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Struggle Jennings - Crash Site Lyrics



Struggle Jennings - Crash Site Lyrics
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[ Featuring Yelawolf ]

Well, let me tell you 'bout my past life
I was broke running' on e with the gaslight
Life a wreck but I was dancing at the crash site
Came from nothin' had to hustle get the fam right
Did my time like a man, yea you damn right
Life darker than my heart in the black night
Lit a wildfire baby this the campsite
Raise ya guns or put ya hands high
Ain't no time for you to stand by
Welcome to the crash site
Nothin' left but the survivors
And them til the death fighters
Love and loyalty's required
Where the killas gone kill 'em
Angels gon' feel 'em
All my dogs off the chain sick, get 'em

I've been rollin' all alone just picturing (welcome to the crash site)
Making mirror on a steel horse in the sunshine all the blistering
Still cold as the winter wind
A lot of people back at home still wondering
When and where, I don't really know where I'm going
All I know is I don't owe a motherf*ckin' cent to them
Not a penny, not a sentiment
Here we go

If my motor don't run, I'ma get out and run
If I run up out of gas, all I do is just laugh
I crash, till I crash, I'ma ride
If my life is all mine, all I got is this time
I'ma hold that motherf*cker, I'ma push that line
I crash, till I crash, till I crash

Mama had that witchcraft way back in the sticks
So I became a naturalist with the chevy wheel
Holistic 'cause them boys grip and polish wood
Holy water in the dixie cup on that for real
Dropped a verse and ran up out the booth, I caught the ghost
Targets on us catching shit and I just made the kill
Snipers nest up on the porch, I'm looking at these cowards
Shower love and empty shells, up out the record deal
The drums never empty, till these punks never really don't succumb to the wave
I make my own and ride it plenty I'm a
Slumerican, made man arrogant
When I need to be I don't expect to get a severance
Apology when I'm wobbling up out the chair again
Want to get a photo, maybe no, maybe I'm there again
The fame don't cherish it, fame's only carrying
The work I put into it, but I do it like a champion for me
And that's good enough for me, that ain't good enough for you
I suggest you let it be
I do anything for love except for give you everything
So I keep it dolo, in the mainstream

I've been rollin' all alone just picturing (yeah yelawolf)
Making mirror on a steel horse in the sunshine all the blistering
Still cold as the winter wind
A lot of people back at home still wondering
When and where, I don't really know where I'm going
All I know is I don't owe a motherf*ckin' cent to them
Not a penny, not a sentiment
Here we go

If my motor don't run, I'ma get out and run
If I run up out of gas, all I do is just laugh
I crash, till I crash, I'ma ride
If my life is all mine, all I got is this time
I'ma hold that motherf*cker, I'ma push that line
I crash, till I crash, till I crash

Let me tell you 'bout my right now
I done took too many hits to end the fight now
80 yard line with no time outs
I can see the end zone, I can hear the crowd loud
Welcome to the crash site
Made it through another last night
So proud of where we came from, show ya what me made of
Only god can save us, we are the crusaders
What are you afraid of?

I've been rollin' all alone just picturing
Making mirror on a steel horse in the sunshine all the blistering
Still cold as the winter wind
A lot of people back at home still wondering
When and where, I don't really know where I'm going
All I know is I don't owe a motherf*ckin' cent to them
Not a penny, not a sentiment
Here we go

If my motor don't run, I'ma get out and run
If I run up out of gas, all I do is just laugh
I crash, till I crash, I'ma ride
If my life is all mine, all I got is this time
I'ma hold that motherf*cker, I'ma push that line
I crash, till I crash, till I crash
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Well, let me tell you 'bout my past life
I was broke running' on e with the gaslight
Life a wreck but I was dancing at the crash site
Came from nothin' had to hustle get the fam right
Did my time like a man, yea you damn right
Life darker than my heart in the black night
Lit a wildfire baby this the campsite
Raise ya guns or put ya hands high
Ain't no time for you to stand by
Welcome to the crash site
Nothin' left but the survivors
And them til the death fighters
Love and loyalty's required
Where the killas gone kill 'em
Angels gon' feel 'em
All my dogs off the chain sick, get 'em

I've been rollin' all alone just picturing (welcome to the crash site)
Making mirror on a steel horse in the sunshine all the blistering
Still cold as the winter wind
A lot of people back at home still wondering
When and where, I don't really know where I'm going
All I know is I don't owe a motherf*ckin' cent to them
Not a penny, not a sentiment
Here we go

If my motor don't run, I'ma get out and run
If I run up out of gas, all I do is just laugh
I crash, till I crash, I'ma ride
If my life is all mine, all I got is this time
I'ma hold that motherf*cker, I'ma push that line
I crash, till I crash, till I crash

Mama had that witchcraft way back in the sticks
So I became a naturalist with the chevy wheel
Holistic 'cause them boys grip and polish wood
Holy water in the dixie cup on that for real
Dropped a verse and ran up out the booth, I caught the ghost
Targets on us catching shit and I just made the kill
Snipers nest up on the porch, I'm looking at these cowards
Shower love and empty shells, up out the record deal
The drums never empty, till these punks never really don't succumb to the wave
I make my own and ride it plenty I'm a
Slumerican, made man arrogant
When I need to be I don't expect to get a severance
Apology when I'm wobbling up out the chair again
Want to get a photo, maybe no, maybe I'm there again
The fame don't cherish it, fame's only carrying
The work I put into it, but I do it like a champion for me
And that's good enough for me, that ain't good enough for you
I suggest you let it be
I do anything for love except for give you everything
So I keep it dolo, in the mainstream

I've been rollin' all alone just picturing (yeah yelawolf)
Making mirror on a steel horse in the sunshine all the blistering
Still cold as the winter wind
A lot of people back at home still wondering
When and where, I don't really know where I'm going
All I know is I don't owe a motherf*ckin' cent to them
Not a penny, not a sentiment
Here we go

If my motor don't run, I'ma get out and run
If I run up out of gas, all I do is just laugh
I crash, till I crash, I'ma ride
If my life is all mine, all I got is this time
I'ma hold that motherf*cker, I'ma push that line
I crash, till I crash, till I crash

Let me tell you 'bout my right now
I done took too many hits to end the fight now
80 yard line with no time outs
I can see the end zone, I can hear the crowd loud
Welcome to the crash site
Made it through another last night
So proud of where we came from, show ya what me made of
Only god can save us, we are the crusaders
What are you afraid of?

I've been rollin' all alone just picturing
Making mirror on a steel horse in the sunshine all the blistering
Still cold as the winter wind
A lot of people back at home still wondering
When and where, I don't really know where I'm going
All I know is I don't owe a motherf*ckin' cent to them
Not a penny, not a sentiment
Here we go

If my motor don't run, I'ma get out and run
If I run up out of gas, all I do is just laugh
I crash, till I crash, I'ma ride
If my life is all mine, all I got is this time
I'ma hold that motherf*cker, I'ma push that line
I crash, till I crash, till I crash
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Writer: Michael Wayne Atha, William Harness
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Performed By: Struggle Jennings
Featuring: Yelawolf
Language: English
Length: 4:30
Written by: Michael Wayne Atha, William Harness

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