Punk (Clean)
Yelawolf, Travis Barker, Juicy J"Punk (Clean)" is a song by Yelawolf, Travis Barker, Juicy J, released in 2017 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:25 long and contains 75 lines and 660 words.
Lyrics
0:26I'm a million lightyears away from the dark
0:27A thousand miles and running
0:29Country boy can survive
0:31I'm alive a loaded gunnin'
0:32Backseat full of crooks
0:33Pen and paper this one's for the books
0:35Pack it wrap it seal it send it
0:37To the corner in a Travis Caddy
0:39Everybody in this motherf**ker jumpin' footprints on the wall
0:41Gimme the losers the ones who don't fit in
0:43And with this sh*t we're gonna have a ball
0:45Swing around the mosh pit Dosie Doe
0:46Catfish Billy and a Dobro
0:48I'm Psycho White oh no
0:50I'm a chili pepper in an Oldsmobile
0:52Comin' out for the kill
0:53I don't gamble
0:54I don't deal with these whose whose in this mass appeal
0:56I just wanna be behind a steering wheel of a semi truck
0:59Then get drunk and run amuck
1:00With every single one of my misfits
1:02B**ch that's how we're showin' up
1:04With them lowriders on the west side
1:06Lift kits from the south
1:07Jump in the passenger seat of my '69 and hit the bootleg house
1:10I'm on my new sh*t still ready and ruthless
1:13A public nuisance
1:14But I feel right at home
1:17Yeah since they're still sleepin' on me let me wake 'em up
1:21Got the world in my palm watch me shake it up
1:24Everything I'm talkin' real I ain't make it up
1:27I know you probably think I care but I don't give a f**k
1:30But I ain't givin' up I'd rather live it up
1:33Everybody sound the same you need to switch it up
1:36They still swervin' in my lane they need to give it up
1:39But I don't give a f**k I don't give a f**k
1:43I don't give a f**k really I don't give a f**k
1:48Still bumpin' three 6 all day Hank Williams all day
1:52So promenade when the lights in the ballroom swing
1:54And shake and then fall and break with that bottom bass
1:56Make you wanna tear the club up and go tattoo your face
1:58Country boys gutter raised what a blend that's all it takes
2:02Got a lock in the pocket a rock in the sock
2:04With a cop I'm a nervous wreck
2:05I never could keep a job 'cause I rob and I take
2:07And I leave you with nothing left
2:08But mama tried
2:09Mama tried to harvest early and the pot died
2:11If she ever said I was a good boy trust me mama lied
2:14Leave these haters with a cane to walk
2:16Take these lames with a grain of salt
2:18All I wanna do is take aim assault tell my story
2:20Paint the wall from Alabama to Atlanta
2:22From Atlanta I began to build a plan a panoramic view
2:25To center who my friends the men around me was
2:27The culture is that slum and I'm not alone
2:30I put a flag in Nashville and I'm feelin' right at home
2:33Yeah since they're still sleepin' on me let me wake 'em up
2:37Got the world in my palm watch me shake it up
2:40Everything I'm talkin' real I ain't make it up
2:44I know you probably think I care but I don't give a f**k
2:47But I ain't givin' up I'd rather live it up
2:50Everybody sound the same you need to switch it up
2:53They still swervin' in my lane they need to give it up
2:56But I don't give a f**k I don't give a f**k
2:59I don't give a f**k really I don't give a f**k
3:05And the whole world is yours
3:06This I know because Nas told me so
3:09Damn right so give me that bag of money real quick
3:11Let's go I've got it cranked it's parked out front
3:15I'm a wanted man and I'm on the run
3:19And I'm goin' back to Cali to the allies where they packin' rallies
3:22With the skateboarders punks and rowdies
3:23And show 'em this country savvy
3:25I am yelawolf and I'm feelin' right at home
I'm a million lightyears away from the dark A thousand miles and running Country boy can survive I'm alive a loaded gunnin' Backseat full of crooks Pen and paper this one's for the books Pack it wrap it seal it send it To the corner in a Travis Caddy Everybody in this motherf**ker jumpin' footprints on the wall Gimme the losers the ones who don't fit in And with this sh*t we're gonna have a ball Swing around the mosh pit Dosie Doe Catfish Billy and a Dobro I'm Psycho White oh no I'm a chili pepper in an Oldsmobile Comin' out for the kill I don't gamble I don't deal with these whose whose in this mass appeal I just wanna be behind a steering wheel of a semi truck Then get drunk and run amuck With every single one of my misfits B**ch that's how we're showin' up With them lowriders on the west side Lift kits from the south Jump in the passenger seat of my '69 and hit the bootleg house I'm on my new sh*t still ready and ruthless A public nuisance But I feel right at home Yeah since they're still sleepin' on me let me wake 'em up Got the world in my palm watch me shake it up Everything I'm talkin' real I ain't make it up I know you probably think I care but I don't give a f**k But I ain't givin' up I'd rather live it up Everybody sound the same you need to switch it up They still swervin' in my lane they need to give it up But I don't give a f**k I don't give a f**k I don't give a f**k really I don't give a f**k Still bumpin' three 6 all day Hank Williams all day So promenade when the lights in the ballroom swing And shake and then fall and break with that bottom bass Make you wanna tear the club up and go tattoo your face Country boys gutter raised what a blend that's all it takes Got a lock in the pocket a rock in the sock With a cop I'm a nervous wreck I never could keep a job 'cause I rob and I take And I leave you with nothing left But mama tried Mama tried to harvest early and the pot died If she ever said I was a good boy trust me mama lied Leave these haters with a cane to walk Take these lames with a grain of salt All I wanna do is take aim assault tell my story Paint the wall from Alabama to Atlanta From Atlanta I began to build a plan a panoramic view To center who my friends the men around me was The culture is that slum and I'm not alone I put a flag in Nashville and I'm feelin' right at home Yeah since they're still sleepin' on me let me wake 'em up Got the world in my palm watch me shake it up Everything I'm talkin' real I ain't make it up I know you probably think I care but I don't give a f**k But I ain't givin' up I'd rather live it up Everybody sound the same you need to switch it up They still swervin' in my lane they need to give it up But I don't give a f**k I don't give a f**k I don't give a f**k really I don't give a f**k And the whole world is yours This I know because Nas told me so Damn right so give me that bag of money real quick Let's go I've got it cranked it's parked out front I'm a wanted man and I'm on the run And I'm goin' back to Cali to the allies where they packin' rallies With the skateboarders punks and rowdies And show 'em this country savvy I am yelawolf and I'm feelin' right at home
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