Yelawolf

Yelawolf - Led Zeppelin (Freestyle) lyrics

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Talking to myself it’s like talking to God

Mine it’s the God and religion

It’s the miracle and heavy coming assistance

It’s like yo, I’m locked on prison

My war espirit turn into a big horror

Here he got me at your goal and

Shit Yella make me pop and truck, Yella make me pop and truck

Damn, he een don’t know I did it

Don’t pull it to pop on me, on me music ain’t the line you wanna imitate beside

My life ain’t even closer, if you see that coaster

See on there back left side

You will back up wild, I’mma how wild

Like waw, like I’mma stune ya

Really you? Yeah, me in school

In the both with a missing tooth

Listen to me ain’t a movie make

You can name and you you can fit the shade

Ain’t no fucking hate, you can chop all day but they ain’t

I’mma Malla way, sitting in the shase, zip until the blay

Ain’t no body even in my better

This is more often that all my play

With the same marks when this camera hits

They gonna have to fucking plan for today

With a scinetist to see what Yella brain is

I’mma language about the old this

I’ma flame with that cury atist

Probably the way they get to

I was on the top of the atmosphere with a bottle in my head

Me and Earth with a lobber on the scene, hell yeah

I’mma fucking mermaid ha?

Bellow the belt god-damn you

You may need a nurce, ha?

Your car alarm chirps ha?

Every time you see these tattose ha?

Your car alamr work ha?

Don’t worry I don’t drive Fords

Now, I prefer to keep it legal in the freedom

With the speaker witch I speak to people

I can sit on dark and leave this on same pick _______(?)

And leave the inspiration, flick the kicks and even be

At least fucking the seeds so at least doing the crack

You on your back, thinking with your evil

Banging with you even, get up on the halley, get up on the cars

He say: ”Don’t fight, cross and bring the fire”

You fucking with a master rap design

You stucking in the elevator with the mind

Do me and hit it serious you hit it with the rhyme

Ain’t aware that you try to push up on time

Come all the shots, cuz I shot in time, fuck the time, watch me

I’ma diam, keep in line, pass B

Open mind, I’mma down all this

Fucking lines, I’mma tend people skin

I’mma five call her back sit

25 cents in the 2 pints on my mind while I’ms sticking new beat

Took the side lean, too the bright gens

Took the good booth as the right clean

I die, meaning on vibe see,

Got a pound for the world, got in mind for the words

Better keep that fucking town with a hallo enough to serve

For a new rap fucking serve

For the brand new shevy in the right purpule and the curve

Beter got it the hole life in this

Better hold on mamma like tonight so it’s all ya showing life

Talking was when he show that pipe

With those shoes, geting bitch

What’s the wife, where’s the _______(?)

Geting it in the vibe and weed

Give it like hide your veine

In the hotel door, where do the Bible be?

Why will __________(?) guns in the fucking head

Why would I gonna be, guns to the fucking head

Why would I gonna be, want it for that life on me

Cuz I’mma fucking see, alright in my head and yo

Migh buy roaf and you

And I won’t tell the ____________(?)

Liberate your mind, I’ll put it throw you now

I’m on aka baby, baby don’t you penetate

You go fucking tell, straight to the back and your mind

Of an intelectual will, straight to the mind and wax and pow

Fucking in for deal , ain’t no fucking farytale

Don’t drip to this and I’m mary, get myself

The hurt I get, it’s more scary, more hurts to myself

The virb my torry I’mma rap the story

The story of my life ______(?)

___________(?) why this mrk is getting to your death

I rock with this booth

Better go get your tie

Many ____(?) see I like this hell

Sitting in the wind, I’m multy task

Knock with some plus and drop throw some push up

And you saw all this military arms

You thought I was gone but here I come again

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