Be The One

[Intro: Yelawolf] Ey what up Ritchie I’m not sure if you’re aware or not but I’m Illuminati We controlling the minds of all the youth Shady, the evil empire Yeah you got me pegged motherfucker You got me, fuck y’all [Verse 1: Yelawolf] Man people really got me confused, what did I do? Outside being a human being seeing my dreams through? Never did shit to nobody but invite them out to my party Get’em drunk and maybe even tell them a story or two Some think I’m Illuminati ‘cuz I’m a light in the dark Lookin’ for masonic symbols inside of my body art That’s hilarious Marshall, what the fuck you do to these folks? Crazy motherfuckers tryin’ to put me and you in the boat With Royce da 5’9”, Crooked I, Budden and Joell But I’m on this ship and I don’t give a shit, oh well I see the storm, let the boat sail And I’m on deck but the rain pourin’ off my raincoat tails They see God in me ‘cuz I know Hell They see the criminal inside of me probably ‘cuz I broke jail But my soul is not on wholesale And when I die, my people will be cryin’ the first No? Well look [Hook] If I’m gonna be the one, then everybody comes to one Then I guess the battle has begun, fuck it then, let’s have some fun ‘Cuz I promise I will never run, never run from what I’ve become ‘Cuz all that dumb shit that I’ve done, built me up to make me the one [Verse 2: Yelawolf] Jesus Christ sittin’ passenger with the .45 Turn the page, I got a new way to earn in pay Stickin’ bitches up with a crucifix while Lucifer sits With a Vice Magazine, burning every page Well I guess it’s my turn to play The wildcard of Shady’s clique and new world order’ll play Talkin’ shit, yeah that’s sorta gay But I ain’t homophobic; I punch a homo like I punch a man No way, are you serious? Claiming that I got hipsters brainwashed and they all coming to my show But if you took a moment and took my dick out your mouth You would see all the versatility on the front row I convert, revert people to desert People who miss being them people of Wolf, go home And if you’re 'bout it enough, anybody doubtin’ They come to the Circle of Psychos and you be done So look [Hook] [Verse 3: Yelawolf] The one gathering people, some people think that I’m king Some people think that I’m trash, some people shout and they scream Don’t bother me, I’m a survivor, I’m alive and livin’ my dream In a microwave society I’m a steady stream Don’t need no validation from any cultural thieves No magazines or blogs or anybody who don’t believe If you’re behind the camera, than just point it at me ‘Cuz I’ll be making this movie and you’re just making a scene, check it Missy Eliot gave me a shot and I love her for it I wasn’t ready, I should have waited, but when you poor And you got a two year old baby and one on the way You be crazy to see opportunity at your door and ignore it So you lookin’ back and callin’ me whack and ho for When all I wanted to do was get my kids out that apartment And that’s important And I went from not having a home, to everything I owned up in storage I made a sacrifice any daddy would make ‘Cuz I cannot stand and look when they look into daddy’s face When the government picked away at every penny that I made I had to borrow money to get my son a fuckin’ birthday cake Yeah, I guess that’s a hard balance to weigh Chase the rap game, or manage a subway Well I suck at making a sandwich and rappin’ don’t get me paid But if I stick to then I’ll get through with it someday I’ll be the one, you can talk shit about me I’ll be the one that you think is a part of some fucked up cult I’ll be the one you can hate But [Hook] [Outro: Yelawolf] I ain’t mad motherfucker It’s that new church, I be pastor What’s up Wolf pack? Let's get the summer started Open up this rhyme book, give you some motherfucking quotables