Yelawolf - In This World lyrics
Yelawolf [Michael Wayne Atha] Gadsden, Alabama/Antioch, Tennessee, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Yelawolf - In This World lyrics]
In this world, in this world!
Yeah, aight Marshall, uh
Well, I'm think you can tell 'em today
Who am I? (Yelawolf)
And now you need to bring
'em into this world!
It’s getting hard to be me
Every where I go, somebody’s looking at me
And If I ever need something
I’mma get it for myself
Cause, I’m the only person thinking ‘bout me
It’s getting hard to be me
Everywhere I go, somebody’s looking at me
And if you gon’ compare me at
All best compare me to myself
Cause, I’m the only person fucking with me!
In this world of sticks
Hicks and chicks with aqua net spray
Shhh-shut up motherfucker don’t disrespect
These country ways, yeah!
Alabama, if yeen know, I ain’t
Hiding a damn thing, i just like to lean low
Yeah, I’m the theme
Show stereotypical beanpole
Slim, tall, tatted
Let me add that I gotta green glow
From all the Mountain Dew that I
Consume from a mason jar in a racing car
Chase it with a tall ice brew
Let me not leave you confused
What I represent culturally
Trash bag full of freon
I’m huffin’ puffin’ on potpourri
That gummo’s squeaky swingin’ gate in
Front of that trap house
Trailer park is sewed up and Billy
Done pulled that ac out
It’s getting hard to be me
Every where I go, somebody’s looking at me
And If I ever need something
I’mma get it for myself
Cause, I’m the only person thinking ‘bout me
It’s getting hard to be me
Everywhere I go, somebody’s looking at me
And if you gon’ compare me at
All best compare me to myself
Cause, I’m the only person fucking with me!
Wonder what I got inside this
Chevrolet Trunk I’m hiding
About ten Bodies on a fishing line
With baby clothes on consignment
Came to the Game so broke that I still
Find one dollar bills and get a thrill
That’s the kind of shit that
Leaves my pickle dill'd
Siding on the single-wide got icicle steel
Too cold
Got a kerosene heater to heat up the grill
Meatloaf?
Daddy’s in jail again for shuffling pills
We know
Man I’ve only come to give you a peep show
(In this world)
I run across the South Like a wild stream
Smiling
I’ve seen more colorful mushrooms than a
Child’s dream on an island
Desolate left behind
Cause my state is a state of grime
God said, 1979, go change the minds
(In this world) it’s getting hard to be me
Every where I go, somebody’s looking at me
And If I ever need something
I’mma get it for myself
Cause, I’m the only person thinking ‘bout me
It’s getting hard to be me
Everywhere I go, somebody’s looking at me
And if you gon’ compare me at
All best compare me to myself
Cause, I’m the only person fucking with me!
Yelawolf, Hi my name is
President O' Bama, I’m so shameless
I’m taking it all, so what am I saying?
I’m the voice of every small town
(In this world)
Like a light in the pipe, with a mic
And take flight in this life, I'm a sight
Put a vice-grip lock on my right to fight
Despite the way you may feel
About sights and sounds
That I might put down
About prices found on a sack of that white
Heaven is a place in a 7
11, I can never get away from hell
Found hell in the bible-belt
And found love in a 6 pack on the shelf
Went to the seashore to see more
But Leroy didn’t seem sure to me
So I took Leroy to Alabama
He bought the hat and bought the tee
Converted him y’all
I gave him convertible thoughts
When he saw that big buck hangin’ on the wall
(yeah) i’m off by a millimeter
I’m on by a million light-years and 2 liters
A pint of moonshine, I ride in two-seaters
Take a ride (In this world)
It’s getting hard to be me
Every where I go, somebody’s looking at me
And If I ever need something
I’mma get it for myself
Cause, I’m the only person thinking ‘bout me
It’s getting hard to be me
Everywhere I go, somebody’s looking at me
And if you gon’ compare me at
All best compare me to myself
Cause, I’m the only person fucking with me!
Yeah, aight Marshall, uh
Well, I'm think you can tell 'em today
Who am I? (Yelawolf)
And now you need to bring
'em into this world!
It’s getting hard to be me
Every where I go, somebody’s looking at me
And If I ever need something
I’mma get it for myself
Cause, I’m the only person thinking ‘bout me
It’s getting hard to be me
Everywhere I go, somebody’s looking at me
And if you gon’ compare me at
All best compare me to myself
Cause, I’m the only person fucking with me!
In this world of sticks
Hicks and chicks with aqua net spray
Shhh-shut up motherfucker don’t disrespect
These country ways, yeah!
Alabama, if yeen know, I ain’t
Hiding a damn thing, i just like to lean low
Yeah, I’m the theme
Show stereotypical beanpole
Slim, tall, tatted
Let me add that I gotta green glow
From all the Mountain Dew that I
Consume from a mason jar in a racing car
Chase it with a tall ice brew
Let me not leave you confused
What I represent culturally
Trash bag full of freon
I’m huffin’ puffin’ on potpourri
That gummo’s squeaky swingin’ gate in
Front of that trap house
Trailer park is sewed up and Billy
Done pulled that ac out
It’s getting hard to be me
Every where I go, somebody’s looking at me
And If I ever need something
I’mma get it for myself
Cause, I’m the only person thinking ‘bout me
It’s getting hard to be me
Everywhere I go, somebody’s looking at me
And if you gon’ compare me at
All best compare me to myself
Cause, I’m the only person fucking with me!
Wonder what I got inside this
Chevrolet Trunk I’m hiding
About ten Bodies on a fishing line
With baby clothes on consignment
Came to the Game so broke that I still
Find one dollar bills and get a thrill
That’s the kind of shit that
Leaves my pickle dill'd
Siding on the single-wide got icicle steel
Too cold
Got a kerosene heater to heat up the grill
Meatloaf?
Daddy’s in jail again for shuffling pills
We know
Man I’ve only come to give you a peep show
(In this world)
I run across the South Like a wild stream
Smiling
I’ve seen more colorful mushrooms than a
Child’s dream on an island
Desolate left behind
Cause my state is a state of grime
God said, 1979, go change the minds
(In this world) it’s getting hard to be me
Every where I go, somebody’s looking at me
And If I ever need something
I’mma get it for myself
Cause, I’m the only person thinking ‘bout me
It’s getting hard to be me
Everywhere I go, somebody’s looking at me
And if you gon’ compare me at
All best compare me to myself
Cause, I’m the only person fucking with me!
Yelawolf, Hi my name is
President O' Bama, I’m so shameless
I’m taking it all, so what am I saying?
I’m the voice of every small town
(In this world)
Like a light in the pipe, with a mic
And take flight in this life, I'm a sight
Put a vice-grip lock on my right to fight
Despite the way you may feel
About sights and sounds
That I might put down
About prices found on a sack of that white
Heaven is a place in a 7
11, I can never get away from hell
Found hell in the bible-belt
And found love in a 6 pack on the shelf
Went to the seashore to see more
But Leroy didn’t seem sure to me
So I took Leroy to Alabama
He bought the hat and bought the tee
Converted him y’all
I gave him convertible thoughts
When he saw that big buck hangin’ on the wall
(yeah) i’m off by a millimeter
I’m on by a million light-years and 2 liters
A pint of moonshine, I ride in two-seaters
Take a ride (In this world)
It’s getting hard to be me
Every where I go, somebody’s looking at me
And If I ever need something
I’mma get it for myself
Cause, I’m the only person thinking ‘bout me
It’s getting hard to be me
Everywhere I go, somebody’s looking at me
And if you gon’ compare me at
All best compare me to myself
Cause, I’m the only person fucking with me!