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I wish a [bad word] the best of a lucka Suckers can kiss my pickle, adjust your lip up and [bad word] pucker I got pull like a [bad word] specifically southern Louie the Slugger Tucked on the [bad word] 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 [bad word] get pummelled and beat Underneath the concrete like a street plumber Give me the bucks from in the trees hundreds of leaves Cover the Mossy Oak sleeves I got it, believe it momma Corny [bad word] we shuck em And animals, we stuff em, a cannibal, he's bluffing nah Woke up in the morning with a [bad word] 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 I [bad word] would [bad word] I wish a [bad word] would tell me that I ain't hip hop [bad word] you ain't hip hop I wish a [bad word] would tell me that my [bad word] gonna flop [bad word] your [bad word] [bad word] gonna flop I wish a [bad word] would tell me that I ain't hip hop [bad word] you ain't hip hop I wish a [bad word] would I wish a [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] assault every last one of y'all No wonder all they brawl take their pajamas off Look up ? 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 [bad word] so I guess you could say I'm airborne [bad word] my city getting my mayor on Stay on my grizzly, you know I bear arms [bad word] I wish a [bad word] would try [bad word] up on me, I keep that clip [bad word] I wish a [bad word] would tell that ain't kush that's in my zip look I wish a [bad word] would tell me I ain't hip hop, [bad word] my [bad word] hot I wish a [bad word] would I wish a [bad word] 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 [bad word] to life Jesus risen up from the gutter I'm awesome, different from the rest of you rappers And that's real [bad word] 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 That ain't going so we trying to figure out how to eat Older brother hustling, momma working overtime Now I'm standing in the kitchen whipping bank it's soda time [bad word] I wish a [bad word] would tell me this ain't straight drop yams fresh out the pot I wish a [bad word] would tell me this ain't a trout spot serving it to a block I wish a [bad word] would tell me this ain't a yam [bad word] and order your rocks I wish a [bad word] would I wish a [bad word] would