6 Feet Underground

[Chorus: Tim Armstrong]

You can't push us around

(You can't push us around!)

You can't push us around

(You can't push us around!)

You can't push us around

(You can't push us around!)

If you try, goin' to lie

6 feet underground

[Verse 1: Yelawolf]

Papa's in the closet, loading up that buckshot

Little sister hide behind the grandfather clock

I've seen that old blood money get washed

I watched the shotgun shell go pop

Got a couple rounds in the Chevy ashtray

I don't know why I was made this way

Sec-ur-ity don't want to get me

If we can't get in, the fuck you say?

Too much billy is in this cup

Too many people are in this club

You keep looking at me like you want to jump

If we let loose homie, you won't get up

[Chorus: Tim Armstrong]

You can't push us around

(You can't push us around!)

You can't push us around

(You can't push us around!)

You can't push us around

(You can't push us around!)

If you try, goin' to lie

6 feet underground

[Verse 2: Yelawolf]

Little brother raised on the front yard gym

He only thinks, Jim's too quick

Stands five two, nickname Slim

Motherfucker thinks he's 6 foot 10

Never seen a young man act so rough

Never seen a frown till you seen that drown

Put another pit back in his cup

You know it's a fucking party when they comes to town

I know a little something about getting high

I know a little something about getting drunk

You fuck with the Wolfpack and everybody cries

So go jump in the pen and you feeling lucky punk (Ha)

[Chorus: Tim Armstrong]

You can't push us around

(You can't push us around!)

You can't push us around

(You can't push us around!)

You can't push us around

(You can't push us around!)

If you try, goin' to lie

6 feet underground

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 3: Yelawolf]

I don't know what's wrong with me lately

I don't really feel like myself

Everybody's reaching for money

Sorry that I can't help

It's like I throw you a bone

But if you were my dog, I wouldn't throw you a bone

I'd throw you a log

With, both of my knees

Both of my knees, on the ground (I'm dropping famous shit)

People that are close to me know that god damn

Drew? famous quick

Load up the boat, row it a bottle (I'm a Heinous kid)

Jump, when I say, jump

You've got to jump on a cliff (You've gotta take a risk)

Stand up with the team

I stand up on the ball (Like a fucking animal)

Eat, if I got to eat

I'mma eat you alive (Like a fucking cannibal)

I said eat, if I got to eat

I'm a eat you alive

Yeah I know I said it twice

And don't make me say it again motherfucker!

[Chorus: Tim Armstrong]

You can't push us around

(You can't push us around!)

You can't push us around

(You can't push us around!)

You can't push us around

(You can't push us around!)

If you try, goin' to lie

6 feet underground