my shit

Bad Apple

Im The Type Of Guy

Lets Get Lost

Boss Of The Stix

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OUTLAW SHIT Lyrics 

(STRUGGLE)
She said storms never last
So I'm lookin' out the window like
When's it gonna pass
I need some cash, I did the math
It always ends in subtraction
Is it fate or just the laws of attraction
I'll never know..
Posi-Traction..
Fast-lane cocaine dealer
Tryna' hide the pain
With these pain killers
I don't want my soul to be stained
To obtain my wealth
I couldn't learn from his mistakes
I had to make 'em myself
An I ain't never been scared
Though reality is frightening
My 3 year old daughter's name
Came from my indictments
Like a VH1 story with a hard ending
I'm serving a life sentence
An I still got a charge pending
Seems like everywhere I go now they watchin'
Hiding this pain in my eyes behind Versaces
I cant sleep I'm too busy chasing dreams 
An the feds sent a posse down like I an't never seen

(WAYLON JENNINGS) (chorus)
Don't you think this outlaw shit
Has gotten out of hand
What started out to be a joke
The law don't understand

(STRUGGLE)
I've always been crazy
But it kept me from going insane
I grew up thinking it's part of the game
Them outlaws always taught me
Bad guys are the feds
Don't get high on your supply
Dour brain will look like eggs
In a skillet 
Yeah can you feel it
Forget it
80's baby, crack era
That's how I'm 'a get it
Fresh up out of jail
New plan, new man
But I can't seem to change who I am
I'm a hustler
I been runnin' for so long from them boys
I can't go to sleep without the noise
Television's on, .40 by my head
Layin' on the couch while my shorty's in the bed
If I stay awake till 5 I'll probably sell another ounce
Shoes tied tight just in case I gotta bounce
Hear their tires hit the gravel
How they know i'm back at it
Little girl looking 'daddy why you in the attic?'
I'm hiding...

(WAYLON JENNINGS) (chorus)
Don't you think this outlaw shit
Has gotten out of hand
What started out to be a joke
The law don't understand

(YELAWOLF)
It's a beautiful view
When you're lookin' down
From this high
Over snow capped mountains
Crimson dyed
Don't give my momma black roses
I got a gun but i'm not strong enough to hold it
Crimson dyed
A broken record for a token
Pay a silver dollar for another crime story
But when you're lookin' down
From this high
An I just made it to the clouds
An it'll be a while before I hit the ground
An taking freedom from me now
Would be like taking water from the nile
Because the river still flows
From a story that a dam couldn't hold

(WAYLON JENNINGS) (chorus)
Don't you think this outlaw shit
Has gotten out of hand
What started out to be a joke
The law don't understand

Outlaw Shit Ft. Yelawolf & Waylon Jennings

Jelly Roll - Champion

Jelly Roll - Get away

Jelly Roll - I Want It All

What They Waitin' On - Produced by Broadway
Released on The Big Sal Story 
ReReleased on Whiskey Weed & Women as bonus track. 
Mixed & Mastered by @MixedByGreenway
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What They Waitin' On **Edited Version***

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WE'RE GONNA RIDE
Lyrics

(JOHNNY CASH)
An we're gonna ride, we're gonna ride
Ride like  a one-eyed Jack of Diamonds with the devil close behind
An we're gonna ride, we're gonna ride
Ride like  a one-eyed Jack of Diamonds with the devil close behind

(STRUGGLE)
The river ran dry, but the storm's comin'
The drought's almost over, but we're still mournin'
The picture's gettin' blury, like this windy road
Cause I can only see you now when my eyes is closed
I know I'm supposed to keep your name alive, but it hurts to speak it
Memories is bittersweet, that's how I prefer to keep it
I'm bout to lose my top like the champaign that we used to pop
Drivin' like that time we almost died tryna' lose the cops
But we're gon' ride again in that Cutlass with them golden wings
Arms hangin' out the window, doin' ninety while Waylon sings
Sweet chariot swing low homey an scoop me up
Before one of these hatin' motherfuckers shoot me up

