Trial By Fire Lyrics - Yelawolf

Check, check, check 

Let's go Klever 

This is Bones Owens to my right, right here 

To my left DJ Klever 

My name is Yelawolf 

This is Trial By Fire 

Uh 

Back in 1979 it was a cold day in December 

Mamma peeled the paint off the wall , screamin' 

Babie's on the way 

They rushed her to the hospital in that old Chevy truck 

Running 90 miles an hour down them back roads 

Blowing past the sheriff, hid in the woods, 

Smoke bellowing off the engine 

Running hot, must have been a sign 

They rushed her to the emergency room 

Barely made it to the bed 

A few minutes later I was screaming for my first breath 

A little devil the doctor said 

He's got that look in his eye, ya know? 

Reminds me of mischief 

Yeah this ones gonna be trouble I can tell it 

And then the lights went 

Then mamma said doctor something's burning ,I can smell it 

And it was trial by fire 

I'm just under a plane singing to burn it down 

You better watch your step 

When I come around 

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Damn right, uh 

You could hear lightning for miles around 

And oak trees hitting the ground 

The wind tore holes on that old Dixie flag on the capitol steps 

Change is coming, my great grand mamma said 

Quietly clutching her bible, sitting in a rocking chair ,smoking a cigarette 

And the wood creaked beneath the porch and the old dog moaned and cried 

As the sirens passing by 

And Mr. Williams brought a mean batch of that moonshine to the wake 

You know one comes and one goes as they say 

And they laid a flower on the grave 

Buried on December 29th for robbing a bank 

And killed by the police, see you in the next life old friend 

Little did he know, his old friend was back again 

As the son of Sheila Diane 

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And it was trial by fire 

I'm just under a plane singing to burn it down 

You better watch your step 

When I come around 

You know how the story goes 

See me, I'm a curious soul 

A stray bullet to some a chatter and whisper at night and the head of a following storm, a rebel at heart ,a devilish grin 

A leader of men, a preacher at ten 

I was already in to spiritual sin 

Back in the saddle again 

12s in the back of the trunk, making it rattle again 

Giving them nothing but punk 

Living, the baby, the babie's got powers, the baby is haunted 

Fuck a church, I'm a confession 

Professional, public annointed 

Came from the wrong side of the tracks 

Bring me the ? outta the back 

Keeping these gutter dogs raised 

With these alley way cats 

Seen what these others can't see 

My poetry is a reflection of ? up from the bottom 

And climbing that fucking tree, but I brought a chainsaw 

I come to build a house up out of it, chopping 

Limbs off this culture, and putting soliders up inside of it 

Limbs, brick, mortar, board up the windows 

For the tornado, I'm a fatal blow to these honorable foes 

Bag up the hot potato 

And it was trial by fire 

I'm just under a plane singing to burn it down 

You better watch your step 

When I come around