Yelawolf & Eminem - Best Friends | Текст песни

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[Verse 1: Yelawolf] 
Ain't never been much of the church type 
But I believe in the last days 
I walk through Hell almost every night 
But I believe it's a pathway 
Say boy, what you doin' with your life 
With those tattoos on your face? 
Say boy, you know that you'll pay the price 
Well, I guess I'll see when I head that way 

[Hook: Yelawolf] 
To the father, son and holy spirit 
I hold you nearest 
My best friend, best friend 
Let the trumpets blow with your appearance 
I can almost hear it 
My best friend, best friend 
When you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit 
Behold these lyrics 
I got a best friend, best friend 
Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend, yeah 

[Verse 2: Yelawolf] 
I don't know much about Holy Bibles 
But I grew up in the Bible Belt 
I put my love for a woman on idle 
Because I got beat with my mama's belt 
But I learned from my mistakes 
Try hard to respect people for what they believing in 
But if you spit on my fucking grave 
And wish me Hell then I wish you well 
I'mma send you straight up to my best friend 

[Hook: Yelawolf] 
To the father, son and holy spirit 
I hold you nearest 
My best friend, best friend 
Let the trumpets blow with your appearance 
I can almost hear it 
My best friend, best friend 
When you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit 
Behold these lyrics 
I got a best friend, best friend 
Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend, yeah 

[Verse 3: Eminem] 
God, please could you arm me with the armor 
To calm me when there's drama like Gandhi? 
Could have gone the other way many times 
Could have turned Dalai with the lama 
But I squashed my beefs and things seem to be looking decent 
Recently, but don't jinx it 
It's like Clint Eastwood looking for peace though 
Maybe not finna enter 
The priesthood, but at least should 
Make an attempt to show some remorse 
And to be some sort of a repenter 
For the people I've been a menace to 
Not a preacher, but a shit starter and finisher 
Into the mind of a thick skin, but a short temper 
This patience of mine is thinner 
Than twine is when I get attacked 
So I might say something back that might offend you 
So if you don't like when I rap 
Or what I have to say on the mic then you 
Might wanna act just like quarterbacks 
And take a fuckin' hike when I snap cause I'm a sinner 
(I got a best friend, best friend) 
Plus balls and intestines 
And they never been yes men 
They gon' tell me when I'm fuckin' up 
The minute I'm ever giving it less than 
I'm about to vomit and I can feel it coming 
Cause failure's something I can barely stomach 
And I only listen to my gut 
So unless you're my fuckin' belly button 
Don't tell me nothin' 
You ain't my (best friend, best friend) 
Who you think I'm talking 'bout? 
Lifts me up when I'm down and out 
Still look to him without a doubt 
Still got a (best friend, best friend) 
Shout it out like there's never been a louder mouth 
Should have never been allowed a mouth 
Now that I got a higher power 
Now when I blackout, power outage 
They powerless, but they crowd around 
They tend to flock like shepherds 
The black sheep 
But I be the worst thing that these motherfuckers ever heard 
When I'm counted out 
You be D-O-A, they'll announce 
But pronounce you dead when they sound it out 
So prepare for a rival, your arch enemy surrounds you now 
He's all around you 
Not even the doctors at the hospital 
Are gonna shiggy-shock you back to life 
It's in-piggy-possible to revive you 
That's word to the diggy-doc 
Stiggy-stopping is not an option 
Something I'm not gonna do 
I'm the Iggy Pop of hip-hop when I walk in the booth 
Dawg, I'm the truth like Biggie rockin'

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