[Yelawolf]
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For fuck's sake
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[Ed Sheeran]
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Living the life of a student
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Yeah, I begin on a high
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Losing my mind
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And they say that I've been winning for time
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Never been to a gun fight, never needed a knife
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But then I make the cut whenever delivering the lines
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Sit on the side, with a rhyme pad
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With a tin in my sights
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Sipping a lemon and lime Corona only with my best friends
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Cause I paid in my pride
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Giving the time to write rhymes
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But I find truth at a quarter to five
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Eh
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[Yelawolf]
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It's kinda like I took a train
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To the left side of my brain, oh, mayne
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Toddle some mud, under my door
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You know I'm stepping in my own lane
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All of these speakers sitting behind me
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But what psychology, psychologically insane
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Part of me wanna get down, down, down
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Making you go low, inside
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[Ed Sheeran]
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You don't know, if you don't know by now
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You better tell him 'bout it
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What you gonna tell him bout it?
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Yeah, yeaaaah
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[Yelawolf]
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Ten toes to the dirt
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Pencil to the paper
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God has a favour for your thirst
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Drink-drink ya pint bye-bye
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To this bullshit praise allah
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To the wheels I'm a ridah
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Steering your prada
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Only closed in my ada-di-das
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I'm a fetus in my boom sake nana
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Daddy's home, on the mic, hey papa
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[Ed Sheeran]
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Back with my bang yo, straight loop on my pedal no band though
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But every single one of my fans know that
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Every damn show, I'm taking their ears on a journey
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Like I'm flying overseas with Van Gogh
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Livin' so sweet without Gretel and Hansel
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Critics hate the lyrics cause they think I've been tangoed
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Find me wearing old clothes rocking a Kangol
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I'm riding round with Yelawolf in your daddy's Lambo
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[Yelawolf]
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Hello me, how ya been?
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You got a mullet again like when you was 10
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You're probably sipping sweet tee's, you still huh?
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And your piggy bank is full of change
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Fact, what you used to steal from
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You been playing fools, like a steel drum
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Pulling out early, and they still come
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Eating from the game, when you know the meal's done
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Yelawolf is kicking back at these pilgrims
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Hold up baby, sit still son
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Woah, this old rock, it heals been rolled
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Still shocking when I see a€?em go
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Bananas and they hammer the [?]
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[Hook]
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[Yelawolf]
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I'm not the average half wit
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After this hour gets out of this
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60 seconds I'm going in any directions
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And chasing this jack with a shot of Budweiser and water
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It's probably the better idea you move the direction in
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Fact its a part of me to be the looser of cannons
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Blowing his fucking mics like the winds?
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Hooligans, hooligans, hooligans
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But really who's a friend?
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Jump in this little fire jump right back in the pool again
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Know I be new again
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A student of you my friend
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Marshall Mathers, I'm tossing rappers up at my crew of 10
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Minus 4, minus war
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You don't want it
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Shady records I'm already better, fuck it, doggonnit
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Dog don't gotta lead
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Dog's already home
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Jack, dog I'm a beast, I'm a wolf
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Bring your dogs back
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A melody man in a melancholic mellow yellow can
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Shhh, tell him how we gonna sell a€?em man
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Been working hard all week
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(So if you wonder if we earned it, well its not a probably)
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So won't you bring that back to me
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(And holla when you hear it like all the screams of a halloween)
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I got blisters on my feet
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(To walk in night with you is not the shoes to be borrowing)
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So won't you bring that back to me
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(Cause all the sole of my pin is what all the sorrow brings)
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If you don't know, if you don't know, no, no, no
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If you don't know, if you don't know, no, no, no
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If you don't know, if you don't know, no, no, no
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If you don't know, if you don't know, no, no, no
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You Don't Know (For Fuck's Sake)
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| Ed Sheeran |
