Yelawolf - In The Cradle Lyrics

I guess my daddy used to be barber
He took lines to the head and cut so many daughters
And left a trail of little midgets running loose
In the Dixie land of 'Bama where the baby had no roots
A single wide in the woods and a Harley
No bill money, no food, no Atari
What a fucking life, good job dad, sorry

Baby's in the cradle, plastic spoon
Little boy's blue, black clouds on the moon

My mother must have been a cute girl
A rebel at school, living in her own world
She left behind a legacy that only speaks bad with
Rocks in purses, whooping girls' asses
Left home young, left wrong impressions
Made bill money in bars and weed runs
Took ahold of drugs, what a life, good job mom

Baby's in the cradle, plastic spoon
Little boy's blue, black clouds on the moon

Yep, together they were like the perfect pair
Daddy had the matchstick, mama had the flair
Flames got lit, shit got burnt
The roof caved in, the table got turned
I was wounded by the scene, but pass that salt
Make it hurt worse, give me more alcohol
Look at me now, good job y'all

Now I'm, all grown up
Got a new gun, got a new truck, you just
(Waiting for the sun)
So come home
(Waiting for the sun)
I am home
(Waiting for the sun)
When ya coming home?
Well I don't know when
I don't know when

Well guess who's back in jail
Your mama wanna know if you got money for the bail
Your daddy's in the county for not paying on support
They tagged him with a fine for not showing up to court
Fuck it, here's 500 dollars for him
I did it for my little sister, I ain't sorry for him
Tell that motherfucker I want it back in the morning

Daddy's in the county with the plastic spoon
Bail money up, what's he gonna do

He'll probably run into another trailer
Knock another lady up and leave her laying there
He might go to crack another beer
He might go to do some blow and shorten out the dealer
I'll probably save him from another bullet
From another crystal meth pusher with a mullet
Or I might load the gun myself and tell him just to pull it!

Pull it!

Flowers in fields
Of red and blue
Dreams of a hill
White clouds too
Am I still here?
Tell me the truth
If this dream is real
I'll rest in peace off the roof (jump!)
Peace off the roof (jump!)
Peace... (jump!)

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Yelawolf In The Cradle Comments
  1. Wolf Doug


  2. Nuevo Hippie

    Equally parts ugh and awesome. The only downside I'm could be probably some random sister he doesn't know. He literally described my childhood as daughter to "these parents". Laying it on top of a Doors Song (Dad is crazy Vietnam Vet) is enough to send me over the edge. Guess that is what good music does.

  3. Carlos G

    waiting for the Sun! fukin classic

  4. Sheila Perry

    would like to have this cd

  5. Kitty Rock

    oh stop it <3 i need this whole album

  6. Davis Sanders

    On my favorites yeller#southernfried colGa sluM#Dk$1991bama born Chattahoochee raised goon

  7. James Morrison

    You know I had to listen to this lol

  8. dabombistshiznit

    it's waiting for the sun

  9. low72 what?

  10. Frank Fritz

    He needs another mixtape like this.

  11. Frank Fritz

    The Doors + Yelawolf = perfection.

  12. enjoiyourboard1

    This whole album is sick, but this is mind blowing.

  13. sippinantokin

    do they call him yera wrf in china? ha sick song

  14. Ternburn