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<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

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