Artist: Yelawolf
Album:  Trial By Fire
Song:   Row Your Boat
Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com 

[Yelawolf]
You said you don't wanna die
But still you wanna go to heaven (heaven, heaven)
Heaven's not a place that you can scare me
into changin everything that I believe in ('lieve in, 'lieve in)
Leavin what is keepin you from walkin out the door
and livin life like there's a reason (reason, reason)
Reason is the fear of change
Will leave a person locked inside a dark and mental prison (prison, prison)
Prisoners of war, the war is media they feed to ya
Graffiti up your vision (vision, vision)
Visionary super scary future, they will shoot ya
They will loot ya, they are killin (killin, killin)
Killin power of the power that exists above us
It's a problem, it's a sentence (sentence, sentence)
Sentence you to pull and push and jump
When they say jump you say "How high?" There is no limit
Limit what they sell and what they're givin

[Chorus: Yelawolf]
Even if the whole world knows
I don't give a damn 'bout what they think
I don't have to stand up to your gun
I don't have to sit down when you say
Tell me I'm overboard
The truth is you just wanna see me sink
If there's any room left on that ship
You don't have to save any room for me
Cause I got my own boat...
I'm doin my own thing...
And I will stay afloat
Even when it rains, cause I got my own boat
Row row your boat
Row row your boat, row your boat

[Yelawolf] 
They marchin up the street
They wanna fight, they don't want peace (peace, peace)
Piece of what you have, they snatch and grab
They steal and run, they pullin guns out on police (police, police)
Police they shoot and kill, they shoot at will
They will at you, they'll execute if you don't leave (leave, leave)
Leavin the impression no one's safe
inside this dungeon in the city of the beast (beast, beast)
Beasts are on the corner, slingin poison to the junkies
To a junkie it's a feast (feast, feast)
Feast or famine, come examine
Take a look into that alleyway that's on your street (street, street)
Streets are not the only place
that you can find yourself layin up under white sheets (sheets, sheets)
Sheets in Alabama cockin hammers
Ridin horses, wanna handle who is free
Free yourself from anything they preach

[Chorus]