Kydd Jones, Yelawolf - Hall Pass lyrics

Mister all that and a baggy, skip classy
Told her I'd be back in a flashy, exactly
Keep an alibi and hall pass me
She didn't expect nothin' I did
This all last week
Some upper class ass try and bag me
Used to call her Maxy pad her name Maxy
Now she don't look half as bad
No she a damn queen
Talkin 'bout under the bleachers
Doin' the damn thing get with it or get lost
Toss to the wolves
Kinda hard to keep my thoughts out the sewers
Yo how he get the vaults out tha stores?
All them thoughts were happening
Even before I walked out tha door
Headin' downstairs for some air
Who is there?
Mr walker in a chair 'Where your hall pass?"
Kept it player, already had it prepared
Now puttin L's in the air headed to the lair



Where ya hall pass? I got, I keep it on me
Don't need no hood pass
You got - them my people homie
Yo where ya hall pass? I got, I keep it on me
Don't need no hood pass
You got - them my people homie

On it, fresh fish, smell it
Muddy water in my Ollie
Hoes I'm highly upset It's -
Me you lookin' at like what the
Fuck am I doin' here? I'm hip to the hop
Don't they use it for brewin' beer?
Right hops, right like jump-around
Got a pump in tha trunk for
Any fucking chump in town
Something sounds like onions now
Making you wanna cry
Haters looks like babies when
My lyrics personify
But, I'm out that gate like
A fuckin racin' dog, chasing a rabbit
One hook to the nose
Dominant bitch I'm takin off
Zip-line but I'm out that side
With a pound of ice
For the broken bones and blackened eyes
On the track I ride
Being creative that's a sacrifice
And I'm on tha cross like, you know who
But, I play the cards, play some UNO too
And lay some you know what in what's her name
That's some uncle game fuck um I'm chuckling
Laughing and tapping out I'm de tagging it
Fashion route
That shit is super lame, you got on
Packages at my house i'm famous
Slumerican never been nothin' like me
Making money for real never
Been nothing likely
Never been so excited to see
My couple of icey, cola
Up in Walmart tryna reach a quota
And I'm so over this sofa
But, I'ma leave it on my porch
Incase my neighbors come over slumerican

Where ya hall pass? I got, I keep it on me
Don't need no hood pass
You got - them my people homie
Yo where ya hall pass? I got, I keep it on me
Don't need no hood pass
You got - them my people homie

Slumerican, L's and my rebel friends
Knock Knock who the hell let them devils in?
Yellin' hellow kitty kickin heroin
Smokin' like chimney wit a gypsy
And my fellow friends tell 'em kyddy here
The weirdy weird midi mike breaker
The city scared wasn't prepared it
Was only an ice breaker
My dialogue be right along with writers poems
Name a higher arch supplying art?
Well I don't know em i have to show
These tag alongs all have it wrong
I was makin' rapid songs when
Mother was snappin' on
Me and my brother for havin' the base to loud
And fucka hand out
Them niggas face too proud
And fuck tha police is NWA too loud?
The sounds of the bruised and battered
Used in this music chapter
Infused and captured
But, you just have to loose the fabrication
To have a statement as
Tall as the Appalachian
The beat facin' decapitation in your presence
Wrappin' up this new rappers nation
Get your hall pass deactivated
Assaulted and aggravated
You know it you fascinated
Shouldn't even have to say it

Where ya hall pass? I got, I keep it on me
Don't need no hood pass
You got - them my people homie
Yo where ya hall pass? I got, I keep it on me
Don't need no hood pass
You got - them my people homie