Yelawolf - Fiddle This Bottle (Uahitov Alexander mix)
Wake up in the morning feeling like I'm not awake at all, take a Tylenol, shake it off Wanna take another shot of Jack but Jack D shot me with a sawed-off Wake up in the morning feeling like I'm not awake at all, take a Tylenol, shake it off Wanna take another shot of Jack but Jack D shot me with a sawed-off I'm talkin' lowriders, 77 Devilles L-Dogs Sittin' on boxes in the front yard of the trailer park Should sit back and shake the gold off But I'm already gone I got a bitch and like Taylor songs In an envelope like letters Lettuce, green, money, long Wolfpacks in a calzone I'll keep makin' these albums Yeah you might have heard a dial tone But I was on the other line when I hung up the phone I'll send a postcard when I leave I think about you when I dream And when I'm up under the high beams I reflect that shining So you can feel the heat of light A life of violence 'til I die in Yeah I've done come a long way From Dixie Land, take my hand
I'm talkin' lowriders, 77 Devilles L-Dogs, nothin' but them 'Lacs Sittin' on boxes in the front yard of the trailer park Hell, one time for the single [?] and the little cribs Two times if you know what it's like to fuckin' live Three times in a row you've been late on the rent Four times before you did the same old shit
Baby done grown up, workin' that bid like a grown up Fuckin' toned up, let the Glock talk, I'ma gon' hush Just like daddy taught me, wait I didn't have one Fuck it, I'm happy for him, cause he got a bad one I popped outta that Easy Bake, land of the 'Bama, clean and safe Dropped outta high school, reason, hey, I'm already high from a seedless egg And they wonder why I speak this way And ye ain't ever seen this place Well here's your American pie It's a Dixie piece of cake Do not succumb to the masses ideas Or the ridicule and the judgement Of those who follow the ideas of the weak Will perish and they did fall of enlightenment Become the vision of the minds eye And carry your flame to the fire Do not wait for the fire to carry the flame to you Build, work, build, work, build, work, fall down Fall down, fail, learn, learn, earn, earn in [?] Money is the tool for a creation of the creative space Do not squander the value of a gift from a friend Family, strangers, enemies, Atheists, [?], people People in this ocean of hungry minds Feed, do no starve Start now, wake up now A trillion more lives will live happy before one of those trillion care a lot about your happiness Love yourself and hate only you Johnny Cash If you don't... Johnny Cash Johnny Cash Johnny Cash Johnny Cash Johnny Cash