Outlaw Sh*t

[Verse 1] She said storms never last So I'm looking out the window like when's it gonna pass I need some cash, I did the math It keeps ending in subtraction Is it fate or just the laws of attraction I'll never know.. Posi-Traction.. Fast-lane cocaine dealer Tryna' ease the pain with these pain killers I don't want my soul to be stained To obtain my wealth I couldn't learn from his mistakes I had to make 'em myself And I ain't never been scared But reality is frightening My 3 year old daughter's name Came from my indictments Like a VH1 story with a hard ending Shit I'm serving a life sentence An I still got a charge pending Seems like everywhere I go now they watching Hiding this pain in my eyes behind Versaces I can't sleep I'm too busy chasing dreams And the feds sent a posse down like I ain't never seen [Hook: Waylon] Don't you think this outlaw shit Has gotten out of hand What started out to be a joke The law don't understand [Verse 2] I've always been crazy But it helped me from going insane I grew up thinking it's part of the game Them outlaws always taught me Bad guys were the feds Don't get high on your supply Your brain will look like eggs In a skillet Yeah can you feel it Forget it 80's baby, crack era That's how I'm 'a get it Fresh up out of jail New plan, new man But I can't seem to change who I am I'm a hustler I been runnin' for so long from them boys I can't go to sleep without the noise Television's on, .40 by my head Layin' on the couch while my shorty's in the bed If I stay awake till 5 I'll probably sell another ounce Shoes tied tight just in case I gotta bounce Hear they tires hit the gravel How they know I'm back at it? Little girl looking "daddy why you in the attic?" I'm hiding... [Hook: Waylon] Don't you think this outlaw shit Has gotten out of hand What started out to be a joke The law don't understand [Verse 3: Yelawolf] But it's a beautiful view When you're lookin' down From this high Over snow capped mountains Crimson dyed Don't give my momma black roses I got a gun but I'm not strong enough to hold it Crimson dyed A broken record for a token Pay a silver dollar for another crime story But when you're lookin' down From this high And I just made it to the clouds And it'll be a while before I hit the ground And taking freedom from me now Would be like taking water from the Nile Cause the river still flows From a story that a dam couldn't hold [Hook: Waylon] Don't you think this outlaw shit Has gotten out of hand What started out to be a joke The law don't understand