Yelawolf, DJ Paul - Mastermind lyrics
Yelawolf [Michael Wayne Atha] Gadsden, Alabama/Antioch, Tennessee, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Yelawolf, DJ Paul - Mastermind lyrics]
Look at my name up under the marquee
And throw up in your lap bitch
Still a renegade still up in the Chevrolet
Sippin 7 with the lemonade, bitch
I'm a moonwalker
Star lit like a car sit's in the dark when
You have parked it like a nude stalker
Catfish Billy i'm the king of the lowlifes
Show up at the show with a bunch
Of rich folks like I'd like
To have ran into a light pole
Right before they walked in
Car crashed and then bar dashed
In a Hertz rental
With a fat lip like Burt Reynolds moustache
We drink it up
Fuck that we drank it up then tear it down
Crank it up like a pro hound that's
Beat up and doo doo brown (Doo doo brown?)
Yea doo doo brown
Tell that fat bitch take a doo doo now
Cause, I got that shit
Yelawolf up in this motherfucker
With voodoo now i'm a mastermind
(Mastermind)
Everything I touch either gets hated
Or they receive it as (Mastermind)
Everything I do either gets bit
By these heathens or even
It's ripped by the seams when I conceive it
(Mastermind)
Everything I touch either gets hated
Or they receive it as (Mastermind)
My enemies grieve every time I
Speak in his mind like
A priest in the sky I believe it I'm a
(Mastermind)
With a Colgate white smile
Brush my teeth with propane and blow fire
From the teeth of a white child
You motherfuckers better pipe down like
You've been caught smokin bogues
Slumericans all around me and we've
Been talkin cold yea (S) But a state if mind
When you're Rollin up a
(L) it ain't me and Nas
Who howl and yell about (U)
Thank god for shady I gotta give it up to (M)
With out him I wouldn't know what
The fuck I would be (E)
Stuck in the south with no C-A- (R)
The rest of this shit is kinda cliche
(I C-A-N) Laddy Daddy yes I can (Alabama)
Yes I am grew up in the south gettin
Popped in the mouth
If you didn't say sir yes and said ma'am
So I got slapped half the time
That why when I write about the blues then
My childhood takes up half the rhyme
Yea I'm a psychopath sometimes a mastermind
Bitch, better put your dukes up
I ain't got time for these vampires
Throw 'em in the fire cause
I am that true blood
I'm an angel untangled by the
Web of a black widow so sick that I leave a
Tree standing up straight
Leaned down like a weeping willow
Deep in a pillow, dreaming, sleep walking
Not one motherfucker in the game
Ready for the science i am Stephen Hawking
Fat bitch in the front row
Dry heave and coughing
Get these hoes some H2O before
I get fee'd for assaulting
Blood I see it often
Suds in the bottom of a jug
Left so many duds in the
Club beat up and crawling
I could've got rich in a teeth auction
On stage like a priest talking
And there will be none after mine
Son of a bitch and the father of a church
Similar to Jesus when he found Miss Magdalene
Mastermind
And throw up in your lap bitch
Still a renegade still up in the Chevrolet
Sippin 7 with the lemonade, bitch
I'm a moonwalker
Star lit like a car sit's in the dark when
You have parked it like a nude stalker
Catfish Billy i'm the king of the lowlifes
Show up at the show with a bunch
Of rich folks like I'd like
To have ran into a light pole
Right before they walked in
Car crashed and then bar dashed
In a Hertz rental
With a fat lip like Burt Reynolds moustache
We drink it up
Fuck that we drank it up then tear it down
Crank it up like a pro hound that's
Beat up and doo doo brown (Doo doo brown?)
Yea doo doo brown
Tell that fat bitch take a doo doo now
Cause, I got that shit
Yelawolf up in this motherfucker
With voodoo now i'm a mastermind
(Mastermind)
Everything I touch either gets hated
Or they receive it as (Mastermind)
Everything I do either gets bit
By these heathens or even
It's ripped by the seams when I conceive it
(Mastermind)
Everything I touch either gets hated
Or they receive it as (Mastermind)
My enemies grieve every time I
Speak in his mind like
A priest in the sky I believe it I'm a
(Mastermind)
With a Colgate white smile
Brush my teeth with propane and blow fire
From the teeth of a white child
You motherfuckers better pipe down like
You've been caught smokin bogues
Slumericans all around me and we've
Been talkin cold yea (S) But a state if mind
When you're Rollin up a
(L) it ain't me and Nas
Who howl and yell about (U)
Thank god for shady I gotta give it up to (M)
With out him I wouldn't know what
The fuck I would be (E)
Stuck in the south with no C-A- (R)
The rest of this shit is kinda cliche
(I C-A-N) Laddy Daddy yes I can (Alabama)
Yes I am grew up in the south gettin
Popped in the mouth
If you didn't say sir yes and said ma'am
So I got slapped half the time
That why when I write about the blues then
My childhood takes up half the rhyme
Yea I'm a psychopath sometimes a mastermind
Bitch, better put your dukes up
I ain't got time for these vampires
Throw 'em in the fire cause
I am that true blood
I'm an angel untangled by the
Web of a black widow so sick that I leave a
Tree standing up straight
Leaned down like a weeping willow
Deep in a pillow, dreaming, sleep walking
Not one motherfucker in the game
Ready for the science i am Stephen Hawking
Fat bitch in the front row
Dry heave and coughing
Get these hoes some H2O before
I get fee'd for assaulting
Blood I see it often
Suds in the bottom of a jug
Left so many duds in the
Club beat up and crawling
I could've got rich in a teeth auction
On stage like a priest talking
And there will be none after mine
Son of a bitch and the father of a church
Similar to Jesus when he found Miss Magdalene
Mastermind