Yelawolf & Shooter Jennings: Make Me A Believer

You said I know I get it all, yeah, I bet
I don’t believe ya,
Alright, yeah, okay now
In your mind, you think you can handle it all
I wanna see ya, alright, yeah, okay now
Set up your target
Blame every mistake you made on the luck of a losing
Still bruised from every fight your choosing
Pick a side pick up a gun and shoot it

(Ahhhhh)
Yeah
Make me a believer
(Ahhhhh)
Yeah
Make me a believer

In your mind you
Must be the bossman don’t you
Feel like a cheater
Alright, yeah, okay
Whatever man, big checks
Got gloves you caught that sunset
Oh what a leisure,
Alright, yeah, okay now
Rented Lamborghini for that Hollywood livin
Another night on a thousand count linen
Wouldn’t drop a dollar to save your momma
But .. fuck em’ all long as the team is winning

(Ahhhhh)
Yeah
Make me a believer
(Ahhhhh)
Yeah
Make me a believer

Low down no good
I’m just a white trash no good
But your the deceiver
Alright, yeah, okay now
Bad boys tattooed whiskey drink all-day drug use
I’m a receiver
Damn right, yeah, okay now
At the club with the promiscuous women
Cigarette smoke and cocaine sellin
I’m may be the child of a man in prison
But at least I ain’t no goddamn gimmick
Reasons of rock and roll music and why I preach against it, I believe,
With all of my heart that it is,
A contributing factor to our juvenile delinquency of today, uh the evil,
The feeling that you feel when you sing it

(Ahhhhh)
Yeah
Make me a believer
(Ahhhhh)
Yeah
Make me a believer
(Ahhhhh)
Yeah
Make me a believer
(Ahhhhh)
Yeah
Make me a believer
(Ahhhhh)
Yeah
Make me a believer
(Ahhhhh)
Yeah
Make me a believer