Primus (freestyle) Lyrics - Yelawolf

[Intro] 

(Catfish) 

Hi kids! (Come out and play) 

Do you like Primus? (Catfish) 

[Verse 1] 

I was gonna do one of those kind of freestyles 

You know the jack for beat shit 

Practical rapper's speed dial 

Automatic attention 

And sniff out an MP3 file, murder it 

Throw a dead body at your feet and say, " See how?" 

But then I thought, hey, what the fuck is the use? 

I got drunk and listened to Primus, then took it into the stu 

I looped it up for a minute then grabbed the pen 

And began and these menacing mental sentences started syllable groups 

That's over the top, I'm too explanatory 

But my catalog of music is well, mandatory 

Wanna appreciate what I made on that Love Story? 

Look at my history and the history of recording because 

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[Hook 1] 

I popped out the wood like a pine cone 

Dropped in that Alabama time zone 

Popped the shotgun then a microphone 

Oops, pop the trunk, now your mind's blown 

[Verse 2] 

To understand who I was before hip-hop 

You gotta picture this little bitty ass idiot 

Running 'round with a hideous group of sinning, oblivious 

Hicks smokin' a roach and then sniffing gas out of Hemis 

With garden hoses 

Poking holes into my old jeans 

One of those nightmarish, impossible teens 

But i was a young prophet to be seen 

Listenin' to some Skynyrd, then Ozzy, then Billie Jean, hm 

Somebody should have seen my great escape 

Cause I went from pressing my troubles to pressing play on a tape 

My appetite for destruction was pushing me to my fate 

And then The Beastie Boys put me up on that 808 

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[Hook 2] 

It's over with, I'm a vocalist, I can fucking see it 

Two thousand people in front of me singing what I'm singing 

This redneck, slum shit, mixed with this shit's amazing 

What a concept, but my name is Mud 

[Verse 3] 

Damn right mister Claypool 

I couldn't have said it better, you're like an angel 

I'm not as accepted as I expected 

Through my perspective in front of the sexes 

And I didn't get elected 

Like Charlamagne Tha God fuckin' hates me 

Man, wish I felt accomplished by having such a prestigious 

Over achieving genius like Charlamagne to complain about me 

Why can't somebody whose really done something doubt me? 

That's hard luck, fuck it, I'm used to kickin' buckets 

I'm used to pickin' up sticks for the general public 

I don't know how being white is such a sensitive subject 

It ain't like I'm the kind of white like a Jimmy Buffet 

Or mother fuckin' geek undeserving of credibility 

I'm realer than most of these rappers ever was or will it be's 

I don't sell dope and I don't ask why 

I don't pin, fuck quotes, and I don't sell lies 

[Skit] 

Yelawolf, man he changes, man he's so weird 

He went from wearing a mohawk to fuckin' rocking a beard, in a year 

And now he's over that, what is he gonna do? 

And I saw him on Instagram and he's rockin' some cowboy boots? 

[Verse 4] 

I feel great, you should get a pair 

My DJ's got a pair of rattlesnake skin boots, he's outta here 

We like being not like you, that's the point 

Besides I look amazing, Baby, roll me a joint 

And I don't even smoke no more 

I just feel like Willie Nelson more than I have before 

So turn the music up a mother fuckin' tad bit more 

And prepare yourself for another Shady smash of course 

I ain't one of these artists, clearly that stickin', they never change 

I love opening doors, exploring parts of my brain 

Reflected externally through my clothes, views and style 

And it takes a hell of heart to do it in front of a crowd 

Pardon me while I start a new chapter inside my book 

It's a feeling of pure enjoyment to sing you another hook 

To look on your face when you hear it, the shit that I created 

It's amazing and I can feel it, believe it I can relate, but 

[Hook 3] 

Don't be a hater on the fucking clock 

Trimmin' fat takes time, just wait, watch 

These rappers really think they got shit locked 

But they gonna know about me when my album drops 

Love Story 

I'll give it to you motherfuckers when daddy comes home!