unnatural born killer
Singer:yelawolf
i'm pullin' that chopper out that driveway
my denim is bloodstained still
last night was a close range hit
bar room is emptyin' smoke
billowing from the chimney tip
back wall of the concrete drips
these bitches acting rude
bandana is tied on my head
got a knot in that knapsack
slumerican born to be trashy
they took my ass to the city
i just don't know how to act classy
black feather hangin' out that hat
just so them punks see me comin'
from a tribe called broke
so i'm not breakin' or runnin'
and who the fuck you roll with
i'm a white boy from the south
but i'm on some new south shit
that cigarette is burnin'
inhaling secondhand smoke
the paper walls of the trailer dilapidated and broke
there's dickie suits in my closet
back to the same old shit
and i'm either flippin' that weight or your boy is hittin' a lick
my chain done fell off the sprocket
rims all crooked and wobbly
but i can't quit while they watching
so i gotta keep rollin' and rockin'
drive it like i stole it then drop it off
let 'em hold it and chop it
gotta get my cut like a pocket knife for the bucket off top
no more fishin' for bream
i'm 'bout to take the great white
go make soup with its fins
i'm tied up like no loose ends
to the fake motherfuckers around me