- Yelawolf True To Yourself 歌詞
- Yelawolf
- Here we go to church on Sunday mornin
Hangovers on em
Whiskey pourin out of skin, its like a poison
Beer-soaked boots from the barroom floor
Its perfume to a sinner, its allurin
Prophet for the slums, prayer for the dark
Barber straight razor blade, pocket watch
Rings on every finger, sacrificial skin
Story written in his blood, hes akin
To animals and criminals alike
Hood, project, trailer park, Backwoods
Sprinkles of the cocaine in his nails
Tank full of propane on the shelf
Fires in the soul, the child is now a man
The enemies of good now become a friend
Watchin God play his life violin
Happily, an instrumental in the wind
You will never fit, youre a misfit
Youre a quiet voice no matter how loud you get
Despite the effort, you remain reckless
You remain helpless in the same outfit
As your father did before, youre a song
Better sing the praises of the written wrongs
Only time will kill your spirit if you let it fall
And thats why theres
No time at all
No time like now
To get on the road
If you wanna get out
You got to be true
True to yourself
Or youll be a fool
To somebody else
The rifles in the corner, money on the table
Cellophane sacks, babys in the cradle
Chevys in the drive, cranked and ready for him
Lights a cigarette, ashes on the floor
And takes another toke, smoke fills the room
Sun sets behind the clouds, heavy gloom
Cops on the run, sirens in the distance
Wild small town, violent and resistant
In the street, they rage and fight
Any given night
Its just another reason for a killin
Brave the cold and lock the door cause its war
Storm filled with crime, only safe in buildings
Made of brick and mortar, brick of thick morals
Aint got brick and mortar? Steel will support em
Steel with the trigger finger , take your life
Billy in the basement, wasted, makin pipe
Bombs take it light, wrong take it real
Take a quarter pound of dope and make a deal
Take the front, son, run for the hills
Cowards under power make sonic seals
Cast a shadow over underprivileged minds
While theyre chasin money, hit some basic rhymes
If the world gives you pen and paper, draw the line
Because theres no time
No time at all
No time like now
To get on the road
If you wanna get out
You got to be true
True to yourself
Or youll be a fool
To somebody else
No time at all
No time like now
To get on the road
If you wanna get out
You got to be true
True to yourself
Or youll be a fool
To somebody else
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