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YelaWolf( Michael Wayne Atha )
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Hall Pass
All the time, all the time
Verse1：Kydd
Mister all that and a baggy... skip classy
Told her i'd be back in a flashy... exactly
Keep an alibi and hall pass me..
she didn't expect nothin... I did this all last week
Some upper class ass try and bag me..
Used to call her Maxy pad her name Maxy
Now she don't look half as bad no she a damn queen...
talkin 'bout under the bleachers doin the damn thing
Get wit it or get lost...
Toss to the wolves... Kinda hard to keep my thoughts out tha sewers
Yo how he get the vaults out tha stores?
& all them thoghts were happenin even before I walked out tha door
Headin downstairs for some air..who is there?
Mr. Walker in a chair 'Where your hall pass'
Kept it player... already had it prepared..
now puttin L'z in tha air headed to tha lair.
Hook:
Where ya hall pass? I got.. I keep it on me
Don't need no hood pass.. you got..Them my ppl homie
Yo Where ya hall pass? I got.. I keep it on me
Don't need no hood pass.. you got..Them my ppl homie
Verse 2: Yelawolf
I'm on it...fresh fish..smell it..
muddy water in my eye lids..hoes i'm highly upset..
It's me you lookin at like what what the fuck am I doin here?
I'm hip to tha hop, don't they use it for brewin beer?
Right..hops..right like jump-around...
got a pump in tha trunk for any fuckinchump in town
Something sounds like onions now..makin you wanna cry
Haters look looks like babies when my lyrics personify..
But I'm out that gate like a fuckin racin dog...chasin a rabbit..
One foot to the nose..dominant bitch I'm takin off
Zip-line but i'm out that side...with a pound of ice...
for the broken bones & blackened eyes...on the track I ride
Bein creative that's a sacrifice, and i'm on tha crossline,..you know who
But I play the cards, play some UNO too..
& lay some you know what in what's her name..
that's some uncle game...fuck um I'm chunkin' lame
laughin and tappin at em, de-taggin ya fashion boy
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that shit is super lame..you got on.. packages at my house
Im famous, slumerican never been nothin like me..
makin money for real never been nothin likely
Never been so excited to see my couple of icey...cola
Up in wal-mart tryna reach a quota..
and Im so over this sofa, but ima leave it on my porch incase my neighbors come over
Hook:
Where ya hall pass? I got.. I keep it on me
Don't need no hood pass.. you got..Them my ppl homie
Yo Where ya hall pass? I got.. I keep it on me
Don't need no hood pass.. you got..Them my ppl homie
Verse3: Kydd
Slumerican...Lz and my rebel friends...
Knock Knock who the hell let them devils in?
Yellin hellow kitty kickin heroin
..smokin like chimney wit a gypsy and my fellow friends
Tell em kyddy here, the weirdy weird midi mike breaker
The city scared wasn't prepared it was only an ice breaker
Mt dialogue be right along with writers poems
Name a higher arch suppling art? Well I don't know em....
I have to show..these tag alongs all have it wrong
I was makin rapid songs when mother was snappin on...
Me and my brother for havin the base to loud....
& fucka hand out..them niggas face too proud
& Fuck tha police..is NWA too loud?
The sounds of the bruised and battered..used in this music chapter..
infused and captured..but u just have ta...loose the fabrication
to have a statement as tall as the Appalachian..
the beat facin decapitation in yo presence wrappin up this new rappers nation
Get yo hall pass deactivated..
Assaulted and aggravated..you know it you fascinated
Shouldn't even have to say it
Hook:
Where ya hall pass? I got.. I keep it on me
Don't need no hood pass.. you got..Them my ppl homie
Yo Where ya hall pass? I got.. I keep it on me
Don't need no hood pass.. you got..Them my ppl homie
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