Jesco White (freestyle) Lyrics - Yelawolf

[Into] 

Catfish Billy! 

MWA Bitch! 

Low-fashion slum 

Mr. Don Corleone! 

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[Verse] 

One drop or a knot from this boss 

You might get rocked with the fist or shot what you stuck in the cross 

Hairs of a semi-au-to through your nach-o 

See I gave a fuck once, now I do not though 

Hello, hello, I, lit up like a yellow light 

Like a young Jesco White, on a mellow-yellow high 

Chip a tooth when that pebble flies, back at that Chevy wheel 

Seen the world through the Devil's eyes, he dared me to make a deal 

I decline, king of mine, that's a waste of time 

Give me a break, spit on the snake, let 'em taste the lines 

Cowboy boots scaled like a plate of dimes 

Black suede pressed dress to create a grime 

You let your fangs hang, haters can't do a dang thang 

But complain, comment and shame, claiming to gang-bang 

That same bitch that you double-tapping to bang came 

To my show like Su-Sussudio and show me brain games 

See visionaries ain't got no problem with execution 

I just wake up like a prophet and hop up and fucking do it 

No logical explanation on how I drop my music 

I just find a socket, plug it in pocket and lock into it 

Oh, what a wonderful feeling 

Gotta take a minute and do some breathing 

Ain't take a day off work since I went and took Cleveland, looking for a reason 

Looking for a tie, looking for a suit 

That Rock and Roll Hall-of-Fame is due 

Overdue, but the road is loosie 

When you invade it's no-one's clue 

No one knows, where it goes 

Where you've been or what to do 

But that's me in a nutshell bro 

Going nuts, deja-vu 

Oh what a dream, row your boats 

Sow your oats, all with the beans 

Ain't no gas, kid lets rock, buy with the bot, not with the lean 

In my coat when I fucking pop, like a mushroom in the morning gleam 

After a rain, in the spring, Michael Wayne, yeah-that's me 

Got it locked, that is key 

Got it hot in the C- 

O-U-N-T-R-Y, Catfish in your sore eyes 

If you want that four-five, come on in the doors-wide 

So deep that said your-tribe, welcome to the north side 

Look up in the back, that Heisenberg hat, pork pie 

Stick you to that Get Buck, Three-6 is our war cry 

Kids are playing Fortnite, I was playing short-sight 

Didn't see tomorrow, I just wanted one more bite 

So I started stealing, chopping parts under the porch light 

I just wanted better than what Mamma could afford, why? 

Cause I am a son of a bitch! Hard as you ever saw 

Shut up and duck or get hit, with this here pepper y'all 

Huddle-up with your fucked clique, and hit some methanol 

Suck a dick, sucka suck shit, all through an effin' straw 

Naw he didn't-oh, yes the fuck I did! 

Now take these words, stay woke, and tattoo both eye lids 

Y'all bitches sleeping on me? I need my own Hilton 

I come with cots for you bots, go take a nap in the den 

While I master a plan with the mastering Mathers again 

Slum-Shady, I'm plumb-crazy and laughing again 

But when that trash in the atmosphere like a ravenous wind 

When I pass in that black Cadillac, with Travis and em' 

Yeah, and its so much fun going at it again 

I just might need to sing a bit, go get some practice and then 

So let me clear my throat, let me see if I hear the notes 

I hear the notes, now look in your black mirror and strike a pose 

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[Outro] 

Ain't it good to be famous? 

Everybody knows your name 

But you can't walk around here shameless 

90% of y'all so lame 

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