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Radioactive Introduction
2. Get Away (feat. Shawty Fatt & Mystikal)
3. Lets Roll (feat. Kid Rock)
4. Hard White (Up In The Club) (feat. Lil Jon)
5. Growin Up In The Gutter (feat. Rittz)
6. Throw It Up (feat. Gangsta Boo & Eminem)
7. Good Girl (feat. Poo Bear)
8. Made In The U.S.A. (feat. Priscilla Renea)
9. Animal (feat. FeFe Dobson)
10. The Hardest Love Song In The World
11. Write Your Name (feat. Mona Moua)
12. Everything I Love The Most
13. Radio
14. Slumerican Shitizen (feat. Killer Mike)
15. The Last Song
BONUS TRACKS
16. Whip It
17. I See You
18. In This World
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RADIOACTIVE INTRODUCTION
I am, I am The American Eagle, eyes of a sparrow,/Right hand
branch, Left hand arrow/Chasing a dollar, in an Impala/White Trash
heart-throb, Mellow Yellow/Drinkin' hard liquor, broads get on my
level/I'm hotter than the bottom side of of a whistlin' Kettle/They
threw a mountain at me, I got hit with a pebble/They sent me to
Hell and I shit on the devil/Tried to bury my Chevy box but I wont
buckle/Hey that's a deep hole bitch, bring a long shovel/I'm long
gone, I'm grown-up and I'm gone cut you/Wit a chrome blade if you
wanna play then homes Fuck You!/Fuck you til you can't take a
shit,/Yea Im'a fuck everybody Tsunami, better anchor the ship/And
aim for the ankles & wrists, I came for the dangerous shit/I claim to
be named for the hits, the game is a chain that I grip
Slain from the pain of a trip it took to see Wayne in a whip/I became
what I came to get the change for the the change I give/a quarter
for your thoughts pre'ciate the contribution/Slumerican, I depreciate
the the Constitution/alleviate the crew when I leave a page a
ruins/to each his own I guess I own each and every room in/the
house I built is full of hopes no "ifs"/So I stand with a giant like a
king, no stilts/If I'm generation X I'm selling X no pills/Dope man
choppin' up lines ya don't sniff..You read'em/I'm bringin' back booklets and hook-less lyrics/so you can be certain just in case you didn't hear it/the "what he say's", "come agains", "What is that"/come
to Earth, Touchdown! I might be your running back/Because you
holler'd "run it back"/Stay cool enough to wear toboggan's as a
summer hat/steady on the drum I rap, hope there's no one under
that/rock that I roll mosh-pit thow'd,/girls on ya shoulders get topless at the shows/fuck your mop & glow, can't mop a dirt road/It
only makes mud, raised around deer I know how to chase
bucks/baby sitter 16 taught me how to make fuck..at 7/I been raising hell so I can make it to heaven/pick up a 2 liter but I only need
the plastic/know how to make bombs with aluminum & acid/butterfly effect of a hurricane's magic/tornado path in the rear view
mirror of my 87 classic/I'm talkin' bout Gadsden, Look Mama no
hands, I'm Radioactive!
Verse 3
Im just a kid that rocks/Im just a boy with a dream/That bet it all with
the last bill that I had hid in my socks/Used to keep a 22 in a shoe
box/Now I bang Beretta/Shes twenty-two but I keep her in a tube
top/White trash and all/Take us all the way to the top and then laugh it
off like/How the fuck did I get a catalog/With more hits than a fuckin
jack hammer dog/Cause I planned it all/Crimson Tide standing tall/Shit
Im another lit cannon ball/Fuck around and Im a go off and Im getting
throwed off
Hook
Hook
Its your boy Lil Jon, got my partner Yelawolf with me, whats up Yela,
you know its time to crank the club up again.
Two bottle shawty, two bitches waiting, two tens thats a win, win situation./Happy Birthday, Im feeling brand new, drinks on me, for me, not
you./Up in the club, dont give a fuck, up in the club, dont give a fuck,
up in the club, still dont give a fuck. Yeah, yeah we dont give a fuck./Its
Ghet-O-Vision, Shady, Happy Birthday, Alabama!/Still dont give a fuck,
naw your boy Lil Jon, you know we rep the south!/Up in the club, dont
give a fuck! Up in the club dont give a fuck! I aint in the building I own
the building bitch!!!
Verse 1
Yea, yea you ain't gotta lay down your back to know you already fucked
up./Letting me in the motherfucking game is like letting me drunk drive
in your truck./When Yelawolf arrived in this club/I already had 5 in my
cup, I done took another hit, I done ran into a bitch thats looking lifeless
and stuck,/baby whats wrong with you now, what you aint happy with
red bottoms,/mad cause Im in VIP with a fucking jack bottle, with Tom,
Dick, and Harry; but I got up in this bitch with Tank Top, cuz I spit so
very. Dumb Quick and Scary./Thats why they so quick to compare me.
But fuck the critics, with a spike dick, when it can fit barely./They probably think Im a limp biscuit that spits jelly./But I put them in the woods,
Im a redneck. Im a hick tell me, go ahead./What the fuck does it matter
to me, cuz after me they'll only be wannabes, and mostly aint never
gonna bes./Yea, in this forest Im a lonely tree, my limbs are covered in
tattoos, and my roots they run deep I'm
Hook
Two bottle shawty, two bitches waiting, two tens, thats a win, win situation/Happy Birthday, Im feeling brand new/Drinks on me, for me not
you./Up in the club, dont give a fuck, up in the club, dont give a fuck,
up in the club, dont give a fuck, up in the club still dont give a fuck.
