Way Out Lyrics - Trunk Muzik Returns - Yelawolf

[Hook] 

Cinnamon seats, dashboard flakes, yeah, sprayed out 

Drunk as a fool, throwing that Jimmy back until I'm laid out 

Homie, I'm on my Catfish Billy shit, I'm talking way out 

Dude, I'm way out - I'm talking way out 

Rolling country side anywhere that I go, hey now 

Drunk on 'Quake, cops pulling off they telling me "turn it way down" 

Homie, I'm on my Catfish Billy shit, I'm talking way out 

Dude, I'm way out - I'm talking way out 

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[Verse 1] 

Yeah - intergalactic, out of my mind and into traffic 

In the pepper Converse tryna climb out 

And risk it with nothing in my backpack 

It's me: a son of a bitch, a child of a prick 

A stepson you don't wanna hit 

Ooo wee, no, not him - not Lil Wayne, Michael Wayans 

Who you thought it was, B? 

Damn right, and I'm on a tightrope 

Screaming out "die bitch", fuck my life 

I ain't never give a fuck, I could never give a fuck now 

So put the chain on my bike, yeah 

Put that bitch back on the spot, give me the pistol before you cock it 

Let me throw a bullet in the clip for luck for us 

Poor us, yeah, popping these, shocking, ain't it mane? 

Well, I guess nobody wants to be broke, right? Black or white 

Paint the frame 

'Cause I'm only used to refusing the stereotypes of a name 

I ain't a name - I'm a soul, I'm a piece of gold 

I'm a pro, I'm a piece of shit too, too 

What I gotta do if I gotta roll? Guess what? 

I'mma roll all over you when I'm riding 

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[Verse 2] 

Used to watch my beeper chirp, new Dickies and a Black (?) shirt 

My world was a little bitty spot in the universe outside of Earth 

Tennessee loud, Alabama born, I came down in a meteor storm 

Media wrong, media right, righting my wrong, lean to get long 

Don't come to get this, children go - this building is about to blow 

I don't know what I'mma do with this feeling inside of my mind and soul 

I'm a one-in-a-million human show 

Shoulda been the motherfucking Truman Show 

But if you seen me getting raped as a child 

You probably wouldn't give me room to grow 

Heavy blow, take a heavy sigh 

Like a runner on the dailies, high oh my 

You'll be good, baby boy, don't cry 

I can make a boat with the broke up rhymes 

God made me the Cherokee like no 

I can't let the world off the hook this time 

And if you didn't want this catfish shit 

In fact, you should've never shook that line 

Readied that hook, took this time, to press play, then rewind 

I would rather be drunk than be blind 

To the space age pimp shit that I combine 

With what I know, rock and roll, I'm so famous, country fresh 

That I can't take one step in the fuckin' street when I'm in public 

So I get in this 

[Hook]