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On behalf of alabama I wanna say
The of dixie is in this bitch
M16, DJ white, my name is yelawolf
Hello world, hello world, hello

This morning I woke up feeling like I never had a fuckin' dime
Like I didn't wake up in the back of the bus that's mine
Why do I feel I never had Marshall Mathers' co-sign sometimes?
radioactive failed, well livin' this time
I'm even not to believe that I could be one of the top 5
Maybe when I tell I'm one of the best, I'm just lyin'
my uncle buddy call and ask, I say I'm just fine
But I feel like I haven't made it, uncle but I'm tryin'
Or maybe I'm not used to having shit I never had
Never in the winters and never said "i got dinner, dad"
Shit, never even had the cash to pay my dad for her back
And [...] I you, thank you, always my favorite dad
And it like yesterday literally like yesterday
I couldn't get one motherfucking fan to come and see me play
When I drove minivan for the [...] without a license plate
To atl so I could play will power my tape
Yeah, that's on the wall by the county [...]
a friend of mine [...] and that I can't replace
If I'm in [...], he's in [...] and we both get a (church)
This ain't no crew, a family so get it straight (church)
So father you can god to part the clouds
And let sun shine to the minds of my target crowd
'cuz I know some of people think I'm a certified artist now
But the butterfly's still above and I'm what I started now
Passionate like a political poet in an artist
Hungry like a poor daddy with a gun and a child
If you thought it was a flake, then you just a departed
And if you thought I was coming hard, well you better harder now

And it's been a long motherfucking since I felt this homesick as I do now
it's been a long fucking time, and I just wanna say
Hey! how you been?! amen!
The of Dixie's in this bitch, yeah I'm Dixie witch
But if I don't have y all, I ain't got
Gadsden...
Throw it up, it's that Alabama
Much and I never let you down
'cause I might as well be
Back in gadsden and cuttin'
Or on the side of the road on my fuckin' ass
Before I become on the [...] level that I'm at
Momma will quit drinking and no poppa will smoke some
Lost, I may have, my mind
But it takes a lunatic to pursue shit
Ay that's fine because I the cost
Really like a fine, but instead of paying for tickets now
They pay for tickets in to see me [...]
The in the mic [...]
in my shoes with a shameless walk
300 I brought [...]
Around suckers dying for [...]
The new south's got a new hope a [...] and a [...]
[...] and [...], the in him, yeah I'm a [...] assault
Preachers out prophets about wane
I [...]
I'm a [...], just the beat homey, it's over
Whatever rapper would ever say he's a
I be smoking bath salt, 'cuz I'm out of my mind
I have built roads from the villain, cuz I never run out of lines
The heart of