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  • Текст песни Yelawolf - - Best Friend ft. Eminem

    Исполнитель: Yelawolf
    Название песни: - Best Friend ft. Eminem
    Дата добавления: 05.06.2016 | 00:31:01
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    Ain't never been much of the church type
    But I believe in the last days
    I walk through Hell almost every night
    But I believe it's a pathway
    Say boy, what you doin' with your life
    With those tattoos on your face?
    Say boy, you know that you'll pay the price
    Well, I guess I'll see when I head that way

    Припев: Yelawolf
    To the father son and holy spirit
    I hold you nearest
    My best friend, best friend
    Let the trumpets blow with your appearance
    I can almost hear it
    My best friend, best friend
    When you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit
    Behold these lyrics
    I got a best friend, best friend
    Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend, yeah
    Куплет: Yelawolf
    I don't know much about Holy Bibles
    But I grew up in the Bible Belt
    I put my love for a woman on idle
    Because I got beat with my mama's belt
    But I learned from my mistakes
    Try hard to respect people for what they believe in
    But if you spit on my fucking grave
    And wish me Hell then I wish you well
    I'mma send you straight up to my best friend
    Припев: Yelawolf
    To the father son and holy spirit
    I hold you nearest
    My best friend, best friend
    Let the trumpets blow with your appearance
    I can almost hear it
    My best friend, best friend
    When you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit
    Behold these lyrics
    I got a best friend, best friend
    Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend, yeah

    Куплет: Eminem
    God, please would you arm me with the armor?
    They call me when there's drama like Gandhi
    Could have gone the other way many times
    Could have turned Dalai with the lama
    But I squash my beefs when things seem to be looking decent
    Recently, but don't jinx it
    It's like Clint Eastwood looking for peace
    Though maybe not for the inner
    The priest stood, but at least should
    Make an attempt to show some remorse
    And then be some sort of a repenter
    For the people I've been a minister
    Not a preacher, but a shit starter and a finisher
    In the mind of a thick skin, but a short temper
    This patience of mine is thinner
    Than twine is when I get attacked
    So I might say something back that might offend you
    So if you don't like when I rap
    What I have to say on the mic then you
    Might wanna act just like quarterbacks
    And take a fuckin' hike when I snap cause I'm a sinner

    (I got a best friend, best friend)

    My butt, balls and intestines
    And ain't never been yes men
    They gon' tell me when I'm fuckin' up
    The minute I'm ever giving it less then
    I'm about to vomit and I can feel it coming
    Cause failure's something I can barely stomach
    And I only listen to my guts
    So unless you're my fuckin' belly button
    Don't tell me nothin'
    You ain't my (best friend, best friend)
    Who you think I'm talking 'bout?
    Lifts me up when I'm down and out
    Still look to him without a doubt
    Still got a (best friend, best friend)
    Shout it out like there's never been a louder mouth
    Should have never been allowed, I'm out
    Now that I got a higher power
    Now with a black out power, out is out
    Like powerless, but they crowd around
    They tend to flock like shepherds to black sheep
    But I be the worst thing that these motherfuckers ever heard
    When I'm counted out
    You be D-O-A, then announced
    They pronounce you dead when they sound it out
    So prepare for a rival, your arch enemy surrounds you now
    He's all around you
    Not even a doctor's at the hospital
    He could have shigy-shocked you back to life
    It's im-piggy-possible to revive you
    That's word to the digy-doctor
    You stopping and that's not an option
    Something I'm not gonna do
    I'm the Iggy-Pop of hip-hop when I walk in the booth
    Dawg, I'm the truth like Biggie rockin' with 2Pac in the suit
    Talking to Proof dropping a deuce
    Fill up a syllable clip like a refillable strip, cock and I shoot
    Who you think's my Glock that I use?
    That I pull from to get my strength up against these haters
    And they be waiting at the gate
    When you get sprayed up, sitting you hoes straight up
    To deal with my (best friend, best friend)

    Припев: Yelawolf
    To the father son and holy spirit
    I hold you nearest
    My best friend, best friend
    Let the trumpets blow with your appearance
    I can almost hear it
    My best friend, best friend
    When you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit
    Behold these lyrics
    I got a best friend, best friend
    Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend, yeah

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