Get Away (feat. Shawty Fatt & Mystikal)

Yeah, hell of a day to load a .22 and take it to the woods and let it ring into the night And break a bottle with the bullet, yes I'm 'bout it motherfucker Not a single solitary thing is missing from my southern roots I'm liable just to take a Chevrolet and run it through the mud for giggles Huh, what a son of a bitch my momma raised into a rapper that could tell a story Like my uncle when he's drinking Product of a working environment, fuck is y'all thinking Meaning I'm working-working harder than any artist can ever do it, simply 'cause I'm made that way I build a house around your ass before you could realize, that you were in the neighborhood that Yelawolf made So call me a redneck and tell your boys about it, tell 'em I'm an Alabama wanna-be, I be that I'll just take it to the studio and drop a bomb on you from a motherfucking beanbag, I need that Get away Tell my folks roll up the J's Bring Yelawolf a deuce, we'll sit up on the roof of the broken Chevrolet Talk 'til there's nothing left to say, 'cause if I don't get away People see my trailer park ghetto ways, then you gonna have to get away from me Drink some, smoke some You gon' have to get away from me Load up the guns, load up the guns Then you'll have to get away from me Drink some, smoke some 'Cause if I don't get away People see my trailer park ghetto ways Then you gon' have to get away from me Man, I done been through it all I'd a been up and know what it is to fall Punk police feeling all on my balls Without a probable cause, a nigga sittin' tall Dog, you gotta do something Fatt On the road with 'Wolf, why'd you come back? 'Cause them up there, don't want to play fair Got me pinned to the wall like a fucking thumbtack Dumb Fatt, dumb hell, criticize a nigga for the crack I sell? Like you could give a shit if a nigga eat well Or eat at all, want to see me fall Let 'em see that? Naw dawg, them lies Long as I got catfish on my side Bitch, I'm headed up, up to the sky Roll up, let's get high Wave at 'em bye, I need that Get away Tell my folks roll up the J's Bring Yelawolf a deuce, we'll sit up on the roof of the broken Chevrolet Talk 'til there's nothing left to say, 'cause if I don't get away People see my trailer park ghetto ways, then you gonna have to get away from me Drink some, smoke some You gon' have to get away from me Load up the guns, load up the guns Then you'll have to get away from me Drink some, smoke some 'Cause if I don't get away People see my trailer park ghetto ways Then you gon' have to get away from me 20 plus 20 still spittin' 'em out Still piss on your porch and still shit in your house They put my dick in your mouth, take it back out Put it back in, fuck on the floor Skeet on the couch Which one of you ugly motherfuckers think you're thug enough or Rug enough or gutter enough or fast enough to keep up (huh?) Most retarded motherfucker in the whole wide world ain't stupid or dumb enough to fuck with If you're in, say you're in And if you ain't, it's time to go mind your fuckin' business Knuckle up, buckle up, hustle up, huddle up What we goin' do? (Win!) Not in there, not a nigga outta there can compare To what I do to these boys on these bars and these scales In these clubs, in these bars, on these tables and chairs 'Cause I need that! Get away Tell my folks roll up the J's Bring Yelawolf a deuce, we'll sit up on the roof of the broken Chevrolet Talk 'til there's nothing left to say, 'cause if I don't get away People see my trailer park ghetto ways, then you gonna have to get away from me Drink some, smoke some You gon' have to get away from me Load up the guns, load up the guns Then you'll have to get away from me Drink some, smoke some 'Cause if I don't get away People see my trailer park ghetto ways Then you gon' have to get away from me