Yelawolf - Be The One lyrics
Yelawolf [Michael Wayne Atha] Gadsden, Alabama/Antioch, Tennessee, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Yelawolf - Be The One lyrics]
I’m not sure if you’re aware
Or not but I’m Illuminati
We controlling the minds of all the youth
Shady, the evil empire
Yeah you got me pegged motherfucker
You got me, fuck y’all
Man people really got me confused
What did I do? Outside being a human being
Seeing my dreams through?
Never did shit to nobody but invite
Them out to my party
Get’em drunk and maybe even tell
Them a story or two
Some think I’m Illuminati ‘cuz I’m
A light in the dark
Lookin’ for masonic symbols inside
Of my body art that’s hilarious Marshall
What the fuck you do to these folks?
Crazy motherfuckers tryin’ to put me
And you in the boat
With Royce da 5’9", Crooked I
Budden and Joell but, I’m on this ship and
I don’t give a shit, oh well
I see the storm, let the boat sail
And I’m on deck but the rain
Pourin’ off my raincoat tails
They see God in me ‘cuz I know Hell
They see the criminal inside of me
Probably ‘cuz I broke jail
But my soul is not on wholesale
And when I die
My people will be cryin’ the first
No? Well look
If I’m gonna be the one
Then everybody comes to one
Then I guess the battle has
Begun, fuck it then, let’s have some fun
‘Cuz I promise I will never run
Never run from what I’ve become
‘Cuz all that dumb shit that I’ve done
Built me up to make me the one
Jesus Christ sittin’ passenger with the 45
Turn the page, I got a new way to earn in pay
Stickin’ bitches up with a
Crucifix while Lucifer sit's
With a Vice Magazine, burning every page
Well I guess it’s my turn to play
The wildcard of Shady’s clique and
New world order’ll play
Talkin’ shit, yeah that’s sorta gay
But, I ain’t homophobic I punch a
Homo like I punch a man
No way, are you serious?
Claiming that I got hipsters brainwashed and
They all coming to my show
But, if you took a moment and
Took my dick out your mouth
You would see all the versatility
On the front row
I convert, revert people to desert
People who miss being them people of Wolf
Go home and if you’re 'bout it enough
Anybody doubtin’ they come to the Circle of
Psychos and you be done so look
The one gathering people
Some people think that I’m king
Some people think that I’m trash
Some people shout and they scream
Don’t bother me, I’m a survivor
I’m alive and livin’ my dream
In a microwave society I’m a steady stream
Don’t need no validation from
Any cultural thieves
No magazines or blogs or
Anybody who don’t believe
If you’re behind the camera
Than just point it at me
‘Cuz I’ll be making this movie and
You’re just making a scene, check it
Missy Eliot gave me a shot and
I love her for it
I wasn’t ready, I should have waited
But when you poor and you got a two year old
Baby and one on the way
You be crazy to see opportunity at
Your door and ignore it
So you lookin’ back and callin’
Me whack and ho for
When all I wanted to do was
Get my kids out that apartment
And that’s important
And I went from not having a home
To everything I owned up in storage
I made a sacrifice any daddy would make
‘Cuz I cannot stand and look when
They look into daddy’s face
When the government picked away at
Every penny that I made
I had to borrow money to get
My son a fuckin’ birthday cake
Yeah, I guess that’s a hard balance to weigh
Chase the rap game, or manage a subway
Well I suck at making a sandwich
And rappin’ don’t get me paid
But, if I stick to then I’ll
Get through with it someday
I’ll be the one, you can talk shit about me
I’ll be the one that you think is
A part of some fucked up cult
I’ll be the one you can hate but
I ain’t mad motherfucker
It’s that new church, I be pastor
What’s up Wolf pack?
Let's get the summer started
Open up this rhyme book
Give you some motherfucking quotables