Verse 2
I dont know what to say after that first verse, I mean like damn I just
killed it/What the fuck am I supposed to do with this cow/I done already
milked it./Smoke another cigarette unfiltered,/let go of anything that Im
(Yelawolf)
And you aint gotta be from the projects/To deal with this nonsense
Rittz
Cuz even in suburbia somebody will murder ya/Over nothin leave your
body slumpin/In the parking lot of your complex/Violence is a hard pill
to swallow and digest/My town is full of drug dealers/Most of them get
shot in the process/Hustlin and stackin up profits/They robbin mutherfuckas like they havin a contest/Shit, he took a bitch to his apartment
to brag/A week later he tied up on the carpet and gagged/Cause he
showed her all the pills he had for sale for the low/She told her cousin
then her cousin grabbed a glock and a mask/Kicked in his door laid him
down/Then he shot him and dashed/Ran off with all that he had/He used
to be ballin now he got a colostomy bag/What you know about that/Middle class white bitch slangin her body for crack/Mexican drug cartels,
you hear the buck shot shells/and then the blood clot fails/There ain't
no healin the wounds/Biggest meth bust on the east coast right here in
Duluth/My lyrics are proof/of growin up in the gutta
Yelawolf
I already got/2 cars in a yard that don't run/So why would I wanna break
shit down for you/Better be confused with the punch lines and bars that
I lunch/Here the king if archery come/Wit a cracker dick to fuck you
and that pussy carpet you munch/If I'm not hardly the one/You must be
barely the one/Billy if really you're kiddin'/Bitch I'm the prodigal son/And
I'm stuntin' like my daddy/Dr-dr-drinkin' like my mama/Cu-cu-country
like my uncle/Stuttering like a cd in a dunk/P-p-p-punk/And I'm in a
blue Chevy runnin over motherfuckers in first/I ain't even shift gears
yet, I ain't even here yet I'm outta this earth, right (yeah Ho)/But I just
hit the surface and I'm bout to walk into a bank, wit a shank and a black
can of paint/and check the clerk WHERE THE KEYS?/Bitch you better
check your purse, I got a brick of herb, And I hit the syrup/And I'm feeling
like I might just hit the curb/So get the fuck outta my way buddy/You
don't wanna walk around the chicken house with a hawk little puppy
dog/Yelawolf and Eminem shit/Sufferin succotash, yeah, suck a dick
bitch
Yelawolf
You think you can define how hard you got it?!/By what neighborhood
you live in muthafucker/Wake up in the gutter!
Hook
Yelawolf
Slumerican indeed, I am/Drug through the mud like a weed, what I
am/Was child who was beat, I am/Leather belts that made me, I
am/Home alone again at 8, I am/Somebodys life to rate, I am/Given to
the beast by fate, I am/The one who did escape, I am/A voice for the
cold in the dark, I am/The one who sold his heart, I am/From a family
torn apart, I am/A target for your dart, I am/Sick again from the whips,
I am/Head to the gun and click, I am/A soul that dont run from shit,
Gangsta Boo
Bitch please, you dont want to step up to this Mrs. G-A-N-G-S-T-A Boo
make a n---- hit his knees When/Im up in the building/Preaching to
my children/I dont be taking no shit from you haters/You'll make me
hurt one of your feelings (ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)/Naa, naa, ne, naa, naa/Pick
yo face up off the flo'/I got you feeling sad naa/You be on that
hokeewag/Hokeewag is bullshit/Run into this gangsta have your
preacher at the pulpit, Bitch!/I was born on the Mississippi River/Take
no shit from a bitch or a n----/So, so crazy got a fucked up temper/Bipolar, Not Nikki, Im worsa, Ill hurt cha/I gotta crazy ass mind
game/My n----, Im a lion untamed/Hunt your ass down in my jungle/I
do this, I tell them hoesYou aint ready for it Bitch!
Hook
Eminem
Me and Yelawolf tear the roof/of this motherfucker you aint got the
oomph youre a hoof to the foot of an elephant/hello toots you look so
eloquent thats what I tell a cunt/come sit up front cause your kickin
my seat and Im tryin to tell the cashier what I want/they say I act like
an asshole when I pull up at the Whitecastle and I ask for an
appli/cation throw it back in their face and tell the bitch Im a rapper
then I wrap her/in the head with a Whopper that I bought from BK you
expect me to be proper/bitch you better pop in a CD of me immedi
and all of your friends hate me/Then you show up to my room and damn
near rape me/And then goes from fuck you, to fuck me baby/You leave
early so nobody sees you at the spot/Now youre stuck between a hard
place and a rock/You call me a player, but I have lied to you not/Cause
Im not a player, I just crush a lot. Holler!
Hook
Verse 3
Im in jail again, on my Johnny Cash/Some dude was talking shit, I had
to whip his ass/Called you in the morning, and you just fuckin laugh/You
think its cute, you love my crazy ass/And I wonder if youll ever leave
my side/Cause the more that I ignore you, the more you wanna ride/I
tell you that Im bad but you never ask why/Cause you just want the
good from a really bad guy/You want to rock, lets rock and roll, just
know/Im only good at one thing and its not control/But I am consistent,
thats something to be prouda/Cause I aint shit with you and I aint
shit without ya
Hook
To all the bad girls trying to go good/Theres no such thing as good girl
gone bad girl/Just a bunch of bad girls trying to go good/Alabama,
mane!/Hello, my name is Yelawolf, Im a sex addict/Its a disease, theres
medication for it and everything/To all the bad girls trying to go
good/Theres no such thing as good girl gone bad girl/Just a bunch of
bad girls trying to go good/Alabama, mane!/Hello, my name is Yelawolf,
I am a sex addict/Here take these, theres medication for it and everything
Hook
Thats how its made in the U.S.A., the U.S.A./A manufactured dream,
a fraction of a thing/We got it made, in the U.S.A. the U.S.A.
