Punk

	  		
Intro: G F (4x)

verse 1: Yelawolf 
D              Gm 
I'm a million lightyears away from the dark 
A thousand miles and running 
Gm 
Country boy can survive 
I'm alive, a loaded gunnin' 
Gm 
Backseat full of crooks 
Cm 
Pen and paper, this one's for the books 
          Gm 
Pack it, wrap it, seal it, send it 
To the corner in a Travis Caddy 
Gm 
Everybody in this motherfucker jumpin', footprints on the wall 
Gimme the losers, the ones who don't fit in 
Gm 
And with this shit we're gonna have a ball 
Eb 
Swing around the mosh pit Dosie Doe 
Cm 
Catfish Billy and a Dobro 
Gm 
I'm Psycho White—oh no 
I'm a chili pepper in an Oldsmobile 
Eb 
Comin' out for the kill 
I don't gamble 
I don't deal with these whose whose in this mass appeal 
                                              Gm 
I just wanna be behind a steering wheel of a semi-truck 
Then get drunk and run amuck 
With every single one of my misfits 
Bitch, that's how we're showin' up 
Eb 
With them lowriders on the west side 
Lift kits from the south 
Jump in the passenger seat of my '69 and hit the bootleg house 
          Gm 
I'm on my new shit, still ready and ruthless 
A public nuisance 
                    Gm 
But I feel right at home 

 
Cm                                    Eb 
Yeah, since they're sleepin' on me, let me wake 'em up 
Gm 
Got the world in my palm, watch me shake it up 
Cm                                     Eb 
Everything I'm talkin' real, I ain't make it up 
Gm 
I know you probably think I care, but I don't give a fuck 
Cm                     Eb 
But I ain't givin' up, I'd rather live it up 
Gm 
Everybody sound the same, you need to switch it up 
Gm 
They still swervin' in my lane, they need to give it up 
D 
But I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck 
D 
I don't give a fuck, really I don't give a fuck 


verse 2: Yelawolf 
                    C 
Still bumpin' Three 6 all day, Hank Williams all day 
    Gm 
So promenade when the lights in the ballroom swing 
And shake and then fall and break with that bottom bass 
           Gm 
Make you wanna tear the club up and go tattoo your face 
Gm 
Country boys, gutter raised, what a blend, that's all it takes 
Eb 
Got a lock in the pocket, a rock in the sock 
Cm 
With a cop I'm a nervous wreck 
Gm 
I never could keep a job 'cause I rob and I take 
And I leave you with nothing left 
Eb 
But mama tried 
Eb 
Mama tried to harvest early and the pot died 
If she ever said I was a good boy, trust me, mama lied 
Gm 
Leave these haters with a cane to walk 
Take these lames with a grain of salt 
Gm 
All I wanna do is take aim, assault, tell my story 
                       Eb 
Paint the wall from Alabama to Atlanta 
From Atlanta I began to build a plan, a panoramic view 
To center who my friends, the men around me was 
                     Gm 
The culture is that slum, and I'm not alone 
I put a flag in Nashville, and I'm feelin' right at home 

 
Cm                                    Eb 
Yeah, since they're sleepin' on me, let me wake 'em up 
Gm 
Got the world in my palm, watch me shake it up 
Cm                                     Eb 
Everything I'm talkin' real, I ain't make it up 
Gm 
I know you probably think I care, but I don't give a fuck 
Cm                     Eb 
But I ain't givin' up, I'd rather live it up 
Gm 
Everybody sound the same, you need to switch it up 
Gm 
They still swervin' in my lane, they need to give it up 
D 
But I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck 
D                                                  A 
I don't give a fuck, really I don't give a fuck 


verse 3: Yelawolf 
                        Eb 
And the whole world is yours 
This I know, because Nas told me so 
Damn right, so give me that bag of money real quick 
                         Gm 
Let's go, I've got it cranked, it's parked out front 
             Gm 
I'm a wanted man and I'm on the run 
Eb 
And I'm goin' back to Cali to the allies where they packin' rallies 
With the skateboarders, punks and rowdies 
And show 'em this country savvy 
Gm      Eb                                 Cm 
I, am, Yelawolf, and I'm feelin' right at home