Best Friend [explicit] Lyrics - 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 

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 

I got a best friend, best friend 

Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend 

Ye-eah 

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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 

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 

I got a best friend, best friend 

Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend 

Ye-eah 

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God, please would 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 squash my 

beefs when things seem to be looking decent recently 

But don't jinx it 

It's like Clint Eastwood looking for peace thought 

Maybe no finna enta' the priesthood 

But at least should make an attempt to show some remorse and to be some 

Sorta repenter for the people I've been a menace ta' 

Not a preacher, but a shit starter and finisher 

Enta' 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 somethin' back that might offend ya 

So if you don't like when I rap or what I have to say on the mic then ya 

Might wanna act just like quarterbacks 

And take a fuckin' hike when I snap cause 

I'm a sinner and 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 givin' it less than 

I'm about to vomit and I can feel it comin' 

Cause failure's something I can barely stomach 

And I only listen to my guts 

So unless you're my fuckin' belly button 

Don't tell me nothin' 

You ain't my (best friend, best friend) 

Who ya think I'm talkin' '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'll be the worst thing that these motherfuckers ever herd when I'm counted out 

You'll 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 a doctor's 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 stoppin' is not an option, somethin' I'm not gonna do 

I'm the Iggy-Pop of hip-hop when I walk in the booth dog 

I'm the truth 

Like Biggie rockin' with Tupac in a suit talkin' to Proof 

Droppin' a deuce 

Fill up a syllable clip like a re-fillable script, cock it and shoot 

And who you think's my glock that I use that I pull from to get my strength up against these haters 

And he'll be waiting at the gate when you get sprayed up 

Sendin' you hoes straight up to deal with my 

(Best friend, best friend) 

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 

I got a best friend, best friend 

Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend 

Ye-eah...