(JOHNNY CASH)
An we're gonna ride, we're gonna ride
Ride like  a one-eyed Jack of Diamonds with the devil close behind
An we're gonna ride, we're gonna ride
Ride like  a one-eyed Jack of Diamonds with the devil close behind

(STRUGGLE)
No smooth rides, so I grind harder
My whole life been cuttin' it close like a blind barber
Fightin' for my freedom, cause I seen freedom lost
I seen 'em never get paid but have to pay the cost
I hear the concrete crack every time you say you miss me
You waitin' on parole, two-thousand-an-fifty
Even if we both gone I'll be waitin' at them gates for ya'
With some new J's an one of momma's plates for ya'
The blank envelopes, lost letters that I never sent you
They told me it would be easier if I could just forget you
Cause you ain't comin' home, I'll never see you again
But that's a lie cause I will an (we gonna ride) 

(JOHNNY CASH)
An we're gonna ride, we're gonna ride
Ride like  a one-eyed Jack of Diamonds with the devil close behind
An we're gonna ride, we're gonna ride
Ride like  a one-eyed Jack of Diamonds with the devil close behind

(STRUGGLE)
The tires' bald, but the paint's wore
The seats is tore, but this motor roars
I'm runnin' hot but I refuse to blow a head gasket
I missed my turn back there, I musta' sped past it
In the fast lane tryna' see the scenery
I wanna slow down to smell the roses an the greenery
But these streets have left a smell of betrayal and distrust
There's nothin' to discuss, this is us
Outlaws an we gon' ride for eternity
Ain't no Pat Garret in my blood, it ain't no turnin' me
But for currency I seen they transmission slip
I started this with the intention that I would finish it

(JOHNNY CASH)
An we're gonna ride, we're gonna ride
Ride like  a one-eyed Jack of Diamonds with the devil close behind
An we're gonna ride, we're gonna ride
Ride like  a one-eyed Jack of Diamonds with the devil close behind

(WAYLON)
I'm gonna find me a reckless woman
Razorblades an dice in her eyes
Just a touch of sadness in her fingers
Thunder an lightning in her eyes

(JOHNNY CASH)
An we're gonna ride, we're gonna ride
Ride like  a one-eyed Jack of Diamonds with the devil close behind
An we're gonna ride, we're gonna ride
Ride like  a one-eyed Jack of Diamonds with the devil close behind

We're Gonna Ride Ft. Waylon Jennings & Johnny Cash

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THE DANCE Lyrics

(STRUGGLE)
The DJ playin' us some crazy songs 
But we still dance along, hopin' that it carries on
When I met her I ain't wanna let her in my heart
Cause I was facin' twenty-five, goodbye's so fuckin' hard
I let go an let God, was lighter than a feather
We beat the case together, told you that the dust would settle
Never say never, the world is at our finger tips
Every day's a holiday so I bring her gifts
Try to design her, dress her in designer
She told me that the finer things never would define her
Just wanted to let her sit back, chill, recliner
Never wanted to let the tears smear her eyeliner

(GARTH BROOKS)
And I'm glad I didn't know
The way that it would end
The way that it would go
Our lives
Are better left to chance
Could've missed the pain
But I'd've had to miss the dance

(STRUGGLE)
Remember that dance on the boat on the river
Passing the city, under the bridge, I proposed
I still remember your glow
I still remember that song, how's it go
I still remember the kiss we kissed under the mistletoe (oh)
I still remember that blue dress on the waterfall
Where we took our vows, I can recall it all
Like it was yesterday, yeah some of the best of days
Just let the record play, let's dance the stress away
Cause i'd be blessed to stay, because i'm blessed to say
My sin was not writin' this sooner, I confessed today
Let's put the rest away, but bring the past with us
We gotta smile to keep from cryin' so let 'em laugh with us

(GARTH BROOKS)
And i'm glad i didn't know
The way that it would end
The way that it would go
Our lives
Are better left to chance
Could've missed the pain
But i'd have had to miss the dance

