Yelawolf - Low Class Pride lyrics
rate me<strong>Low Class Pride Lyrics</strong>
Hook
Raise your glass for the people with trash bag blinds(Eminem: Raise it!)
You like to judge, but I find that you don’t ask why (Eminem: Oh no uhuh)
Kiss my ass if you ain’t on our side (Eminem: Kiss it!)
We’ll be on all sides
Surround you, this is low class pride
Hey girl I like that famous hoodie, do it come in camo?
A pack of Camels and I’m goodie with a little Daniels
The Chevy wired got the 24 tires
24 hours wired ain’t tired
Bottles on floor smoke swirling spirals around the wood panels
Every porch got an old man picking on them teeth with a switchblade
Cut your hand hopping the barbed wire fence
You fix that motherfucker up with some grip tape
Shaved heads and dreads it’s all good my town
Gotta get some blood on your shoes
If you wanna be you wanna eat good in my town
Got a good memory you solve that problem with a lil liquor
Lil sister gone hungry no more
Ever since my hands got a lil quicker
Snatch a meal and a pack to calm the nerves
How you gonna pay when time is all you earn?
Hook
Raise your glass for the people with trash bag blinds (Eminem: Raise it!)
You like to judge, but I find that you don’t ask why (Eminem: Oh no uhuh)
Kiss my ass if you ain’t on our side (Eminem: Kiss it!)
We’ll be on all sides
Surround you, this is low class pride
Most you people don’t know shit
About the cabins in the boonies and the muddy footprints
Following to your doorstep when your momma
Out of work and can’t pay the rent
Asking how we gonna make some stacks
So we make mistakes pay the tab
They putting dollars on our heads, crack our heads everyday
Mr. Sherriff take it back
I never done shit but grind boards and party, how you gonna ask me where I’m going?
My buddy JC down on the block, and early release (???) showing
(???) smog in the air leaves that chemical on your tongue
We ain’t dumb but round these parts ain’t much to become
So we party, we drink, we smoke when we young
Yeah buddy ain’t nothing like where I’m from
Hook
Raise your glass for the people with trash bag blinds (Eminem: Raise it!)
You like to judge, but I find that you don’t ask why (Eminem: Oh no uhuh)
Kiss my ass if you ain’t on our side (Eminem: Kiss it!)
We’ll be on all sides
Surround you, this is low class pride
I’m like déjà homie, my views ain’t changing, I’m still me
Still got the touch but you know I give a fuck if you feel me
The real me will never leave, I just moved outta Warren
Brought white trash to high class
How the fuck you ignore him?
My neighbors looking at me funny, I guess the tats are abnormal
You’re so formal
You ain’t worn a wife beater before huh?
The ketchup stains on yo jeans add character
Don’t let them (???) embarrass ya
I’m a marriage of everything you claim is wrong with America
From the old trailer in Kansas to living mansion to mansion
I give a damn, me and Yela got the tramps giving in, dancing
Smack a bitch to the ground if she trips that’s good old fashion ho down
Slow down? How can I?
My whips too quick, I give a shit if I’m disturbing yo town
Whoa now, I’m so loud, the belligerent asshole
Trailer anthem, D to Bama, tell them to (???) and that’s all
