LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeBest Friend (With Yelawolf)
Ain't never been much of the church typeBut I believe in the last daysI walk through hell almost every nightBut I believe it's a pathwaySay, boy, what you doin' with your lifeWith those tattoos on your face?Say, boy, you know that you'll pay the priceWell, I guess I'll see when I head that wayTo the Father, Son, and Holy SpiritI hold you nearestMy best friend, (Best friend)Let the trumpets blow with your appearanceI can almost hear itMy best friend, (Best friend)When you wish me hell upon my soul and spiritBehold these lyricsI got a best friend, (Best friend)Yeah, I got a best friend, (Best friend)YeahI don't know much about Holy BiblesBut I grew up in the Bible BeltI put my love for a woman on idleBecause I got beat with my mama's beltBut I learned from my mistakesTry hard to respect people for what they believin' inBut if you spit on my fuckin' graveAnd wish me Hell, then I wish you wellI'ma send you straight up to my best friendTo the Father, Son, and Holy SpiritI hold you nearestMy best friend, (Best friend)Let the trumpets blow with your appearanceI can almost hear itMy best friend, (Best friend)When you wish me hell upon my soul and spiritBehold these lyricsI got a best friend, (Best friend)Yeah, I got a best friend, (Best friend)YeahGod, please would you arm me with the armorTo calm me when there's drama like Gandhi?Could have gone the other way many timesCould have turned Dalai with the llama, but I squashed myBeefs, and things seemTo be looking decent recently, but don't jinx itIt's like Clint Eastwood looking for peace thoughMaybe not finna enter the priesthoodBut at least should make an attempt toShow some remorse and to be some sort of a repenterFor the people I've been a menace toNot a preacher but a shit starter and finisherEnter the mind of a thick skin, but a short temperThis patience of mine is thinnerThan twine is when IGet attacked, so I might say something backThat might offend youSo if you don't like when I rap or what I have toSay on the mic, then you might wanna act justLike quarterbacks and take a fuckin' hike when I snap 'causeI'm a sinner, and I, I got a best friend, best friendPlus balls and intestinesAnd they never been yes menThey gon' tell me when I'm fuckin' up the minute I'm ever givin' it less thanI'm about to vomit and I can feel it comin''Cause failure's somethin' I can barely stomachAnd I only listen to my gutSo unless you're my fuckin' belly buttonDon't tell me nuttin', you ain't my best friend, best friendWho you think I'm talkin' 'bout?Lifts me up when I'm down and outStill look to him without a doubtStill got a best friend, best friendShout it outLike there's never been a louder mouthShould have never been allowed a mouthNow that I got a higher power, nowWhen I blackout, power outage—owwThey powerless, but they crowd aroundThey tend to flock like shepherds, the black sheepBut I'll be the worst thing that these motherfuckers ever heardWhen I'm counted outYou'll be D-O-A, they'll announceBut pronounce you dead when they sound it outSo prepare for a rival, your arch enemy surrounds you nowHe's all around you—blaowNot even the doctors at the hospitalAre gonna shiggy-shock you back to lifeIt's im-piggy-possible to revive youThat's word to the Diggy DocStiggy-stoppin' is not an optionSomethin' I'm not gonna doI'm the Iggy Pop of hip-hop when I walk in the boothDawg, I'm the truth, like Biggie rockin' with 2Pac in a suitTalkin' to Proof, droppin' a deuceFill up a syllable clip like a refillable script, cock it and shootAnd who you think's my Glock that I use?That I pull from to get my strength up against these hatersAnd he'll be waitin' at the gate when you get sprayed upSendin' you hoes straight up to deal with my best friendTo the Father, Son, and Holy SpiritI hold you nearestMy best friend, (Best friend)Let the trumpets blow with your appearanceI can almost hear itMy best friend, (Best friend)When you wish me hell upon my soul and spiritBehold these lyricsI got a best friend, (Best friend)Yeah, I got a best friend, (Best friend)Yeah
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