(STRUGGLE)
The pictures flash before my teary eyes
I didn't know before but now i understand
So clearly why, why we met an fell so deep in love
An why we still danced in the rain even though our feet were stuck in mud
And why I'm at a peaceful place with this fed case
They tryna' take my life this time, no time to waste
So incase just hold me tight and lets slow waltz
No pointin' fingers no regrets, uh-uh, no faults
Cause they can throw salt, we add flour an make bread
I'll have to charge it to the game, I hope they take lead
Regardless they cant take the memories that we have
We gotta smile to keep from cryin' so this time we laugh

(GARTH BROOKS)
and i'm glad i didn't know
the way that it would end
the way that it would go
our lives
are better left to chance
could've missed the pain
but i'd have had to miss the dance

The Dance

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WATER INTO WINE Lyrics

(STRUGGLE)
Life took a turn for the better, I'm on the right road
I'm weighed down, I've never carried a light load
A lotta' turbulence, bumpy ride on my flight flown
I cause a light show every time that the fights on
You gotta feel me, it's my life that I fight for
Can't forget where I been, no tellin' where I might go
I was flyin' no string so the kite's gone
Searchin' through the pain in my story for the right song
While the night's long, but the day's gone
She told me she had had enough, just to stay gone
If I could carry more than C notes I'd sing songs
Awards Im'a' bring 'em home
We'll wake up till the dream is gone

(WAYLON)
Fiddle's don't make violins
Hotel rooms don't make homes
Can't turn water into wine
Can't make a rock from a rolling stone

(STRUGGLE)
Papa's a rollin' stone, mamma's a real angel
Walkin' behind untangled the web that I had tangled
Back an forth across the table like ping pong
I'm at the door, you hear the doorbell, ding dong
The smoke's chockin' me, tell 'em clean the bong
You got more obstacles for me to jump, then bring them on
I'm in the field suited up with my cleats on
Tryna' get up out these streets but keep writin' these street songs
The heat's on, it's too hot? Hop up out the skillet
You say you been, if you ain't in it then you can't feel it
I tell the truth in every song so I'm incriminated
This is me goin' toe to toe, I'm not intimidated

(WAYLON)
Fiddle's don't make violins
Hotel rooms don't make homes
Can't turn water into wine
Can't make a rock from a rolling stone

(STRUGGLE)
Fame ain't gon' change me, money ain't gon' make me
Only doin' what you would if you could so don't hate me
I'm carryin' ten times of my weight, it won't break me
I'm somethin' new so they don't quite know how to take me
I'm in a good space, like "fuck what they say" lately
Hatred is an ugly trait an they afraid to face me
You'll never find another me so don't replace me
Embrace me, I'm up against the world, standin' bravely
Maybe just maybe, one day they'll pay me
The respect that I've earned on the daily since the eighties
Over a thousand songs that I may never sing
Cause they tellin' me right now freedom's bell may never ring

(WAYLON)
Fiddle's don't make violins
Hotel rooms don't make homes
Can't turn water into wine
Can't make a rock from a rolling stone

Water Into Wine

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IF TOMORROW NEVER COMES Lyrics

(STRUGGLE)
Life's been a crazy ride, taught to look into the sky
Never ask no questions why, but now all I do is question
Would it all be different if I would of asked more questions
No time for stressin', gotta close the bottle top
Full speed ahead like the throttle body's locked
Took the brake pads off, time to grind hard
I'm short on good luck like I wrote nine bars
An the seventh's still missin'
Made false promises, will heaven still listen?
Still in the kitchen cookin' dinner for a house full
They can't digest me, but I still give 'em a mouthful
Yeah, I try to keep it all tasteful
The bitter truth lays so heavy on the tastebuds
My cuttin' board's fulla' onions so my sleeve's wet
I'm lookin' back like "no regrets"

(PATTI)
If tomorrow never comes
I'll still have you for today
Paint a picture of your face
Remember what you say
If tomorrow never comes
I'll still have you for today
Paint a picture of your face
Remember you this way

