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On behalf of I just 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 that I never had a dime
Like I didn't wake up in the back of the bus finally mine
Why do I feel like I never had Mathers' co-sign sometimes?
Like radioactive failed, well livin' this
I'm even not used to believe I could be one of the top 5
Maybe when I myself 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 I haven't made it, uncle but I'm just tryin'
Or maybe I'm just not used to having shit I 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 love you, 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 that minivan for the [...] without a license
To atl so I play will power my demo tape
Yeah, that's on the wall by the county [...]
He's a friend of mine [...] and I can't replace
If I'm in [...], in [...] and we both get a play (church)
This no crew, it's a family so get it straight (church)
So father you can god to part the clouds
And let your sun to the minds of my target crowd
'cuz I know some of these people think I'm a certified now
But the still above and I'm above what I started now
like a political poet in an artist lounge
Hungry like a poor daddy a gun and a starving child
If you thought it was a flake, then you a departed clown
And if you thought I was coming hard, you better think harder now

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