Mastermind lyrics

[Intro: DJ Paul & Yelawolf]
The promoter of the show is going crazy, man
Hey, pass that, pass that over here
The f*ck is this?
sh*t I got from a groupie
Off-brand PBR or some sh*t?
Probably so, haha
It tastes like sh*t
It do taste like sh*t, yeah
What time we go on?
Now
What time we go on?
Now, let's go, man
Go up to the spot
sh*t
Damn, look at that line
That sh*t crunck
Rock this motherf*cker, I got the beat
Hehehe, yeah

[Verse 1]
Look at my name up under the marquee
And throw up in your lap, b*tch
Still a renegade
Still up in the Chevrolet
Sippin 7 with the lemonade, b*tch
I'm a moonwalker
Starlit like a car sits in the dark when you have parked it like a nude stalker
Catfish Billy (How are you? How are you?)
I'm the king of the lowlifes
Show up at the show with a bunch of rich folk
Lookin' like they ran into a light pole right before they walked in
Car crashed and then bar dashed
In a Hertz rental with a fat lip
Like Burt Reynolds's moustache
We drink it up, f*ck that
We drank it up then tear it down
Crank it up like a pro hound that's beat up and doo-doo brown
(Doo-doo brown?)
Yea doo-doo brown
Tell that fat b*tch take a doo-doo now
'Cause I got that sh*t
Yelawolf up in this motherf*cker with voodoo now
I'm a mastermind
[Chorus]
(Mastermind)
Everything I touch either gets hated or they receive it as
(Mastermind)
Everything I do either gets bit by these heathens or even it's ripped by the seams when I conceive it
(Mastermind)
Everything I touch either gets hated or they receive it as
(Mastermind)
My enemies grieve every time I speak in his mind like a priest in the sky, believe that I'm a
(Mastermind)

[Verse 2]
With a Colgate white smile
Brush my teeth with propane
And blow fire from the teeth of a white child
You motherf*ckers better pipe down
Like you've been caught smokin' bogues
Slumericans all around me
And we've been talkin' cold, yeah
(S)But a state if mind when you're Rollin up a
(L) it ain't me and Nas
Who howl and yell about (U)
Thank god for shady I gotta give it up to (M)
Without him I wouldn't know what the f*ck I would be (E)
Stuck in the south with no C-A-(R)
The rest of this sh*t is kinda cliche (I C-A-N)
La-di-da-di (La-di-da-di)
Uh, yes, I can (Alabama)
Yes, I am
Grew up in the South gettin popped in the mouth if you didn't say sir yes and said ma'am
So I got slapped half the time
That why when I write about the blues then my childhood takes up half the rhyme
Yeah, I'm a psychopath sometimes a mastermind
[Chorus]
(Mastermind)
Everything I touch either gets hated or they receive it as
(Mastermind)
Everything I do either gets bit by these heathens or even it's ripped by the seams when I conceive it
(Mastermind)
Everything I touch either gets hated or they receive it as
(Mastermind)
My enemies grieve every time I speak in his mind like a priest in the sky I believe it I'm a
(Mastermind)

[Verse 3]
b*tch, better put your dukes up
I ain't got time for these vampires
Throw 'em in the fire cause I am that true blood
I'm an angel untangled by the web of a black widow
So sick that I leave a tree standing up straight
Leaned down like a weeping willow
Deep in a pillow, dreaming, sleep walking
Not one motherf*cker in the game ready for the science
I am Stephen Hawking
Fat b*tch in the front row
Dry heave and coughing
Get these hoes some H2O before I get fee'd for assaulting
Blood I see it often
Suds in the bottom of a jug
Left so many duds in the club beat up and crawling
I could've got rich in a teeth auction
On stage like a priest talking
And there will be none after mine
Son of a b*tch and the father of a church
Similar to Jesus when he found Miss Magdalene
Mastermind