Yelawolf Soundboard Edit

Ain't never been much of the church type

And I only listen to my guts

And I'm gon' be waiting at the gate

And that's something I'm not gonna do

And the beefs some sort of repenter

And wish me hell then I wish you well

Because I got beef with my mama's pill

But I be the worst thing that these mother fuckers ever heard

But I believe in the last days

But I go up in the Bible [?]

Fill up a syllable clip like a refillable strip, cock and I shoot

For the people I've been a minister

God please put you on me with the armor

He could have shigy shocked you back to life

I got a best friend, best friend

I walk through Hell almost every night

I'ma send you straight up to my best friend

In of a mind, thick skin but a short temper

It's like Clint Eastwood went looking for peace

Let the trumpets blow with your appearance

Make an attempt to show some remorse

Might wanna act just like quarterbacks

My [?] and intestines

My best friend, best friend

My best friend, best friend

Not even a doctor's at the hospital

So if you don't like when I rap

So prepare for a rival, your arch enemy surrounds you now

So unless you're my fuckin' belly button don't tell me

Talking to Proof dropping a deuce

The I'm about to vomit and I can feel it coming

The minute I'm not forgiving unless

The priest stood but at least should

They pronounce you dead when they sound it out

They tend to flock like shepherds to black sheep

This imp possible to revive you

To the father son and holy spirit, I hold you nearest

Try hard to respect people for what they're believing in

Well I Guess I'll see when I head that way

What I have to say on the mic then you

When you get sprayed up, sitting you holding straight up

When you wish me hull upon my soul and spirit

With those tattoos on your face

You stopping and that's not an option

(Best friend, best friend)

[?] on the truth like Biggie rockin' with 2Pac in the suit