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YELAWOLF lyrics : "Best Friend"

[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 $#&@ing grave

And wish me Hell then I wish you well
I'mma send you straight up to my best friend


[Verse 3 - Eminem:]

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
Though maybe no finna enter
The priesthood, but at least should

Make an attempt to show some remorse
And then be some sort of a repenter
For the people I've been a menace to

Not a preacher, but a %#@! starting finisher
In 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

What I have to say on the mic then you
Might wanna act just like quarterbacks
And take a $#&@in' hike when I snap cause I'm a sinner

(I got a best friend, best friend)
Bust balls and intestines
And ain't never been yes men

They gon' tell me when I'm $#&@in' 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 guts
So unless you're my $#&@in' 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, I'm out
Now that I got a higher power

Now with a black out power, out is out
Like powerless, but they crowd around
They tend to flock like shepherds to black sheep
But I be the worst thing that these mother$#&@ers ever heard
When I'm counted out

You be D-O-A, then announced
They 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

He could have shigy-shocked you back to life
It's im-piggy-possible to revive you
That's word to the digy-doctor
Stigy-stopping and that's 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' with 2Pac in the suit
Talking to Proof dropping a deuce
Fill up a syllable clip like a refillable strip, @@#! and I shoot
Who you think's my Glock that I use?

That I pull from to get my strength up against these haters
And they be waiting at the gate
When you get sprayed up, sending you hoes straight up
To deal with my (best friend, best friend)


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