Songtext Tm3 intro Yelawolf

Tm3 intro

Trunk Muzik
Trunk Muzik 3
Ala-fucking-bama
Trunk Muzik
Slumerican
Shady
Trunk Muzik
Supahot Beatz
And we still bumpin' that Trunk, bitch

I take a piss in the battle, throw that bitch at your papa
Smoke flyin' off the chopper and it's chokin' your mama
She can't breathe with this funk, what I conceive in the trunk
They disbelieve in the son, bitch, best believe I'm the one
I got that bump in the back with the box bodies, Creekwater until I'm walkin' wobbly
I'm a businessman, I don't keep it political, fuck the world and I'm not sorry
The priest was thinkin' I'm Illuminati 'cause Eminem is a close kin
I might as well because I give 'em hell, for that white bread, put the toast in
Not simply a rapper (Uh), but I snap like a crispy cracker
When I peel the pages out the book and hook it, that's a life story, no empty chapters
Pull up on 'em in the '59, shinin' like a trailer park king in the boots that can walk
Alligator how I look to pile up all I made until the fade is chopped, should've been a law
Trunk, shake it, trunk, trunk, shake it
Trunk, shake it, trunk, trunk, shake it, shake it (Trunk Muzik)
Trunk, shake it, trunk, trunk, shake it
Trunk, shake it, trunk, trunk, shake it, shake it (Trunk Muzik)

Money pilin' up, we ain't got shit to do, we hit the bar and settle up a $20 tab, we left the pen drunk
And walkin' out the back without a rider, even bein' smart enough to take an Uber, go to Hooters, stackin' double shooters
Throw a lot of Hooters, hit the alleyway and paddle my way over to the studio, I'm travelin', I'm movin'
Head rattlin', I'm at church with the new God, on another level, bitch, better grab a ruler
Quarter back of anything slum and I'm throwin' bullets, could've been a stylist, you admire this mullet
Wanna catch a vibe, then take a violent bullet, walk a country mile and take a ride in my [?]
For the 808s under the bed of the Chevy for the bittys, keepin' them ready, throwin' the confetti, hittin' the powder heavy, uh
Catfish deep gettin' heady, alien shit for my ship, SETI
And it's a walk in the park when I'm talkin' the talk, like walkin' a dog
No leash for the beast, no caution at all, be alert if the dog starts barkin' at y'all
'Cause I'm a marvellous shit starter, I'm poppin' a hit, causin' a rocket to flip harder
A product of rock and roll, these suckers just pickpocket the creative profit and go remake it to make a dollar

Trunk, shake it, trunk, trunk, shake it
Trunk, shake it, trunk, trunk, shake it, shake it (Trunk Muzik)
Trunk, shake it, trunk, trunk, shake it
Trunk, shake it, trunk, trunk, shake it, shake it (Trunk Muzik)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Trunk Muzik)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Trunk Muzik)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (Trunk Muzik)
Uh, uh, uh (Trunk Muzik)