Harvest (feat. Struggle Jennings) - Yelawolf

Struggle's real So real 5 a.m. comes early, jacking Folgers in his cup He wakes her up and lays her clothes out and packs her lunch Got to rush to catch the school bus Ponytails and toothbrush Sometimes it seems it's too much He waves goodbye, then he sighs 12-hour days and barely getting by Her mama working third shift and he hopes she ain't back getting high On a slippery slope slowly slip into a pit Hanging off her dear life, losing grip but he refused to quit I see the look in your eyes and I know how you feel Work your fingers to the bone just to cover the bills You wanna leave that single white trailer in the hollow for a house up on the hill You don't care how they feel 'Cause the struggle is real I know the struggle is real She's almost 40 and still dancing on that brass pole Customers are disrespectful, manager's an asshole Her greater goals overshadow all the sorrows 5 a.m. will take forever, few more minutes 'til tomorrow Not enough dollars in her garter for their house of dreams Run into the dressing room, slams the door and starts to scream Where she wants to be in life is still a distant image At her wit's end, still is infinite, story hasn't ended I see the look in your eyes and I know how you feel Work your fingers to the bone just to cover the bills You wanna leave that single white trailer in the hollow for a house up on the hill You don't care how they feel 'Cause the struggle is real I know the struggle is real He walks outside and throws his tools into his pickup truck Looks up and smiles, see her Altima is pulling up Her weight is lifted, her door's open, and he knows she's sober He grabs the holder, she finds comfort underneath his shoulder As they embrace, all of their worries are erased Because together they can face all the obstacles in place Pulls out of the holler to go make an honest dollar Paid dues won't lose, smile through the blues of blue collar I see the look in your eyes and I know how you feel Work your fingers to the bone just to cover the bills You wanna leave that single white trailer in the hollow for a house up on the hill You don't care how they feel 'Cause the struggle is real I see the look in your eyes and I know just how you feel Work your fingers to the bone just to cover the bills You wanna leave that single white trailer in the hollow for a house up on the hill You don't care how they feel 'Cause the struggle is real I know the struggle is real

I take a moment just to breathe when I'm feeling that stress With my sins on my sleeve, with what heart I have left 'Til I take my last breath, I will battle with the flesh I picked the side for which I ride There ain't no straddle in the fizz (lord, please) I feel the time passing by I can feel the crash coming I been on a manic high Reminisce to cooking packs Changed my life, no looking back The only man I fear is the reflection I'm looking at Only time I'm ever happy is when I'm keeping a buzz I feel a wall around myself and the people I love Lord, protect me from the storm, I feel the thunder again I done prayed before with a pistol under my chin (Lord please) 'Cause I know that I've been living wrong All along, I just didn't wanna be alone Pray for me, 'cause I know that I've been living wrong All along, I just didn't wanna be alone I'm so afraid of me My demons keep chasing me There ain't no saving me I can't get away from me Pray for me 'Cause I know that I've been living wrong I can't get away from me Pray for me I just didn't wanna be alone I can't get away from me I can't get away from me I can't get away from me Still running from the devil, stiletto's on the gas pedal Pain so high that she crying in a falsetto Echos of my last words' louder than her screams Living in a nightmare, I promised her a dream But I promise this ain't her, this is me My life is slipping through my hand, her love's at my feat I beat myself up 'til my eyes swelled shut So I can't see the love and the choice that's in front of me, fuck I feel stuck in a rut, deep pain in my gut I'm an angel to my demons that duck that cup Built a wall around my heart not to hide It's to keep my love safe from what I see inside Pray for me, 'cause I know that I've been living wrong All along, I just didn't wanna be alone Pray for me, 'cause I know that I've been living wrong All along, I just didn't wanna be alone I'm so afraid of me My demons keep chasing me There ain't no saving me I can't get away from me Pray for me 'cause I know that I've been living wrong I can't get away from me Pray for me, I just didn't wanna be alone I can't get away from me I can't get away from me I can't get away from me