Isnt it great? How we got it made
Verse 2
We some 9 to 5 back breaking/Food Stamp line waiting/Convict time
giving/Underage time taking/Neighborhood gang banging/Subway graffiti painting/Big cars, street stars/SCYoung dirty money making/Old
money home taking/Clothes in the yard throwing/Late on the rent paying/Foul mouth word saying/One-way street paving/Road to success,
but you gotta do some concrete laying/Thats how its made!
Hook
Priscilla Renea
Shes been eating lies we fed her/Shoulda been full/But nothings helping/Knew she wanted something better/Still she took the second helping/Now shes well known, broke and cold/Fendi jackets, full of holes/No
one knows
Verse 3
Single mother child raising/From the stripper poll swinging/
Daughter in the red light/Coals for the cold season/She dont speak,
no reason/Why? Cause no one will ever know
Thats what? Thats how its made!
Hook
Thats how its made, in the U.S.A. the U.S.A./Its every mothers
dream/To see her daughter on her knees/Well we got it made, in the
Verse 1
Here we go (Alabamas own buddy) Promenade/(And Im in a zone now)
Everybody (Bringing them home baby) To the stage/Slick Ricky Bobby
in a NASCAR/Running over mutherfuckers like Im in a bar/Sentimental
mutherfuckers in a cookie jar/Be the late night snack Im Santa
Claus/Down in Panama Beach, drunk, in my under-alls/Playin underwear volleyball with your broad/I aint bothered by you're triple Ds, not
at all/Let me holdem up for ya baby while you walk/Wanna get the
party bumpin, let me do my thing/If the marijuana plant need
watering/Throw it in a bong let it start bubbling, know what I mean/Butter bean Badda Badda Bing/Trashy white pass the mic, yeah Im doinm
dirty/Fists start pumpin when Im in the lights, like Im rapping in Jersey/Never get elegant in elementary never learned to write in
cursive/Raised by the country B-Boys, Im elegantly perfect/Rack it in,
packem in to the back again, rap it up,/wrap it in sicker than a pack of
10 Mini-thins/Youll get when I win, but I wont loose in fact Im gonna
win/Win again, with another hand, heres another hand, heres another
hand/Dealer can I get another hand, heres a hand King, King, King,
King/Bitch Ghet-O-Vision in the Dirty South and you know were gettin
clean/Rich Yeah!
Hook
Verse 2
Candy-coated whip runnin over candy coated rappers
(vrooom)/Panties on her drip do a back flip for me, baby be an acrobatic actor, Action!/Do a cart wheel on a bar will you do a cart wheel
while I chill on a bar stool/Will I throw a dart at a wet seal, well if I see
a whale Ima throw a fuckin harpoon/Go looney toons and lose your
fruit of the looms to prove youre in the room youre shroomin to the
moon/But in the morning youre wakin up like a broom, swept off your
feet cause Yelawolf aint a groom/I aint poppin the cherry, Im poppin
berry moonshine, hop in the bedroom, lets move/If you wanna compare me, compare me to a legend, dont compare me to a young
fool/Go get a gun, go get a gun, Ill get a cinnabon and sit upon ya
fuckin roof/I live it son, I get it done, Fuck anyone yea fuck anyone who
aint fuckin with the crew/Yea throw another bucket in the pool, dry it
out now everybody skate/Cause Im a lord, Im a doggy town (Wolf!)
A-L-A-B-A-M-A My state/My state of mind 1985 wide body, lookin for
the little small town keg party/Wanna get drunk wanna fall up in a hottie, get shitty like a port-o-potty/So jump on the paddy wagon like a
Pakistanian packin a Mac 11 Wit a pack of maniacs/11:30 back at it
again/Im ready for the battle when and where muthafucka, they let
Verse 3
You aint concerned with new clothes or salaries/Youd rather run
across the country like Mickey and Mallory/Be the natural born killer
that you are/Well hang out the window with a pistol and Ill drive the
car/Well rob the Dollar General for nothing but snack food/Shoot anything that moves, dogs and cats too/Re-enact the hardest movie
scene/Bloody shirts and holey jeans/We the hardest you and me rock
and roll, baby!
Verse 3
You may never be on television/Or be the one your boss at work
loves/Giving you employee of the month/You may never be the first
string on a champion team/You may be the star the world just hasnt
seen/But that dont make you any less of a star to God/Being rich is
only realizing its all a facade/Youre richer than you think in that old
small town/Cause people like you make the world go round/Alabama!
