Yelawolf - I Wish (Remix) lyrics

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[Verse 1:]

I wish a motherfucker the best of a lucka

Suckers can kiss my pickle, adjust your lip up and fucking pucker

I got pull like a trucker, specifically southern

Louisville slugger Tucked on the Chevy rubber to bust your bubble

Hug your mother, don't lie to your brother

You know Yela's trouble, call the police, look at these bleeding knuckles

Alabama's elephant feet rumble, get pummelled and beat

Underneath the concrete like a street plumber

Give me the bucks from in the trees hundreds of leaves

Cover with Mossy Oak sleeves, I got em', believe it momma

Corny motherfuckers we shuck em

And animals, we stuff em, a cannibal, he's bluffing nah

Woke up in the morning with a fucking pen and a pistol

I put one to the paper, I put one to my fears

Stuck up a shop with the pen then I shot up my notebook

I'm reading bullet holes, I wish a fucka would

[Chorus:]

I wish a motherfucker would tell me that I ain't hip hop

Bitch you ain't hip hop

I wish a motherfucker would tell me that my shit gonna flop

Bitch your shit shit gonna flop

I wish a motherfucker would tell me that I ain't hip hop

Bitch you ain't hip hop

I wish a motherfucker would

I wish a motherfucker would

[Verse 2:]

Hello all my fellow crooks as I let the cigarello cook

I'm kool-aid, I got that ghetto hook

I got a white bitch who said she went to Pebblebrook

Graduated in '03 and love Yelawolf

I got more numbers than a yellow book

And I took more shots than Carmello took

So I'm used to being an underdog

Send my goons to come assault every last one of y'all

No wonder all they brawl take their pajamas off

Lick up on da balls whenever I want to call

I'm a convict but I don't wear orange

I'm so raw, catch me in my rare form

I been fly, my momma gave birth to me on a plane

Nigga so I guess you could say I'm airborne

I'm running my city getting my mayor on

Stay on my grizzly, you know I bear arms

[Chorus:]

I wish a motherfucker would try to run up on me, I keep that clip cocked

I wish a motherfucker would tell that ain't kush that's in my ziploc

I wish a motherfucker would tell me I ain't hip hop, bitch my shit hot

I wish a motherfucker would

I wish a motherfucker would

[Verse 3:]

Au contraire mon frere one pure pain giver

Don't ingest this, it might cause corrosion of the liver

Yeah toxic, dropkick opponents on arrival

This ain't hip hop, this is the manual to survival

Take notes fake folks, imitators and lovers

A true to life Jesus risen up from the gutter

I'm on one, different from the rest of you rappers

And that's real shit, Pill spits exactly what happened

This is chemistry?

Please explain the vivid scenes of what occurred on streets

And I doubt if you know what it really means

Cultural differences divide us and our nemesis

When music is the food for living I think we all forgetting this

Born into poverty, hard torn obviously

Dad gone so we trying to figure out how to eat

Older brother hustling, momma working overtime

Now I'm standing in the kitchen whipping bakin soda time

[Chorus:]

I wish a motherfucker would tell me this ain't straight drop yams fresh out the pot

I wish a motherfucker would tell me this ain't a trap spot serving it to a block

I wish a motherfucker would tell me this ain't a yam shop, come and order your rocks

I wish a motherfucker would

I wish a motherfucker would

Thanks to Ben for correcting these lyrics