Yelawolf - Unnatural Born Killer (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Yelawolf - Unnatural Born Killer (en) Lyrics
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Okay, okay
I'm pullin' that chopper out that driveway,
the tires leavin' prints
My denim is bloodstained still, last
night was a close range hit
Bar room is emptyin' smoke, billowing
from the chimney tip
Back wall of the concrete drips, Creek
Water in the flask, it get sipped
Okay, these bitches acting rude,
bandana is tied on my head
Got a knot in that knapsack, hangin'
out the side, you see red
Opiate tailor is trashy, Slumerican
born to be trashy
They took my ass to the city, I just
don't know how to act classy
Black feather hangin' out that hat,
just so them punks see me comin'
From a tribe called broke, so
I'm not breakin' or runnin'
Fuck all that racism, bitch, and
who the fuck you roll with
I'm a white boy from the South,
but I'm on some new South shit
It's unnatural
I'm unnatural
Unnatural born killer
Unnatural born, okay, okay, okay
That cigarette is burnin',
inhaling secondhand smoke
The paper walls of the trailer
dilapidated and broke
There's dickie suits in my closet,
back to the same old shit
And I'm either flippin' that weight
or your boy is hittin' a lick
My chain done fell off the sprocket,
rims all crooked and wobbly
But I can't quit while they
watching, so I gotta keep
rollin' and rockin'
Drive it like I stole it, then drop it
off, let 'em hold it and chop it
Gotta get my cut like a pocket knife,
for the bucket off topic, yeah
Bitch, to the rim, no more
fishin' for brim
I'm 'bout to take the great white,
go make soup with its fins
I ain't got time, bitch, I'm
tied up like no loose ends
To the fake motherfuckers around me
I need no new friends,
that's unnatural
Yeah, I'm unnatural
Unnatural born
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