Hook
Hook (repeat)
RADIO
Hook
I cant seem to get you off my mind/Turn on the station and Im still facing you and/Everybody seems to lost their mind/It's hard to handle so I
change the channel on the/Radio Cause Internet killed the radio
star/Radio and youtube killed the video star/Hit the radio then we make
a (make a) video now I'm a star/HIt the radio Then you make a (make
a) video now I'm a star
Verse 1
Picture me rollin Pac, It's funny how time has changed/Everybody's a
critic now, it's all a debate on the internet wave/It used to be you & Biggie, Chili Peppers "Give It Away"/Now we got 10 year olds sittin back in
the chair like "those were the days"/And though it seems so amazing
to me that the labels lost the touch/And I'm in the AM flipping through
the AM like I lost my crutch,/Limpin' cause I can't even walk straight if
I can't turn it up/Sippin' I need some gin & juice Snoop Dogg I bought
my cup/Whas Up, Uh Huh, OK, Shut Up Cause I think we had enough
of/Radios in lust with the lust with the love bugs/Well let me give you a
big hug, a bag of mushrooms, here take some drugs/And play some
Group Home or something/Shit that Goodie MoB Soulfood is
bumpin....Rewind
Hook
Verse 2
Yeah,
You'll never hear Black Star cause the program director's mostly
def/And you'll never hear Triple Six cause we live in the mist of the
Bible belt/But that's where the light is felt, so let it shine, let'em
rhyme/Let'em hustle, let'em grind, nothin wrong with the truth sometimes/Sometimes the truth is dark, but the darkness sparks the trueest art/And you didn't even know you had a window til the tornado
blew it apart/If Eric Clapton can sing about cocaine and there's no
harm/Then I can write about guns I can rap about girls I can sing about
money & cars/Not that my money is large, lets talk about broke as a
joke/Let's talk about gettin evicted, everything you own thrown out on
the road/And maybe that there goes gold, shit maybe its platinum
sold/but they don't wanna see the green rings from the pirates gold/no
hold up rewind
Hook
Verse 3
Pick up the change, pick up the change! Ridin a Chevy cause I' sick of
the Range/Catfish Billy come pick up the name, come on inside if
you're sick of the rain/Turn the radio off and don't complain, it's all a
replay, its all the same/got one track on a runaway train on a one way
street better pick your lane/Yeah but you can let me pick your brain
and we could be that rolling stone/mix'em up with Janice Joplin, and
let'em harmonize like bone/or we can just leave it alone and let it take
a life on its own/or we could be that world class wreckin crew & tell'em
turn the lights back on...come on
your poodle in the face/Im sick to the soul with hate/Cause Im the
bitch that society raped/So whata ya say?
Hook
Verse 2
My body is covered in tattoos/that are totally offensive/If I did
it, I did for life/No regrets, you know that I meant it/I aint bothered by
racist/My family is worldwide, ho come get it/Ill take you to the gutter
like a cigarette butt in the rain/Let Shawty Fatt spit it (Yeah!!)/You
motherfuckers are lost, get your maps out/And follow me into the
creek water/I didnt forget where I came, jus how to ignore my/my
musical calling/That crack on the window on the Chevys/Been there
for over 7 months/Along with Jon Newports beer bottle caps and the
roaches of WillPowers blunts/So whata ya say?
Hook
Verse 3 (Killer Mike)
People why shit is so wrong/Why they wont let all our soldiers come
home/Why them boys who get caught with such small amounts of
dope/on the Ave do bids so long/They bids so long by the time they get
to come home/Mamas is gone and babies is grown/And baby mama
that was tight in that thong/Fat as a fuck and her body all gone/Pay for
it cash her ass is gone/She never worked so the stash is
gone/Government rations she gets on/Year after year she get check
after check/A gangster come home already in debt/The government
say you owe $50k/For all the free lunches that yo baby ate/Do you go
legit, and never have shit?/Or G up and re-up and get you a brick?
(yeah)/Get you a brick (yeah)
Hook
Killer Mike
See what you suckas dont understand is/This aint even about
race/This is about who got it and who aint got it/So if Im on the bottom/and you on the bottom/Were the same color...
Dirty Fuckin Poor!!
Hook:
Daddy can you see me/Im putting on a show/In the magazines/Hear
me on the radio/So whata you think?/Well I hope that youre proud
now/to watch it all go down/Im sorry Daddy/You didnt get to watch
me grow/Now Im always on the road/No time to say hello. Bye/And I
hope that youre proud now/To watch it all go down
Verse 2
Yeah Mamma you look great, perfect/Be safe on your first date, for certain/If he brings you home too late, Ill hurt him/Dont worry bout me
Im safe, Ill close the curtains/And I feel like Im raising you, but what
do I know, Baby Blue/All I know is that I was made in you, so I put all
my faith in you/Yea I was only 10, but I felt like a man and I had to let
you go/All I wanted was for us to be rich, tear drops in my cereal
bowl/So I turned into an asshole, young and dumb smokin
weed/Vandalizing, robbing houses, stealing cars that was me/But
everything I did I had to see, feel the pain had to grieve/To become who
I am, and Im proud of the man I came to be/Cause what Ive learned,
cannot be taught, what Ive earned could not be bought/Justified
deserved it all so dont be concerned, Its not your fault/I never counted
sheep, I count my blessings/So if you see him out Mamma, dont
give him the cold shoulder, give him my message/Just tell him...Hook
Verse 1
Everybodys asking me lately, where Im from/They wanna know what
Ive been through and what dirt Ive done/But man if I told you what
Ive seen and been through, then youd probably run off/Youre scared
of the truth, so its dead in secret lined in chalk/See Ive been lost ever
since I could walk/lookin for my daddy in any one of mamas boyfriend
who would talk/Or listened to me when I spoke instead of looking at
me like a joke/Or leavin me behind, leavin me to cry when you treated my mama like a ho/But I learned quick that my daddy wasnt never
gonna come around/And I didnt give a shit cause me and my mama
we held it down/No new kicks, first day of school Im good will
bound/But when you come from the trench thats how you learned to
walk around/So I dont give a fuck if you ever lay eyes on top of my new
shoes homie/I just wanted you to know that I didnt need a dollar
from you I gotem myself/So if you find yourself in the middle of the
floor, with a bottle, drinking yourself lonely/then you can keep company
with a picture of me in a magazine on the shelf/Turn the page...
WHIP IT
Ye, ye, Ye- Yela, ye, ye, Ye- Yela
Verse 1
We hit the club, tore it up/Mally Malls got model sluts/Fearin &
Loathin in Las Vegas, party, party, bottles up!/Im feeling like a king,
someone tell me where my robe is?/This nitrous oxide got me feeling
like Moses/Laughin it up, laughin loud/Twist it up until you tappin
out/But Yelawolf aint throwing in the towel/Take a pull buddy, how you
sound?/My voice feeling like I just swallowed a frog/I think Im Mr. T, I
think Im Boss Hog/(Get, get, get) getttie up, promenade/Rip it up, hit
the stage/Outta my mind yeah, wanna go craze/Feeling like I wanna
float around for days/Shes all about it, shes getting rowdy/She like to
party! So whip it shawty!
