Get Away-Yelawolf/Mystikal/Shawty Fatt

[00:00.00] 作词 : Michael Atha/D. Barnes/J. Horton/Mari Horton/S. Otis [00:01.00] 作曲 : Michael Atha/D. Barnes/J. Horton/Mari Horton/S. Otis [00:02.33]Yeah, hell of a day [00:03.13]To load a .22 and take it to the woods and let it ring [00:04.81]Into the night and break a bottle with the bullet [00:06.15]Yes I'm 'bout it mother****er, not a single solitary thing [00:08.02]Is missin' from my southern roots I'm liable just to take a Chevrolet [00:10.68]And run it through the mud for giggles [00:12.30]Huh, what a son of a bitch my momma raised into a rapper [00:15.30]Who could tell story like my uncle when he's drinkin' [00:17.14]Product of a workin' environment, shit is y'all thinkin'? [00:20.08]Meanin' I'm workin'-workin' harder than any artist [00:21.91]Can ever do it simply cause I'm made that way [00:24.16]I build a house around your ass before you could realize [00:26.34]That you were in the neighborhood that Yelawolf made [00:28.12]So call me a redneck and tell your boys about it [00:30.10]Tell 'em I'm an Alabama wanna-be, I be that [00:31.83]I'll just take it to the studio [00:33.76]And drop a bomb on you from a mother****er' beanbag [00:36.15]I need that.. [00:37.07]Get away, tell my folks roll up the J’s [00:40.43]Bring Yelawolf a deuce, we’ll sit up on the roof of the broken Chevrolet [00:43.99]Talk til there’s nothing left to say [00:46.33]Cause if I don’t get away, you gonna see my trailer park ghetto ways [00:50.30]Then you gon’ have to get away from me [00:53.00]Drink some, smoke some [00:54.83]You gone have to get away from me, load up the guns, load up the guns [00:59.15]Then you’ll have to get away from me [01:00.67]Drink some, smoke some [01:03.17]Cause if I don’t get away, you gonna see my trailer park ghetto ways [01:06.77]Then you gone have to get away from me [01:09.53]Man, I done been through it all [01:11.16]I done been up and know what it is to fall [01:12.84]Punk police feeling all on my balls [01:14.83]Without a probable cause, cause a shit sittin’ tall [01:17.06]"Dawg, you gotta do something Fatt [01:18.95]On the road with Wolf, why did you come back?" [01:20.98]Cause them up there, don’t wanna play fair [01:23.05]Got me pinned to the wall, like a ****ing thumb tack. 'Dumb fat!' [01:26.24]Dumb hell, criticize a mother****er for the crack I sell [01:28.83]Like you could give a shit if a mother****er eat well or eat at all, wanna see me fall [01:33.15]Let ‘em see that? Naw dawg, them lies [01:35.33]Only cause I got Catfish on my side [01:37.16]Mother****er I'm headed up, up to the sky [01:39.01]Roll up, let's get high [01:40.18]Wavin' them bye, I need that [01:42.14]Get away, tell my folks roll up the J’s [01:45.51]Bring Yelawolf a deuce, we’ll sit up on the roof of the broken Chevrolet [01:49.06]Talk til there’s nothing left to say [01:52.11]Cause if I don’t get away, you gonna see my trailer park ghetto ways [01:55.56]Then you gon’ have to get away from me [01:58.04]Drink some, smoke some [01:59.99]You gone have to get away from me, load up the guns, load up the guns [02:04.15]Then you’ll have to get away from me [02:06.19]Drink some, smoke some [02:08.01]Cause if I don’t get away, you gonna see my trailer park ghetto ways [02:11.77]Then you gone have to get away from me [02:14.26]20 plus 20 still spittin' 'em out [02:15.84]Still piss on your porch and still shit in your house [02:17.77]Then put my shit in your mouth, take it back out, put it back in [02:20.24]Shit on the floor, skeet on the couch [02:21.87]Which one of you ugly mother****ers think you thug enough or rugg enough [02:25.02]Or gutter enough, fast enough to keep up (huh) [02:26.57]The most retarded mother****er in the whole wide world [02:28.96]Ain’t stupid or dumb enough to **** with it [02:30.63]If you in say you in, and if you is handle your mother****er’ business [02:35.52]Knuckle up, buckle up, hustle up, huddle up. What we gonna do? Win! [02:38.46]Not a nan’ ‘nother mother****er outta there can compare [02:41.46]To what I do to these boys on these bars and these scales [02:44.26]In these clubs in these bars on these tables and chairs [02:46.50]I need that! [02:47.25]Get away, tell my folks roll up the J’s [02:50.56]Bring Yelawolf a deuce, we’ll sit up on the roof of the broken Chevrolet [02:54.42]Talk til there’s nothing left to say [02:56.56]Cause if I don’t get away, you gonna see my trailer park ghetto ways [02:59.15]Then you gon’ have to get away from me [03:03.22]Drink some, smoke some [03:04.94]You gone have to get away from me, load up the guns, load up the guns [03:09.15]Then you’ll have to get away from me [03:11.13]Drink some, smoke some [03:12.96]Cause if I don’t get away, you gonna see my trailer park ghetto ways [03:16.66]Then you gone have to get away from me