(STRUGGLE)
I gotta headache, no it's not a tumor
I'm just hopin' that these kids don't listen to the rumors
An think that daddy was a bad man
To feed 'em I'd jump through hoops an do a handstand
On a bed of nails, in a thunderstorm
Did a year in jail, I'd do a hundred more
Just to make sure that they had what they need
I'm solar powered, never fueled by the greed
A good seed but I was planted in a bad place
With no light, no water in a cold vase
Cold case, will I ever know the verdict
Station's fulla' static, wishin' I could turn it
Yeah, but my reception's gettin' clearer
Antenna's up an I adjusted all my mirrors
If this airbag fails in the streets
Then turn the volume up an play me on repeat

(PATTI)
If tomorrow never comes
I'll still have you for today
Paint a picture of your face
Remember what you say
If tomorrow never comes
I'll still have you for today
Paint a picture of your face
Remember you this way

If tomorrow came (yeah)
I'd stand with you in the pouring rain (let it rain)
Wearing nothing but the pain (uh huh)
If tomorrow came (let's fly)
We'd be flying through fire (let it burn)
If tomorrow came

If tomorrow never comes
I'll still have you for today
Paint a picture of your face
Remember what you say
If tomorrow never comes
I'll still have you for today
Paint a picture of your face
Remember you this way


If Tomorrow Never Comes

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GIVE ME MY FLOWERS Lyrics

(STRUGGLE)
Surf's up, feel like I'm ridin' on a tidal wave
I'll be home put my plate off in the microwave
I do it my way, this is Massbaum
I'ma' make it, take it to the bank, cash bonds
Some of ya'll kept it real the whole time
Others dried up an flaked, pork rinds
Pop a cork time, toast to the lifespan
Burnin' candle an a four five on the nightstand
take flight man, that what my family say
Please don't let him win, that's what the haters pray
I'm in the winner's circle but never won a race
I'm in the right state of mind but feelin' outa' place
They wanna take a shot, shit better aim high
I drove this road so ya' ain't have to take the same ride
This the same guy who sacrificed for ya'll to eat
So tell me how you feel before I rest in peace

Standin' all alone, starin' at the sky
Head in the clouds, wishin' I could fly
The only thing in life that's certain is I'ma' die
So I'm askin' ya'll to gimme' my flowers while I'm alive

(LAURA)
Give me my flowers while I'm still alive
Cause one day you're here then you're gone
The only thing that's certain in life is I'ma' die
So cherish me while I'm still at home

(STRUGGLE)
Heard through the grapevine, but I tried to doubt it
Heard you'd never cross me, shit but you thought about it
You seen a hundred grand, would never steal from me
Said you 'member when I came through with that bill money
It's real funny, facing thirty all alone
I gotta month to the trial, you ain't called the phone
They like to say they know me when they got my G's with 'em
Quick to say they hate me if someone agrees with 'em
The apple look right but gotta' bad seed in 'em
I been bit by these snakes so I bleed venom
I keep grinnin', even in my darkest hour
You say you love me, gimme my flowers

Standin' all alone, starin' at the sky
Head in the clouds, wishin' I could fly
The only thing in life that's certain is I'ma' die
So I'm askin' ya'll to gimme' my flowers while I'm alive

(LAURA)
Give me my flowers while I'm still alive
Cause one day you're here then you're gone
The only thing that's certain in life is I'ma' die
So cherish me while I'm still at home

(STRUGGLE)
Fifty miles an runnin' in the old Lincoln
I told you hop up out the ship when the boat's sinking
I'm the captain, I'ma' die with the Black Pearl
Leave my soul in the bottom of this black world
Lay it all on the line for La Familia
I think I been here before, it's all familiar
Know that I was righteous in my last life
Messed up this go around, trapped in the fast life
With my cash right, an my squad tight
Last night I found myself with a flashlight (hello)
If I die tonight, don't cry them big tears
Just let 'em know what I did here

