Yelawolf - Lightning lyrics

[Yelawolf - Lightning lyrics]

Man look at this shit
I know, right? It's crazy
I wish the storm would
Just blow this motherfucker away
Why you say that?
Serious, man, I hate this fuckin' town
You know Bobby needs you at the job, right?
Man, fuck him
Fuck Bobby? I thought you liked Bobby
I'm gettin' the fuck out of here, man okay
Watch

Yeah, Tommy just got out of jail
(Got out of jail? Got out of jail)
Two months he couldn't make bail
(Couldn't make bail? Couldn't make bail)
Here we sit, whiskey bent
Freestylin' over cricket chirps
He would spit, then I went, loaded gun
Death we flirt
Leave it up to the Baptist church
Me and him are scum of the Earth
Feelin' like two millionaires with a
Hundred dollar net worth
Topic of discussion is that they know nothin'
They didn't find the other twenty
Pounds hid in the oven
What happened to me and you? We
Used to go to Sunday School
And we worked Monday 'til
Friday, and sometimes Sunday, too
Five hundred dollar check and
That's no disrespect
But, I'm a talent, God damn it, you watch
I'm tellin' you we had it all mapped out
Hip-Hop 'til we crashed out
I drank 'til I couldn't walk straight
On the front porch where we passed out
Nothin' but trouble
Dealin' with troubles over our sorrow
And the clouds followed, we was just like

Just like lightning in a bottle
Burnin' electric blue
Just like gunshots in the hollow
Echoin' all night through
This is how we shed our problems
Under the southern moon
Just like lightning in a bottle
Burnin' electric blue (yeah)

It's three o'clock in the morning
I got two packs of Parliament Lights and
A dime bag of that 'Bama brick
I just lay in the dark of the night on
The bed of my buddy's truck who got
It from his papa back when
He died in a fire rescue and
I never asked what happened
We listened to Charlie Daniels
Too $hort and Bob Seger
Sing along to "Night Moves"
Sippin' on gas station margaritas
Gotta get a good buzz out here, man
Nothin' else to do but get high
Put bullet holes in beer cans and talk
About how we gonna get by
Some say that dreaming's useless
Full of pride and selfishness
Escapin' that mental prison's like
Climbin' the electric fence
And that's a risk
But a risk I'll take to better with
'Cause through Hell I've been
So success would be just self-defense
I took another swallow
Can't share my dream with everybody
And besides, to the factory
I clock in tomorrow
And to my room, I wobble
But the vision I follow
A storm was brewin', we was just like

Just like lightning in a bottle
Burnin' electric blue
Just like gunshots in the hollow
Echoin' all night through
This is how we shed our problems
Under the southern moon
Just like lightning in a bottle
Burnin' electric blue
Just like lightning in a bottle
Burnin' electric blue
Just like gunshots in the hollow
Echoin' all night through
This is how we shed our problems
Under the southern moon
Just like lightning in a bottle
Burnin' electric blue

Lightning in a bottle burnin' electric blue
Lightning in a bottle burnin' electric blue
Lightning in a bottle burnin' electric blue

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