Hook
You gotta charge, I gotta charge!/Whip it real hard, whip it, whip it real
hard/Whip it real hard, whip it, whip it real hard/Whip it real hard, whip
it, whip it real hard/You gotta charge, I gotta charge/Whip it real hard,
whip it, whip it real hard/Whip it real hard, whip it, whip it real hard/Whip
it real hard, whip it, whip it real hard
Verse 2
Baby you and maybe you/Need to come back to the naked room/Whip
it, whip, get with it/Ill open you up like a Baby Ruth/Shes getting ripped,
shes getting striped/Swimming in a funk/I watch her skinny dip/You
wanna feel ill, wanna get real/Wanna pop a pill feel out of control/Wanna
know what Im into though/That N2O/And cloud nine is somewhere
down below/Get on my level, look at the light show/You lay back in the
way back of the Maybach or lay back on the Lazy Boy/You can pay me
back with a bj in the Lac here enjoy!/Shes all about it, shes getting
rowdy/She like to party! So whip it shawty!
Hook
Verse 3
Crazy youth, yeah, that trashy life/Im getting high, Im in my after
life/Rock star no holds barred/Got new hoes sitting in old cars/And Im
feeling like the world is mine/Arms wide open/One country at a time,
middle fingers up/Fuck critics, nitrous in a bottle/Bitch whip it!
Hook
I SEE YOU
Verse 1
Yeah, Once upon a time not long ago,/My grandmother told me one day
Id change/I felt like she was coming down on me/So I told her no, Id
be the same/Not knowing she was only trying to help/Motivate me to
excel and climb/I was thinking she was the one trapped/While I was
stuck in the cage of my mind/Man if I wouldve known what I know
now/I would have brought my head down out of that cloud/Told her
thank you and that I loved her/But I was too cool and too damn
proud/What a fool I was in fact/Ive changed so much, now looking
back?I wish somebody I thought was cool/Was cool as she was when
she told me that
Verse 3
Black and white, everything is black and white/Broke down, simple
and plain/Most of us lost with a curious brain/Curiosity is looked at as
strange/Stuck in a lane, but you cant complain/While you look at
another passing train/Wondering how, wheres it going?/Wishing you
were inside, packed and rolling/To another place, but your time is chosen/To live low key, cause your dream is stolen/They dont understand, they believe in loathing/Lounging, loafing, waiting,
hoping/Homie if the grass in greener/Look, the gate is open/Youre
waiting for God to release the ocean/Sitting on the beach two feet from
floating/But I see you..
Hook
IN THIS WORLD
Hook
Hook
Its getting hard to be me/Every where I go, somebodys looking at
me/And If I ever need something, Ima get it for myself/Cause Im the
only person thinking bout me/Its getting hard to be me/Every where I
go, somebodys looking at me/And if you gon compare me at all best
compare me to myself/Cause Im the only person fucking with me!
I see you, I see you, the real you/Trying to cover up whats inside of
you/But everything you do, is make believe/Yeah youre hot, but youre
Verse 1
In this world of sticks, hicks and chicks with aqua net spray/Sh sh shh-
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(M. Atha & W. Washington)
Archibald Highwater/Fellowship of Ghet-O-Vision/Bug Music (BMI) Administered by
Bug/My Inheritance (SESAC)/Fellowship of Ghet-O-Vision (BMI)/Bug Music (BMI) Administered by Bug PRODUCED BY: WillPower for SupaHotBeats/Ghet-O-Vi-
Beats, Matt Hayes, Sasha Sirota/RECORDED AT: Kitchen 213 Studio, Los
Angeles, CA/Tree Sound Studios, Norcross, GA/Future Music Recording
Studios, Las Vegas, NV/MIXED BY: Leslie Brathwaite/ASSISTED BY: Muzzy
Solis & Michael Pratt/MIXED AT: Patchwerk Recording Studios, Atlanta,
GA/ALL MUSIC PROGRAMMING: Phonix Beats/MASTERED BY: Dave Kutch
at The Mastering Palace/Mystikal appears courtesy of RCA Records, a
division of Sony Music Entertainment Contains elements of Strawberry
Letter 23 written by S. Otis and published by BMG Rights Management
on behalf of itself and Bug Music (BMI). Used by permission. This track
contains a sample of the recording Strawberry Letter 23 as performed
by The Brothers Johnson. Courtesy of A&M Records under license from
Universal Music Enterprises. Used by permission. All rights reserved.
ASSISTANT MIX ENGINEER: Joe Strange/BACKGROUND VOCALS: Herschel Boone/MUSIC & DRUM PROGRAMMING: Jimmy Giannos and Dominic Jordan/ADDITIONAL KEYBOARDS: Luis Resto/Kid Rock appears courtesy of Atlantic Records/MASTERED BY: Brian Big Bass Gardner
at Bernie Grundman Mastering/Kid Rock appears courtesy of Atlantic Recording Corporation
AT: Future Music Recording Studios, Las Vegas, NV/Conway Recording Studios, Los Angeles, CA/MIXED BY: Leslie Brathwaite/ASSISTED BY:
Muzzy Solis and Michael Pratt/MIXED AT: Patchwerk Recording Studios, Atlanta, GA/ALL MUSIC & PROGRAMMING: Tha Hydrox/MASTERED
BY: Dave Kutch at The Mastering Palace/Lil Jon appears courtesy of Little Jonathan, Inc.
