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Artist: Yelawolf
Canonical path: /yelawolf/unnatural-born-killer
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Unnatural Born Killer
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Unnatural Born Killer
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Okay, okay
I'm pullin' that choppa out that driveway
The tires leave them prints
My devilish bloodstains steel, last night was a close range hit
My room is empty in smoke, dealin' with [?]
Back on with the concrete trips, quick, wonder when [?]
Okay, these bitches ain't the room, bandana, it's tied on my head
Gotta' knock a nap-nap sack, hangin' out the side, you see red
Or be in trailers and trashin', American born to be trashy
They took my ass to the city, I just don't know how to act classy
Black [?] hangin' out of that hat
Just saw 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 all with
I'm a white boy from the South, but I'm also New Side shit
It's unnatural
I'm unnatural
Unntaural born killer, unntaural born killer
Unntaural born killer, unntaural born killer
Unntaural born (okay, okay, okay)
That cigarette is burnin', and [?] the second it hear smoke
The paperwalls of the trailer, deep [?] the day that it broke
There's stinky suites in my closet, that the same old shit
Enemy [?], flippin' that weight, when your boy is hittin' a lick
[?] rims are 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
Bet I'm holdin' it [?]
Gotta get my cut like a bucket knife, for the bucket at top, yeah
Bitch to the rim, no more fishin' for brim
I'm 'bout to take the Great White, go make soup with its fins
Ain't got time, bitch, I'm tied up
Like no new sins, to the fake motherfuckers around me
I need no new friends, that's unnatural
Yeah, I'm unnatural
Unntaural born killer, unntaural born killer
Unntaural born killer, unntaural born killer
Unnatural born
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