There's a train on the mountain Burnin' coal, runnin' fast 'Round the way I can hear it As it's comin' on down the tracks It's old but it's strong, keeps movin' on It shakes the leaves and the grass The train is all black, like the man from the past The ghost of old Johnny Cash Young man lookin' at his young hands But the hands of time move faster than he understands That time was long ago, many winds down the road The railroad couldn't hold, ties that so many broke The young man shovels all the coal in the stove And the leaves change colors when the breath in the smoke And the steel cuts through the prairies and the stones The mans eyes are weary and he's so far from home The train shakes the ground you can hear it from afar The coal burns bright, you can see it like the stars The moonlight shines like the headlights from cars It howls at the night, like the man out at bars Now these old timers pass, hard as coal it's all black Like the man Johnny Cash, put his soul in these tracks And it rolls off the tracks, whistle blow when it pass Can't control it so fast, he just hopes he don't crash There's a train on the mountain Burnin' coal, runnin' fast 'Round the way I can hear it As it's comin' on down the tracks It's old but it's strong, keeps movin' on It shakes the leaves and the grass (Ha ha) The train is all black, like the man from the past The ghost of old Johnny Cash (Struggle) Certain prayers were never spoken, I was too ashamed to ever ask him It's hard to bask in the glory while my love was keep on passin' I don't have enough cash to get 'em out of their bind Try to bring a little light to lead 'em out of the blind Hard to find peace when war is all you've ever known Hard to find a trains path when these tracks are overgrown And they're home to the snakes, layin, lookin' for their opportunity To uproot every seed that I had sewn They throw in the key and strip his kids from their only home Lonely and alone, behind walls I tore down every stone That I had ever hid behind, rocky path like Stallone The underdog will get declined, until They climb and claim it's time Diggin', grindin' up the mountain Flag flies this is mine Won't be dead get in line, your side of the fence has been defined At the cross roads where the life and death are intertwined Singin' to the man in black, so long my clementine There's a train on the mountain Burnin' coal, runnin' fast 'Round the way I can hear it As it's comin' on down the tracks It's old but it's strong, keeps movin' on It shakes the leaves and the grass The train is all black, like the man from the past The ghost of old Johnny Cash

I'll have it as soon as I earn the money to buy it That's a long time away Daddy, you gonna tell her what Ma said? I've been that boy since I was smoking banana peels Back in Alabama with the ball-pen Hammer knocking hubcaps off the wheels Stealing bowties off the grills Mama said, "No carbonated soda 'fore you go to bed" But I never listened to her A two-liter bong with a tinfoil bowl Full of cheap hydro is illegal, I'm sure But I learned from watching the neighbors Yeah, watching the neighbors Got me in Jordache jeans Feeling real hot, hanging from my pocket, a pager Yeah, buddy boy, I'm clean Cubic zirconium rocks in my earrings Give me that stone and a mobile phone And I carry that gem like me and Irene I'm getting totally stoked Sipping Creek Water with me and my folks I'm getting totally throwed My flock is waddling around Can't keep my ducks in a row And I can't keep up with this bullshit they calling dope But I'm married to her I can't leave this bitch neither Rock and roll pussy, I cannot turn down Even though she's a liar, a thief, and a cheater, I need her That long hair ain't gonna cover up that red neck, boy Catfish Billy That motherfucker Billy in the house Billy and I'm really in the house Really like I'm really on the couch Chopping up dope, boy, I ain't never seen a drought You ain't never seen a Catfish Billy There'll never be another from the South Never be a mother with the style To make another me, not now The King of Alabama That ain't never been a doubt, just bounce I'm Catfish Billy That motherfucker Billy in the house Billy and I'm really in the house Really like I'm really on the couch Chopping up dope, boy, I ain't never seen a drought You ain't never seen a Catfish Billy There'll never be another from the South Never be a mother with the style To make another me, not now The King of Alabama That ain't never been a doubt, just bounce Still got the bottom beating like gorillas Checking my trunk like a killer You ain't fucking with Slumerican, stop, uh Bitch, go to sleep, grab a pillow Go to sleep with your stinking ass I ain't got time, I ain't taking trash Out to the bin, take you out with my pen And then I take a bottle and break the glass (Ooh) I done built me a fortress And I didn't have to beg, plead, or force it Got enough forces to sit on my porch and not move And still be in orbit An ancient alien, homo sapien Me and rap is like bee to orca Turn water to wine, one dollar a time Drink it up, it's fine, there's no need to cork it Gorgeous, mmh, give me those 'Cause I remember me and mama popping penny rolls And if you wasn't with me when the shit hit the fan Then you cannot get a penny, you ain't getting any, bro Gotta pay the taxes when the wood is out And the kerosene can is filled up to the brim Don't look at him, go get the matches Lace up and then take a hike I'm making shit that is major like I'm pulling up on them big wheels You couldn't pedal a baby bike I do not hang at the same club in the same town every damn night I am not making hip-hop for the hip-hop award show or the 'Gram likes 'Cause I'm... Catfish Billy That motherfucker Billy in the house Billy and I'm really in the house Really like I'm really on the couch Chopping up dope, boy, I ain't never seen a drought You ain't never seen a Catfish Billy There'll never be another from the South Never be a mother with the style To make another me, not now The King of Alabama That ain't never been a doubt, just bounce I'm Catfish Billy That motherfucker Billy in the house Billy and I'm really in the house Really like I'm really on the couch Chopping up dope, boy, I ain't never seen a drought You ain't never seen a Catfish Billy There'll never be another from the South Never be a mother with the style To make another me, not now The King of Alabama That ain't never been a doubt, just bounce