Administered by Bug/Johnny Valiant Productions (ASCAP) PRODUCED BY: WillPower for SupaHotBeats/Ghet-O-Vision Entertainment/RECORDING & MIX ENGINEER: Matthew Hayes/RECORDED AT: Tree Sound Studios, Norcross, GA/MIXED BY: Matthew Hayes/ASSISTED BY: WillPower,
Irvin Johnson and Jason Wilson/MIXED AT: Tree Sound Studios, Norcross, GAALL MUSIC & PROGRAMMING: WillPower/MASTERED BY: Dave
Kutch at The Mastering Palace
O-Vision Entertainment/ADDITIONAL PRODUCTION: Eminem/RECORDING ENGINEER: Matthew Hayes, Tristan McClain & Mike
Strange/RECORDED AT: Tree Sound Studios, Norcross, GA & Effigy Studio, MI/MIXED BY: Eminem & Mike Strange/MIX ENGINEER:
Mike Strange/ASSISTANT MIX ENGINEER: Joe Strange/MIXED AT: Effigy Studios, MI/ALL MUSIC PROGRAMMING: WillPower/ADDITIONAL KEYBOARDS: Luis Resto/MASTERED BY: Brian Big Bass Gardner at Bernie Grundman Mastering
Audibles/CO-PRODUCED BY: Poo Bear/RECORDING ENGINEER: Sasha Sirota/RECORDED AT: Future Music Recording Studios, Las Vegas,
NV/MIXED BY: Leslie Brathwaite/ASSISTED BY: Muzzy Solis and Michael Pratt/MIXED AT: Patchwerk Recording Studios, Atlanta, GA/PROGRAMMING: Jimmy Giannos/KEYBOARDS: Dominic Jordan/MASTERED BY: Dave Kutch at The Mastering Palace
ModSquad Music Inc/CO-PRODUCED BY: BLAQSMURPH for PoSMoV/POWER Entertainment, LLC/ENGINEERED & EDITED BY: Emanuel
Kiriakou & Sasha Sirota./RECORDED AT: Studio E at Chalice Recording, Los Angeles CA/Future Music Recording Studios, Las Vegas,
NV/MIXED BY: Leslie Brathwaite/ASSISTED BY: Muzzy Solis and Michael Pratt/MIXED AT: Patchwerk Recording Studios, Atlanta, GA/ADDITIONAL VOCALS BY: Priscilla Renea/KEYBOARD PROGRAMMING, BASS & DRUMS: by Emanuel Kiriakou
ADDITIONAL KEYBOARD PROGRAMMING PIANO & DRUMS by: BLAQSMURPH/MASTERED BY: Dave Kutch at The Mastering
Palace/Priscilla Renea appears courtesy of Capitol Records
Sirota,/RECORDED AT: Tree Sound Studios, Norcross, GA/Future Music Recording Studios, Las Vegas, NV/MIXED BY: Leslie
Brathwaite/ASSISTED BY: Muzzy Solis & Michael Pratt/MIXED AT: Patchwerk Recording Studios, Atlanta, GA/ALL MUSIC PROGRAMMING: Diplo &
Borgore/MASTERED BY: Dave Kutch at The Mastering Palace/Fefe Dobson appears courtesy of Island Def Jam Recordings
PRODUCED BY: WillPower for SupaHotBeats/Ghet-O-Vision Entertainment/RECORDING ENGINEER: Sasha Sirota/RECORDED AT: Future Music Recording Studios, Las Vegas, NV/MIXED BY: Matthew Hayes/ASSISTED BY: WillPower, Irvin Johnson and Jason Wilson/MIXED AT: Tree Sound Studios, Norcross, GA/DRUM & MUSIC PROGRAMMING: WillPower/BASS: Ben Didelot for Tree Leaf Music/GUITAR: Matt Barrett/MASTERED BY: Dave Kutch at
The Mastering Palace/Contains elements of Always Together as written by B. Miller and published by Chevis Publishing Corp. (BMI). Used by permission./This track contains a sample of the recording Always Together as performed by The Dells. Courtesy of Universal Records under license
from Universal Music Enterprises. All rights reserved. Used by permission.
Studios, Atlanta, GA/MIXED BY: Leslie Brathwaite/ASSISTED BY: Muzzy Solis and Michael Pratt/MIXED AT: Patchwerk Recording Studios, Atlanta,
GA/ADDITIONAL VOCALS BY: Mona Moua/ALL MUSIC PROGRAMMING: J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League
MASTERED BY: Dave Kutch at The Mastering Palace
ADDITIONAL PRODUCTION: Eminem/RECORDING ENGINEER: Sasha Sirota/RECORDED AT: Future Music Recording Studios, Las Vegas, NV a& Effigy
Studios/MIXED BY: Eminem & Mike Strange/MIX ENGINEER: Mike Strange/VOCALS BY: Yelawolf/MUSIC & DRUM PROGRAMMING: WillPower
BASS & GUITAR: Sasha Sirota/ADDITIONAL KEYBOARDS: Luis Resto/MASTERED BY: Brian Big Bass Gardner at Bernie Grundman Mastering
Contains elements of The Stranger written by W. Joel and published by Impulsive Music (ASCAP). Used by permission.
