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Jelly Roll & Struggle Jennings - Winds Of Change (Lyric Video) ft Tommy Vext & Yelawolf
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Struggle Jennings
Struggle Jennings
Vocals
Jelly Roll
Jelly Roll
Vocals
Tommy Vext
Tommy Vext
Vocals
Yelawolf
Yelawolf
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
William Harness
William Harness
Songwriter
Jason Deford
Jason Deford
Songwriter
Tommy Vext
Tommy Vext
Songwriter
Jack Fowler
Jack Fowler
Songwriter
Michael Atha
Michael Atha
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ScatteredBrains
ScatteredBrains
Producer

Lyrics

Pulling up on a block Parked right next to a cop He's looking at the trunk with a smile Throw the thumbs up, that shit is hot Shit done changed a lot Stick and move got to roll with the punches I had a sack of blow in my pocket And a six pack like I been doing crunches I ain't about law, I'm an outlaw Cut the brick up with a blade and check for the southpaw Pick a bale of hay like a fucking cow call Hold up, hold up, hold up Jelly Roll Struggle and me bout to go nuts Getting to the bread like a Subway So put the cheese on top of the cold cut Yeah spaceship like a zombie Growling out the back g's whipping up C10 on that concrete Bags lifted it up, magnificent Bass kick like a donkey My glove box drop gon' flip it up Wave like a tsunami That slum life not boss zip it up Back when I was 18 I ate the magical bean Boy you was potty training I was out of body playing Couple hard drugs that arranged it proper Pay the dope man don't pay the doctor Used to be broke like mom and papa Now my wife's in fur looking like Chewbacca No college cred but a credit card when that wallet spred No yes man I'm [?] again No Reddit blog that [?] No internet when that trunk pop No tough talk I did it yeah Left major labels, I'm out of here No stars left in my stratosphere The world is ending The sky is falling My fear is rising My demons calling Finally realized That I'm the problem To break the cycle Belief is calling I feel like I'm drowning Drunk on the blood of a broken man Now that the season's turning Thunder is pounding and howling the sounds of the winds of change My people getting sick of pollution The only cure is a revolution We stand and they send the troops in We need change and some resolution Came from the gutter with all my brothers We don't see color naw we die for each other Ride til the motherfucking wheels fall off When the wheels fall off then we get out walking The hell you talking I don't want the violence But I be damned if I sit round here just still in silence The bullets flying, people dying News is lying so our sides dividing Momma crying cuz her son is riding Sky is falling and the stars aligning Change is rising, tides are shifting The human race is gotta make a difference Don't take the picture that they paint and give us Scream too loud they will never hear us They instill the fear to control and steer us Off the edge separate and kill us Divide and conquer fight til I'm a goner Imma die standing up on my feet with honor The world is ending The sky is falling My fear is rising My demons calling Finally realized That I'm the problem To break the cycle Belief is calling I feel like I'm drowning Drunk on the blood of a broken man Now that the season's turning Thunder is pounding and howling the sounds of the winds of change (Hey, hold on) (Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on) Who is he It's the fat mother fucker That be spitting that real shit from Tennessee So confident I could run blindfolded Through the woods and I still wouldn't hit a tree That shit is low, we heard your flow Bitch we all know that you copying us Cuz we be making more moves than a You hoe and making more stops than a bus They hating on me, fuck 'em Maybe they pissed cuz they see we got the whole team crushing Or maybe they mad cuz my wife looks Like the just jumped off a magazine cover Came from the bottom to top of the globe Came through the rain through the sleet and the snow Did it despite all the critics and Didn't even give the devil a piece of my soul I think of the roads that I crossed with Thinking of all of my losses That shit be making me nauseous Hating motherfuckers suck on a soft dick I went from loathing myself with suicidal thoughts Now I'm loving life I went to war with my demons And I came out with a bloody knife The world is ending The sky is falling My fear is rising My demons calling Finally realized That I'm the problem To break the cycle Belief is calling I feel like I'm drowning Drunk on the blood of a broken man Now that the season's turning Thunder is pounding and howling the sounds of the winds of change
Writer(s): Jason Deford, Jack Fowler, Michael Wayne Atha, William Harness, Vaughn Freitag, Tommy Vext Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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