Standin' all alone, starin' at the sky
Head in the clouds, wishin' I could fly
The only thing in life that's certain is I'ma' die
So I'm askin' ya'll to gimme' my flowers while I'm alive

(LAURA)
Give me my flowers while I'm still alive
Cause one day you're here then you're gone
The only thing that's certain in life is I'ma' die
So cherish me while I'm still at home


Give Me My Flowers

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ANOTHER PLACE & ANOTHER TIME Lyrics

(WAYLON)
That was another place an another time

(STRUGGLE)
Raised by an outlaw, born to a hustler
Searchin' for my daddy's killer, where's Colonel Mustard
Never knew black an white, only rich or poor
Momma's standin' in the rain, knockin' on the preacher's door
She had problems, had to mend on her own
So she left her little homey at home (yeah)
To fend for his own, fourteen an I'm forced to be grown
I'm at the kitchen table splittin' a zone
Gotta get money
No lights, stay warm, smell the propane
Lookin' through the neighbor's window just to catch the Soul Train
Live by the creed, persuaded by the dope man
I seen lives turn to ashes on a coke can
Still received profits from things that were wrong
The CD was scratched but they was playin' my song
With the clip on the K I'm so bananas
Tryna' hide myself behind black bandannas

(SHOOTER)
There were Kings an Queens on down the line
That was another place and another time
An your memory is splattered on my mind
That was another place and another time

(STRUGGLE)
I feel immortal, ways are so immoral
Fate trapped on tapes in a Federal recorder (yeah)
So force the aura to give ya'll a good vide
No paranoia, constant smiles like a good high
But all the while inside the chamber anger bubbles
Why struggle, hear the pain inside a hustler's mumble
even though it sounds subtle I can still hear it loud
Got faith to move mountains can I move this crowd
I got my goals in clear view I'm headin' for it
But first I gotta' hit these streets an get the bread for it
Feds takin' pictures, but I still move
I might win this round but I'ma' still lose
Ten grand in the bag, brown bag special
Underneath the seat, a thirty eight special
Witness said "sketch 'em", detective said "we'll catch 'em"
Papa's still contestin', but momma said "arrest 'em"

(SHOOTER)
Only mountains an rivers remain
That was another place and another time
Your memory is splattered on my mind
That was another place and another time

(STRUGGLE)
Real life I'm out here fightin' the curse
Real talk, my real life lives on every verse
I'm an outlaw, life has took a turn for the worse
Feel like I'm hustlin backwards like the fifth to the first
But I endure the struggle, I embrace the hustle
With the weight of my hood on my back it's makin' muscle
I'm like a hustler on his last pack, Earnhardt on his last lap
Pac on his last track, It's all on the line
I struggled for a moment in time, now I feel like this moment is mine
(whatchu' say Struggle?)
I struggled for a moment in time, now I feel like this moment is mine
An I'll be damned if I let you throw a wrench in my grind, I'm clenchin' my nine
Be damned if I sit in this line, I wait for no man
It's certain what I got I deserved it, if you try to take it from me then it's curtains
(we'll holler atcha')

(SHOOTER)
Only Kings an Queens on down the line
That was another place and another time
An your memory's are splattered on my mind
That was another place and another time

I know that only mountains an rivers remained
But that was another place an another time
Oh your memory's splattered on my mind
Oh but that was another place an another time


Another Place & Another Time Ft. Shooter Jennings

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MAMA (Oh Sweet Mama) Lyrics

(WAYLON)
Momma, oh sweet momma, say you love me
Let me hold you, hold you in my arms
Don't tell me that I'm really fallin' to pieces
Momma, oh sweet momma, say you love me

(STRUGGLE)
Jack Daniels tears on a dear Strugg letter
Said she wanted to love me, but I never would let her
Fed up, she let up, let go, got out
Guess I shoulda' got up from the table when she shot out
UH, but I didn't I was sittin' countin' money
Speed limit was thirty five, I'm doin' a hundred
I can hear that train comin' I'm still walkin' on these tracks
Hold up girl where you goin'? Ay, bring it back
I'm out here bout to get it, I know I been gone too long
I'm a vagabond, dreamer, rhymer, singer of these songs
I ain't livin' long like this without you
I can't put these pieces back together without glue