Radio
(M. Atha, J. Scheffer, D. Morris, M. Mule, I. De Boni)
Archibald Highwater/Fellowship of Ghet-O-Vision/Bug Music (BMI) Administered by Bug/Jimipub Music /EMI Music Publishing (BMI)/Hypnotic Beats/Rebel Made/Kobalt
(BMI)/Retromono/Rebel Made(BMI) PRODUCED BY: Jim Jonsin for Rebel Rock Productions/PROGRAMMING BY: Jim Jonsin, Finatik 'N' Zac/KEYBOARDS
BY: Danny Morris/GUITARS BY: Dave Karmiol/PERCUSSION BY: Finatik & Jim Jonsin/RECORDED BY: Jason Wilkie and Nikolas Marzouca at Parkland
Playhouse/ASSISTED BY: Matt Huber/MIXED BY: Robert Marks at Parkland Playhouse/ASSISTED BY: Matt Huber
tertainment/RECORDING ENGINEER: Sasha Sirota/RECORDED AT: Future Music Recordings, Las Vegas, NV/MIXED BY: Matthew Hayes/ASSISTED BY:
WillPower, Irvin Johnson and Jason Wilson/MIXED AT: Tree Sound Studios, Norcross, GA/ALL MUSIC & PROGRAMMING: WillPower/BASS & GUITAR:
Sasha Sirota/MASTERED BY: Dave Kutch at The Mastering Palace
Studios, Norcross, GA/MIXED BY: Matthew Hayes/ASSISTED BY: WillPower, Irvin Johnson and Jason Wilson/MIXED AT: Tree Sound Studios, Norcross,
GA/ALL MUSIC & PROGRAMMING: WillPower/MASTERED BY: Dave Kutch at The Mastering Palace
Whip It
(M. Atha, J. Giannos, D. Jordan, J. Boyd & C. Sills)
Archibald Highwater/Fellowship of Ghet-O-Vision/Bug Music (BMI) Administered by Bug/Will Work For Pub (ASCAP)/ Will Work For Pub (ASCAP)/POO BZ Publishing, Inc. (ASCAP)
and Bug Music-Hitco South (ASCAP) All Rights On Behalf Of POO BZ Publishing, Inc. and Bug Music-Hitco South Administered By Bug Music-Music Of Windswept (ASCAP)/C.
Sills Publishing Inc. (ASCAP) PRODUCED BY: The Audibles/RECORDING ENGINEER: Sasha Sirota/RECORDED AT: Future Music Recording Studios, Las
Vegas, NV/MIXED BY: Leslie Brathwaite/ASSISTED BY: Muzzy Solis and Michael Pratt/MIXED AT: Patchwerk Recording Studios, Atlanta, GA/MUSIC &
DRUM PROGRAMMING: Jimmy Giannos and Dominic Jordan/GUITAR: Sasha Sirota/MASTERED BY: Dave Kutch at The Mastering Palace
I See You
(M. Atha, W. Washington, J. Giannos, D. Jordan, S. Sirota, J. Boyd & K. Prather)
Archibald Highwater/Fellowship of Ghet-O-Vision/Bug Music (BMI) Administered by Bug/My Inheritance (SESAC) / Fellowship of Ghet-O-Vision (BMI) / Bug Music (BMI) Administered
by Bug/Will Work For Pub (ASCAP)/Will Work For Pub (ASCAP)/Sasha Sirota (ASCAP)/POO BZ Publishing, Inc. (ASCAP) and Bug Music-Hitco South (ASCAP) All Rights On Behalf Of
POO BZ Publishing, Inc. and Bug Music-Hitco South Administered By Bug Music-Music Of Windswept (ASCAP)/In Thee Face Music Publishing (ASCAP)/Bughouse (ASCAP) Administered by Bug PRODUCED BY: WillPower for SupaHotBeats/Ghet-O-Vision Entertainment/CO-PRODUCED BY The Audibles & Sasha Sirota
RECORDING ENGINEER: Sasha Sirota/RECORDED AT: Future Music Recording Studios, Las Vegas, NV/MIXED BY: Matthew Hayes/ASSISTED BY:
WillPower, Irvin Johnson and Jason Wilson/MIXED AT: Tree Sound Studios, Norcross, GA/MUSIC & DRUM PROGRAMMING: WillPower/KEYBOARDS:
Jimmy Giannos/BASS & GUITAR: Sasha Sirota/MASTERED BY: Dave Kutch at The Mastering Palace
In This World
(M. Atha, W. Washington, M. Mathers, J. Boyd, K. Prather, P. Zaza & T. Dandy)
Archibald Highwater/Fellowship of Ghet-O-Vision/Bug Music (BMI) Administered by Bug/My Inheritance (SESAC) / Fellowship of Ghet-O-Vision (BMI) / Bug Music (BMI) Administered
by Bug/POO BZ Publishing, Inc. (ASCAP) and Bug Music-Hitco South (ASCAP) All Rights On Behalf Of POO BZ Publishing, Inc. and Bug Music-Hitco South Administered By Bug
Music-Music Of Windswept (ASCAP)/In Thee Face Music Publishing (ASCAP)/Bughouse (ASCAP) Administered by Bug / Shroom Shady Music, admin. by Songs of Universal, Inc.
(BMI) / Zaza Sound PRODUCED BY: WillPower for SupaHotBeats/Ghet-O-Vision Entertainment/CO-PRODUCED BY: Eminem
RECORDING ENGINEER: Joe Strange/RECORDED AT: Effigy Studios/MIXED BY: Eminem & Mike Strange/MIX ENGINEER: Mike Strange/MUSIC PROGRAMMING: WillPower/ADDITIONAL KEYBOARDS: Luis Resto/ADDITIONAL GUITAR: Mike Strange/MASTERED BY: Brian Big Bass Gardner at Bernie
Grundman Mastering/Contains elements of Is There Any Love written by P. Zaza, T. Dandy and published by Zaza Sound c/o The Numero
Group. Used by permission.This track contains a sample of the recording Is There Any Love as performed by Trevor Dandy. Courtesy of The
Numero Group. Used by permission.
THANK YOUS
Thank You Jesus.
Mom and Pop, and my babies Rico, P Bird and Dippy And their dedicated Mother Meca.
