Biografía:
Michael Wayne Atha es un cantante del género hip-hop. Desde 2015 combina el género rap con el country, el folk y el rock. Es conocido por su carrera en el rap, que empezó grabando pequeños mixtapes mientras tenía una lesión, debido a que es skater profesional.
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Yelawolf American You
This is a version with handier chords- will spruce it up in a few days
capo 9
Intro:
C Em F C
Am G F C
C Em F C
Man you got it all worked out, don't you, old pair of shoes
Am G F C
Never wear your heart on your sleeve 'cause it don't go with the suit
C Em F C
You got a bad, bad woman with a young little pretty face
Am G F C
They told you not to go get married but you went and did it anyway
C Em F C
Singin', oh sweet sounds of American you
Am G F C
Never miss a Sunday service, never got tattoos
C Em F C
Every time we drive by wavin', I see right through
Am G F C
Tudutudutudu, fuck you too
C Em F C
Mama said steer clear of the devil so you never played in the road
Am G F C
Always lookin' on the bright side, so you never see the potholes
C Em F C
You got a house on a hill, big news, that's a big deal
Am G F C
Big party with your big time friends, man imagine how that feels
C Em F C
Singin', oh sweet sounds of American you
Am G F C
Never miss a Sunday service, never got tattoos
C Em F C
Every time we drive by wavin', I see right through
Am G F C
Tudutudutudu, fuck you too
Am G F C
Tudutudutudu, fuck you too
C Em F C
I believe in the modest dream, ain't lookin' for a pot of gold
Am G F C
A 6 pack and some good marijuana I can watch my mama roll
C Em F C
I believe I can buy a few things like a house with a nice pool
Am G F C
Invite my nobody friends to the party and we'll be in it, fuck you
You got a blue collar father who drinks Budweiser out the bottle
20 Dollars, an old Impala, a baby's mama
You work hard, you don't beg, you don't borrow
Night at the factory, daytime job at McDonald's
C Em
Your daddy told you that girl was nothin' but a problem
F C
But you fell in love 'cause to you she was like a supermodel
Am G F C
And they told you not to go get married but you went and did it anyway, it ain't no problem
C Em
You make somethin' out of nothin', you make money for a livin'
F C
Pushin' buttons, stickin' digits, flippin' burgers in the kitchen
Am G
With the vision, you've been dreamin', you've been savin', you've been given nothin' but shit
F C
But you take it 'cause you're patient in this prison
C Em
Fuck everybody visitin', it ain't them who gotta live in this skin
F C
With all these tattoos that you got, it fuckin' offends them
Am G
If it's you that I'm speakin' to, you must be my extension
F C C
I take my drink up and sip it, take my hat off and tip it, Slumerican
Em F C
Oh sweet sounds of American you
Am G F C
Never miss a Sunday service, never got tattoos
C Em F C
Every time we drive by wavin', I see right through
Am G F C
Tudutudutudu, fuck you too
Am G F C
Tudutudutudu, fuck you too
This is a version with handier chords- will spruce it up in a few days
capo 9
Intro:
C Em F C
Am G F C
C Em F C
Man you got it all worked out, don't you, old pair of shoes
Am G F C
Never wear your heart on your sleeve 'cause it don't go with the suit
C Em F C
You got a bad, bad woman with a young little pretty face
Am G F C
They told you not to go get married but you went and did it anyway
C Em F C
Singin', oh sweet sounds of American you
Am G F C
Never miss a Sunday service, never got tattoos
C Em F C
Every time we drive by wavin', I see right through
Am G F C
Tudutudutudu, fuck you too
C Em F C
Mama said steer clear of the devil so you never played in the road
Am G F C
Always lookin' on the bright side, so you never see the potholes
C Em F C
You got a house on a hill, big news, that's a big deal
Am G F C
Big party with your big time friends, man imagine how that feels
C Em F C
Singin', oh sweet sounds of American you
Am G F C
Never miss a Sunday service, never got tattoos
C Em F C
Every time we drive by wavin', I see right through
Am G F C
Tudutudutudu, fuck you too
Am G F C
Tudutudutudu, fuck you too
C Em F C
I believe in the modest dream, ain't lookin' for a pot of gold
Am G F C
A 6 pack and some good marijuana I can watch my mama roll
C Em F C
I believe I can buy a few things like a house with a nice pool
Am G F C
Invite my nobody friends to the party and we'll be in it, fuck you
You got a blue collar father who drinks Budweiser out the bottle
20 Dollars, an old Impala, a baby's mama
You work hard, you don't beg, you don't borrow
Night at the factory, daytime job at McDonald's
C Em
Your daddy told you that girl was nothin' but a problem
F C
But you fell in love 'cause to you she was like a supermodel
Am G F C
And they told you not to go get married but you went and did it anyway, it ain't no problem
C Em
You make somethin' out of nothin', you make money for a livin'
F C
Pushin' buttons, stickin' digits, flippin' burgers in the kitchen
Am G
With the vision, you've been dreamin', you've been savin', you've been given nothin' but shit
F C
But you take it 'cause you're patient in this prison
C Em
Fuck everybody visitin', it ain't them who gotta live in this skin
F C
With all these tattoos that you got, it fuckin' offends them
Am G
If it's you that I'm speakin' to, you must be my extension
F C C
I take my drink up and sip it, take my hat off and tip it, Slumerican
Em F C
Oh sweet sounds of American you
Am G F C
Never miss a Sunday service, never got tattoos
C Em F C
Every time we drive by wavin', I see right through
Am G F C
Tudutudutudu, fuck you too
Am G F C
Tudutudutudu, fuck you too
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