(WAYLON)
Momma, oh sweet momma, say you love me
Let me hold you, hold you in my arms
Don't tell me that I'm really fallin' to pieces
Momma, oh sweet momma, say you love me

(STRUGGLE)
The camel's back's broke that was the last straw
We both throwin' punches, we got glass jaws
It hurts deep cause the love's strong
Damn, my favorite jams is the love songs
So I'm just sittin' here just listenin' to Usher on repeat
While the harder that I pull it just pushes you leave
We supposed to be some grown-ups an this is how we act?
Why you keep walkin' away girl? Bring it back
I'm feelin' like you never really loved me from the start
You can't love me from your purse you gotta' love me from your heart
So even though these times is hard I'm out here grindin'
I'm the King of Hearts baby, not the Jack of Diamonds

I'm not the Jack of Diamonds, baby
I'm not worried about all this money, the money comes an goes
What we got is here right now, that's why they jealous of us
So when they throw salt, let's add flour an make bread
The hate is irrelevant when the love is present
Shut up an tell me you love me

(WAYLON)
Momma, oh sweet momma, say you love me
Let me hold you, hold you in my arms
Don't tell me that I'm really fallin' to pieces
Momma, oh sweet momma, say you love me

Mama (Oh Sweet Mama)

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CRAZY Lyrics

(WAYLON)
I've aways been different with one foot over the line
Windin' up somewhere one step ahead or behind
It ain't been so easy but I guess I shouldn't complain
I've always been crazy but it's kept me from goin' insane

(STRUGGLE)
Outlaw shit four five in my Levis
Got stung gettin' honey out the bee hive
DEA wanna see me locked up
Two lines popped up, old girl's knocked up
Scratch scratch back to the drawin' board scribble
Man down but the ball's in my court, dribble
Everybody wanna rock if they don't roll
Paid that toll without sellin' my soul
This is how the game goes, no I demand more
 Everything you been through in your life is what I stand for
I won't budge, run an tell that
Monkey on my back like the man with the yellow hat
If she curious, call me Jorge
Missed her chance like she came before the four play
Uninvited but I made it through the doorway
Black sheep, no shepperd that's my forte

(WAYLON)
I've aways been different with one foot over the line
Windin' up somewhere one step ahead or behind
It ain't been so easy but I guess I shouldn't complain
I've always been crazy but it's kept me from goin' insane

(STRUGGLE)
Momma told me never hit your brakes when it's slick out
Daddy told me always pull your dick out
Still check your chick out, even when I'm with my girl
Cause Jellyroll told me "share picky with the world"
Cashville rider, west side ratchet
Gotta problem with these Feds won't bury this hatchet
They know they wrong an I know I'm right
So we dancin' round an round like a slow Prom night
Click clack bang bang still reppin' A Game
Talk slick, put your shit on the woodgrain
Goddamn man black paint, blue velvet
Blue suede shoes, biggest thing since Elvis
Jailhouse rock, I'ma' hound dog
Still runnin' from your shadow like a groundhog
Won't stand up, thats your downfall
Back at home even if I hit a ground ball

(WAYLON)
I've aways been different with one foot over the line
Windin' up somewhere one step ahead or behind
It ain't been so easy but I guess I shouldn't complain
I've always been crazy but it's kept me from goin' insane

(STRUGGLE)
Forty five colt hangin' out of my denim
Find out where it hurts then I hit 'em
Got pitbulls, sick sick get 'em
But they said I'm wrong for the way that I did 'em
Shit, hop off of the boat afloat, no stow aways
All I know is digital scales an a throw away
West side raised, south side paid
May be a little crazy but I'm not insane

