks on a boat that can float in
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