MawMaw and PawPaw, Jazmen, Amy, PJ, Uncle Bud, Aunt Terri, Uncle Critter, Uncle Mouse, Jim Garner, Sue Garner. Carmen, Jared, ColeBlooded, Jordan and AT
To my best friend Jon Newport and all my homies: Jacob (hiccup) Burton, Christ Bothwell, Shock G, Walter, Snake, Bug, GrassHopper,
NateDog, Red, Luke Fife, Shorty, Betty and Man, Dirt Shawty Fatt, Big Fittz, Big Henry, Diggy, DJ Bob, Dead Man, Mario Rubicabo, Nathan
Brown, Sean Stockton, Derek Dingman, Will Lotes, CoCo, Payton, Keen, Nathan Smith, Mike Devine, Ricker, SweetWaste, Frankhouse, Matt
K, Kevin, Jimmy Lannon, Josh Dowd, Mancini, Joel Mindhold, 30Pak, JackCurtain, Stevie Williams, Jason Ellis, Ean @ Ruin, M.I.A, FTC,
Westside Skateshop 510, Mike Diamond, Supreme, Antwan Dixon, Felix, Giavonni Reda, Thrasher and Transworld, TK, JayJay, Kevin Delaney, Rob Dyrdek and DramaBeats. P-Rod and Rainbow, Mike Mo, Collin McKay, Brandon Bieble, Josh Kalis, Danny Way, Zered and
SkatePark of Tampa, SlaughterHouse (2.0!!), Bun B, Raekwon, Juelz Santana, Travis Barker, Tech N9ne, Busta Rhymes, Twista, Big Boi,
3000, Gucci Mane, Mr. Finley, CyHi Da Prynce, Pill, SugarToungeSlim, B.O.B, Wiz Khalifa, Jackie Chain, 6Tre, Bubs, Maurice Garland, Groove
Chambers, Mali and the whole TreeSound Studios staff, Leslie Brathwaite, Curtis Daniels, Mike Wilson and the entire Patchwerk staff,
Bobby Straightedge and Tyler (thanks for the amazing cover art homie). Sway, Whitney Gayle-Benta at MTV. Paul Wall for letting me in
on CSI. Queen Latifah, Shakim Compere , Stacy A. Littlejohn, Tamra Davis Stacey Dash, Kassandra Clementi and the cast of Single Ladies
for letting me do it in a car on TV. And to Mally Mall, thanks for letting us use the studio, the house, the pool, the cars, the monkey, the
cheetah, and the wolves to make this project (sell that shmell!!) ..
To all The artists that helped to make Radioactive: Eminem, Kid Rock, Poo Bear, Mystikal, Gangsta Boo, Lil Jon, Killer Mike, Rittz, Shawty
Fatt, Priscilla Renea, Nikkiya, FeFe Dobson (333) and Mona Moua (youre a Realstar!!).
To the Producers: Eminem, SupaHotBeats, Jim Jonsin, DipLo & Borgore, J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League, Track Bangas, Phonix, E-man & Smurph,
The Audibles, Sasha, Pyro, & Tha Hydrox
To the DJ's: DJ Dirty, DJ Ideal, DJ Artime, DJ Swiff, DJ BurnOne, DJ Greg Street, DJ Frank White, DJ Craze, DJ Klever, Frank Ski & Wanda,
Ebro, Mary K, Dough Boy, Michael Long, DJ Fresh, Joski Love, Big Ant and all of Alabama Radio and every DJs that Rocks Hip Hop!
Shade 45, Famous, Monster, Brisk, Fader, The Source, Respect, XXL, DJBooth, RapRadar, TheSmokingSection and all the digital media out
there supporting real art!!
Our Beats By Dre Fam: Todd Parker, Karen Civil & Luke Wood (thanks for my headphonesand everything else)
Interscope: Jimmy Iovine, Steve Berman, Dennis Dennehy, Barry Williams, Ray Alba, Archie Davis, Jason Sangerman, Don Clemons, Don
Robinson, Jericho Adams, Susan Hilderley, Jeanne Venton, Todd Douglas, Brian Alvarez, Gary Kelly, Garnett, Nino, Dee, Shadow, Mar Brown,
Enrique, Moetown, Jen Zeller, Karen Rait and the entire Interscope Staff
My Shady Crew : Paul, Tracy, Riggs, Mark Labelle, Dart and Dro.
My Ghet-O-Vision team ... Look what you've created !!!! I love y'all for putting up with my shit ... Thank you all. Each of you deserve a
page: Seneca Doss, Regina Davenport, Jeremy (J.Dot) Jones, Courtney (BrotherBear) Sills, Kawan (KP) Prather
My lawer: Denise Brown
My accountant: Lisa Alexander
My Agents: The Agency Group-Peter, Zach Q. and Josh DICK, James Rubin and the good folks at Bug Music
To Marshall .. It means more than words I can write that you put it on the line for me dog .. Being apart of your legacy is an honor .. Thank
you for helping me light this torch ... What you have done will never be repeated ... now you're genius is an instrument to my music .. An
instrument that will open millions of people to my culture and my perspective .. My brother from another .. Thank you .. - whitedog !!!
Ghet-O-Vision Entertainment:
A&R: Kawan KP Prather
A&R Coordination: Regina Davenport Digital Marketing: Seneca Doss Legal: Denise Brown, Esq.
Shady Records:
A&R: Riggs Morales
Project Coordinator: Marc Labelle
Legal: Theo Sedlmayr, Esq & Lisa Donini, Esq for
Sedlmayr and Associates, P.C.
Effigy Studio Manager: John Fisher
Interscope Records:
Marketing Director: Jason Sangerman
Publicity: Ray Alba Production: Andrew Van Meter
International: Don Robinson & Jericho Adams
Legal: Susan Hilderley, Brian Alvarez & Todd Douglas
Tour Marketing: Don Clemons
A&R: Archie Davis
Executive Producers:
Executive Producer: Eminem
Co-Executive Producer: Kawan "KP" Prather