(WAYLON)
I've aways been different with one foot over the line
Windin' up somewhere one step ahead or behind
It ain't been so easy but I guess I shouldn't complain
I've always been crazy but it's kept me from goin' insane

Crazy

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ARE YOU READY FOR THE COUNTRY Lyrics

(WAYLON)
Slippin' an a' slidin', playin' dominoes
Leftin' an a' rightin', ain't a crime you know
Well you gotta tell your story boy, before it's time to go

(STRUGGLE)
Show me what it was an I'ma' show you what it will be
I got my hand on my nuts, can you feel me?
To each his own, I can't worry about his grind
This ain't no dress rehearsal homey, this the big time
We are professionals, this is my profession
Story of an Outlaw, this is my confession
No recession, the struggle can't be fabricated
They placed a bet against us, so they mad we made it
They can hate it, they can't stop it, it's irrelevant
Been doin' this since 81, growth and development
Born in the wolves den, became one of them
Lived off hand-me-downs, second hand of sin

(WAYLON)
Are you ready for the country, ready for me?
Get ready for the country, get ready for me
Are you ready for the country, ready for me?
Get ready for the country, ain't I a sight to see

(STRUGGLE)
We are the shooters not the shot at, the ones who never got out,
in these streets chasin' money till it's hot out
If you got a weak stomach don't listen
My story's fulla' murder an suspense, John Grisham
Pain on the pages, not for all ages
Pedal to the metal so I redline all these gauges
Got young spirit old soul like my father
Travelled through muddy water just to get back to the alter
Caught up in the trap, but the trap set me free tonight
The game's dehydrated, yeah I got that Pedialight
They hungry so I feed 'em right
It's dark, I let 'em see the light
My circle's small, I keep it tight
I hope ya'll ready to see a fight
(are ya'?)

(WAYLON)
Are you ready for the country, ready for me
Get ready for the country, get ready for me
Are you ready for the country, ready for me
Get ready for the country, ain't I a sight to see

Talkin' to a preacher, God was on his side
Talkin' to a pusher, they both were sellin' highs

Are you ready for the country, ready for me
Get ready for the country, get ready for me
Are you ready for the country, ready for me
Get ready for the country, ain't I a sight to see

Are You Ready For The Country

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BLACK CURTAINS Lyrics

(WAYLON)
In a white room, with black curtains, in the station.
Black roof country, no gold pavements, tired stars.
In a white room, with black curtains, in the station.

(STRUGGLE)
Daddy's a thug, mommas a saint
She sing a story to God, prayin for change
The air's thick but the mic's warm
Cause you were chasing them rainbows right into the storm
Chasing her son cause he was out on the block
Cause shorty wanna be a thug an he listens to Pac
In the same streets pops got shot in
A legacy expected for him to get it poppin'
It's Fat Pete's boy tell em' for certain
Can't see the world passed these black curtains

(WAYLON)
In a white room, with black curtains, in the station.
Black roof country, no gold pavements, tired stars.
In a white room, with black curtains, in the station.

He stands still while the time flies
Got kids of his own, responsible for five lives
Come in late don't startle the dog
To bring home the bacon had to slaughter the hog
A father will fall so the family will rise
An when the Feds all arrive, it's time for goodbyes
The look in the eyes of a child all alone
Will make any king give up his throne
They look at his son, he'll have it for certain
So now I'm tearing down the black curtains

(WAYLON)
You said no strings could secure you in the station
Platform tickets, restless diesel, goodbye windows
I walked into such a sad time at the station
As I walked out, felt my own needs just beggining 

(JESSI)
I wait in this place where the sun never shines
Die with you where the shadows run from themselves

(STRUGGLE)
The streets told me what I was supposed to be because of who my daddy was
But if he woulda' been alive, he woulda' wanted me to be better than he was
So now as I see my son I say "Be better than I was son, break the cycle"
Like Waylon said, "I leave a lot to live up to, and a lot to live down"
My strengths, my weaknesses, the truth and the lies
So don't walk in my shadow, follow the light
And look past these black curtains

my shit

Bartman Simpison