Créditos

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Struggle Jennings
Struggle Jennings
Stimme und Gesang
Jelly Roll
Jelly Roll
Stimme und Gesang
Tommy Vext
Tommy Vext
Stimme und Gesang
Yelawolf
Yelawolf
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
William Harness
William Harness
Songwriter:in
Jason Deford
Jason Deford
Songwriter:in
Tommy Vext
Tommy Vext
Songwriter:in
Jack Fowler
Jack Fowler
Songwriter:in
Michael Atha
Michael Atha
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
ScatteredBrains
ScatteredBrains
Produzent:in

Letras

[Verse 1]
Pulling up on a block
Parked right next to a cop
He's looking at the trunk with a smile
Throw the thumbs up, that shit is hot
Shit done changed a lot
Stick and move, got to roll with the punches
I had a sack of blow in my pocket
And a six-pack like I been doing crunches
I ain't about law, I'm an outlaw
Cut the brick up with a blade and check for the southpaw
Yeah, pick a bale of hay like a fucking cow call
Hold up, hold up, hold up
Jelly Roll, Struggle, and me 'bout to go nuts
Getting to the bread like a Subway
So put the cheese on top of the cold cut
[Verse 2]
Yeah, spaceship like a zombie
Growling out the back, Gs whipping up
C10 on that concrete
Bags lift it up, magnificent
Bass kick like a donkey
My glove box drop, gon' flip it up
Wave like a tsunami
That slum life not boss, zip it up
Back when I was eighteen
I ate the magical bean
Boy, you was potty training
I was out-of-body playing
Couple hard drugs that arranged it proper
Pay the dope man, don't pay the doctor
Used to broke like mom and papa
Now my wife's in fur looking like Chewbacca
[Verse 3]
No college cred, but a credit card when that wallet spread
No yes man, I feel it, yeah
No Reddit blogs that led it here
No internet when that trunk pop
No tough talk, I did it, yeah
Left major labels
I'm out of here
No stars left in my stratosphere
[Verse 4]
The world is ending
The sky is falling
My fear is rising
The demons calling
Finally realized that I'm the problem
To break the cycle
Belief is calling
[Verse 5]
I feel like I'm drowning
Drunk on the blood of a broken man
Now that the season's turning
Thunder is pounding and howling, the sounds of the winds of change
[Verse 6]
My people getting sick of pollution
The only cure's a revolution
We stand and they send the troops in
We need change and some resolution
Came from the gutter with all my brothers
We don't see color, no, we die for each other
Ride till the motherfucking wheels fall off
When the wheels fall off, then we get out walking
The hell you talking? I don't want the violence
But I be damned if I sit round here, just still in silence
Bullets flying, people dying
News is lying so the sides dividing
Mama's crying 'cause her son is riding
Sky is falling and the stars aligning
Change is rising, tides are shifting
The human race has gotta make a difference
Don't take the picture that they paint and give us
Scream too loud and they'll never hear us
They instill the fear to control and steer us
Off the edge, separate and kill us
Divide and conquer, fight till I'm a goner
I'ma die standing up on my feet with honor
[Verse 7]
The world is ending
The sky is falling
My fear is rising
The demons calling
Finally realized that I'm the problem
To break the cycle
Belief is calling
I feel like I'm drowning
Drunk on the blood of a broken man
Now that the season's turning
Thunder is pounding and howling, the sounds of the winds of change
[Verse 8]
Who is he? It's the fat motherfucker
That be spitting that real shit from Tennessee
So confident, I could run blindfolded
Through the woods and I still wouldn't hit a tree
That shit is low, we heard your flow
Bitch, we all know that you copying us
'Cause we be making more moves than a U-Haul
And making more stops than a bus
[Verse 9]
They hating on me, fuck 'em
Maybe they pissed 'cause they see we got the whole team crushing
Or maybe they mad
'Cause my wife looks like she just jumped off a magazine cover
Came from the bottom to top of the globe
Came through the rain through the sleet and the snow
Did it despite all the critics
And didn't even give the Devil a piece of my soul
I think of the roads that I crossed with
Thinking of all of my losses
That shit be making me nauseous
Hating motherfuckers, suck on a soft dick
I went from loathing myself with suicidal thoughts
Now I'm loving life
I went to war with my demons
And I came out with a bloody knife
[Verse 10]
The world is ending
The sky is falling
My fear is rising
The demons calling
Finally realized that I'm the problem
To break the cycle
Belief is calling
I feel like I'm drowning
Drunk on the blood of a broken man
Now that the season's turning
Thunder is pounding and howling, the sounds of the winds of change
Written by: Jack Fowler, Jason Deford, Michael Atha, Tommy Vext, Vaughn Freitag, William Harness
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