Yelawolf - Down lyrics

These donuts are delicious son of
A bitch! We got a 10-94 on Hines Road
Requesting backup repeat
10-94 on Hines Road heading
Southbound i'm in pursuit!

Pick up, pick up, daddy's in the pickup
Got so much bounce the kick
Drum give me the hiccups
You don't want it with me, sucker
Just look up
Beer flyin' in this mothafucka like bird shit
Ran these Mickey Thompsons up on the curb
Bitch crook as a picture on Sunday
My maniac Slumerican squad mount
Up around your Hyundai
Chevy's up, we got low lives and bow ties
Up shit's creek
I'll take you for a boat ride
Stick his head in the water
Now let him flap his lips
Motormouth, make a wave, yeah, Roll Tide
You're playin' golf in lightning? So am I
Dressed in a tin man suit
Drinkin' a tin can too, that is 110 proof, uh
Man if I only had a heart for you bitches
I'd get down on my knees and
Help you dig them ditches
But mama only raised Hell
So when you're done diggin' that
Ditch, bitch, bury yourself, boaw
Pass me that Colt 45
I'm partyin' 'til my fuckin'
Throat sore and dry

I'm goin' down

Aw, man you gotta love it i'm on my way
Hey, mama, all around the town they're sayin'
"He's goin' down, Lord, have mercy"
I'm country-rich, no budget got to get paid
Hey, daddy
All around the town they're sayin'
"He's goin' down, Lord, have mercy"

Uh, You drivin' drunk
Better lift your seat up
Cause cops pull us over just
To fuckin' meet us
Cause Marshall's a Rap God, damn right
Well, then I guess that makes me Jesus
So turn this water to whiskey
Watch the dirty south go from dirty to filthy
High class only means stoned in school
Joints rolled up bigger than pony stool
Smoke, stains on the roof of
The old Regal's brown
So what I got spokes on this bitch, and?
The lift kicks like climbin' into a spaceship
UFO's, unidentified flyin' Oldsmobiles
And mobile homes, amen
I can still smell the kerosene leakin'
I should've seen the signs, I was blowin' up
Either in a trailer home or a pickup
Hey, Bubba, your baby boy is in big trouble
I fuckin' ran through a briar
Patch and got cut up
Now I'm wide open in front of the whole town
I bled for the game, I guess it's obvious now
I'm goin' down now
He told me wear it with pride
You wanna take the hard road
You gotta cherish the ride
Most mothafuckers won't jump to
Embarrass the fly can't build a legacy up
Then let it perish and die

I'm goin' down

Aw, man, you gotta love it i'm on my way
Hey, mama, all around the town they're sayin'
"He's goin' down, Lord, have mercy"
I'm country-rich, no budget got to get paid
Hey, daddy
All around the town they're sayin'
"He's goin' down, Lord, have mercy"
Aw, man you gotta love it i'm on my way
Hey, mama, all around the town they're sayin'
"He's goin' down, Lord, have mercy"