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Featuring Yelawolf (Verse 1) Have you ever been to outer space Tour bus living like a balisaur Over no counter space Evaluate the life but the future's hard to calculate Can't stop but you gotta look at everybody putting on a smiley face Have you seen a sunshine in the cloudy day You light the over cash you really hope with that Could you light the darkness that comforts you Like a compass do Buzzer 'em like you just flew up the zoo Higher than a middle school kid up on glue Sucking really on mouth from dark alone Fix faith the rubsticks we start the fight Knowing that the real shit is coming soon You could wind a song or two I heard it backwards Wishing close my eyes and saw the blackbirds Eating on a dead raccoon Starting to think I'm bad when I was scared to say bad words And for the internet making up facebook passwords I see casper slow in my room When I pray I guess she come down and bring f words People kill deal for the ant lords I didn't really wanna pet one Letras de cancionesI didn't really wanna let one live Or some futuristic shit like the Jetsons Yes man floating on my home boy Step on Fitting to my pops all that 'cause a lecture Take a step and I drip in the death of my headphone Singing on the floor in the restroom get some (Hook) x2 Looking at the world with my eye lids shut We give it all to live but when we die then what My eyes electrifying like the lightning struck I look up in the sky and hope that I get up In heaven , heaven (Verse 2) Hey pass me the squigy (somebody do up) I'm sick in New Port doing coke (in my bus) In New Port doing coke but (You are so far) You done brought 2 hoes backstage (That shit ain't goal) You told me 3 hoes was deal 'Cause they were (headbanging) Or you could be certain that the meat curve (was hanging) Hey let me get another shot of jack (FUCK YEAH!) What?! oh you drank it all (FUCK YOU!) Fuck it where's the canadian mist Now I'm on some plastic bottle drinking shit And my tour manager's looking for somewhere to sink his dick (Brooklyn) Represent, represent sent, trap call myth , represent ,represent sent The bottle ain't girl for queen queen Somebody ways to swim badadduuu duduuu And I mean that from the bottom of my nuts 3 more shots I moonshine I do fine (Hook) x2 Looking at the world with my eye lids shut We give it all to live but when we die then what My eyes electrifying like the lightning struck I look up in the sky and hope that I get up In heaven , heaven From Letras Mania