Ain't never been much of the church type But I believe in the last days I walk through Hell almost every night But I believe it's a pathway Say boy, what you doin' with your life With those tattoos on your face? Say boy, you know that you'll pay the price Well, I guess I'll see when I head that way To the Father, Son and Holy Spirit I hold You nearest My best friend, best friend Let the trumpets blow with Your appearance I can almost hear it My best friend, best friend When you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit Behold these lyrics I got a best friend, best friend Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend, yeah I don't know much about Holy Bibles But I grew up in the Bible Belt I put my love for a woman on idle Because I got beat with my mama's belt But I learned from my mistakes Try hard to respect people for what they believing in But if you spit on my fucking grave And wish me Hell then I wish you well I'mma send you straight up to my best friend To the Father, Son and Holy Spirit I hold You nearest My best friend, best friend Let the trumpets blow with Your appearance I can almost hear it My best friend, best friend When you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit Behold these lyrics I got a best friend, best friend Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend, yeah God, please could you arm me with the armor To calm me when there's drama like Gandhi? Could have gone the other way many times Could have turned Dalai with the lama But I squashed my beefs and things seem to be looking decent Recently, but don't jinx it, it's like Clint Eastwood Looking for peace though, maybe not finna enter The priesthood, but at least should Make an attempt to show some remorse And to be some sort of a repenter For the people I've been a menace to Not a preacher, but a shit starter and finisher Into the mind of a thick skin, but a short temper This patience of mine is thinner Than twine is when I Get attacked so I might say something back that might offend you So if you don't like when I rap or What I have to say on the mic then you Might wanna act just like quarterbacks And take a fuckin' hike when I snap 'cause I'm a sinner (I got a best friend, best friend) Plus balls and intestines And they never been yes men They gon' tell me when I'm fuckin' up The minute I'm ever giving it less than I'm about to vomit and I can feel it coming Cause failure's something I can barely stomach And I only listen to my gut So unless you're my fuckin' belly button Don't tell me nothin' You ain't my (best friend, best friend) Who you think I'm talking 'bout? Lifts me up when I'm down and out Still look to him without a doubt Still got a (best friend, best friend) Shout it out Like there's never been a louder mouth Should have never been allowed a mouth Now that I got a higher power now when I blackout, power outage They powerless, but they crowd around They tend to flock like shepherds, the black sheep But I be the worst thing that these motherfuckers ever heard When I'm counted out You be D-O-A, they'll announce But pronounce you dead when they sound it out So prepare for a rival Your arch enemy surrounds you now he's all around you Not even the doctors at the hospital Are gonna shiggy-shock you back to life It's in-piggy-possible to revive you That's word to the diggy doc Stiggy-stopping is not an option Something I'm not gonna do I'm the Iggy Pop of hip-hop when I walk in the booth Dawg, I'm the truth like Biggie rockin' with 2Pac in the suit Talking to Proof dropping a deuce Fill up a syllable clip like a refillable script Cock and I shoot Who you think's my glock that I use? That I pull from to get my strength up against these haters And he'll be waiting at the gate when you get sprayed up Sending you hoes straight up to deal with my (best friend) To the Father, Son and Holy Spirit I hold You nearest My best friend, best friend Let the trumpets blow with Your appearance I can almost hear it My best friend, best friend When you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit Behold these lyrics I got a best friend, best friend Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend, yeah
Okay I gotta best friend He was there through the dead ends He was there through my stressing Thank God for the Lord he my blessing In his presence gotta message to tell the world What he showed me now No weight of sin could ever hold me down I’m feeling like Kobe they way I’m flowing for all knowing One above the clouds Freeing me from everything including doubt Never shot for the stars now I’m shooting pow Since a child been going wild so clueless loud But now I’m back and I’m better with the ruler I’m moving stout Kinda real crazy how he gets me out Of every pit that I been in I was so lost I was deep in my sinning So dang asleep tryna sleep with the women Now I got God so free now I’m swimming Used to be drowning so bound by opinions I cared about the world but the world ain’t living They following the trends now girls all stripping And they men stay sipping With the nine they gripping Reall reall sad so chaotic now n it Ain’t nobody know bout the lord who risen Gotta let em all know that my best friend did it
Give God praise till the day that I get my head chopped up or popped up with the blood mopped up From my body can’t bow down to illuminati Telling everybody about God Can’t stop he Walk in the Spirit fighting demons like a hockey match Hear the Voice from my father like copy that No copy cat never did the sloppy raps
I been trained for the fight like a boxing match To knock these cats Way back to the pit where the fire at Yes this my Messiah rap Could never cap I let em act Can’t play pretend Defend my fam I’m Jesus name We serve the lamb He heals the pain
And breaks the chains Of constant shame And demonic mindsets Make em get gone in the vine Rest With the best the divinezt Love that you could ever with Peace for your double minded When you blinded Lost in the constant grinding He’s there shining Just seek you find him
Ain't never been much of the church type But I believe in the last days I walk through hell almost every night But I believe it's a pathway Say boy, what you doin' with your life With those tattoos on your face? Say boy, you know that you'll pay the price Well, I guess I'll see when I head that way To The Father, Son and Holy Spirit I hold you nearest My best friend, best friend Let the trumpets blow with your appearance I can almost hear it My best friend, best friend When you wish me hell upon my soul and spirit Behold these lyrics I got a best friend, best friend Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend Yeah I don't know much about Holy Bibles But I grew up in the Bible Belt I put my love for a woman on idle Because I got beat with my mama's belt But I learned from my mistakes Try hard to respect people for what they believing in But if you spit on my fucking grave And wish me hell, then I wish you well I'ma send you straight up to my best friend To The Father, Son and Holy Spirit I hold you nearest My best friend, best friend Let the trumpets blow with your appearance I can almost hear it My best friend, best friend When you wish me hell upon my soul and spirit Behold these lyrics I got a best friend, best friend Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend Yeah God, please would you arm me with the armor To calm me when there's drama like Gandhi? Could have gone the other way, many times Could have turned Dalai with the llama, but I squashed my beefs And things seem to be looking decent Recently, but don't jinx it It's like Clint Eastwood looking for peace though Maybe not finna enter the priesthood But at least should make an attempt To show some remorse and to be some sort of a repenter For the people, I've been a menace to Not a preacher but a shit starter and finisher Enter the mind of a thick skin, but a short temper This patience of mine is thinner Than twine is when I get attacked So I might say something back that might offend you So if you don't like when I rap or What I have to say on the mic, then you Might wanna act just like quarterbacks And take a fuckin' hike when I snap 'cause I'm a sinner And I (I got a best friend, best friend) Plus balls and intestines And they never been yes, men They gon' tell me when I'm fuckin' up The minute I'm ever givin' it less than I'm about to vomit, and I can feel it comin' 'Cause failure's somethin' I can barely stomach And I only listen to my gut So unless you're my fuckin' belly button, don't tell me nothin' You ain't my (best friend, best friend) Who you think I'm talkin' 'bout? Lifts me up when I'm down and out Still look to him without a doubt Still got a (best friend, best friend) Shout it out, like there's never been a louder mouth Should have never been allowed a mouth Now that I got a higher power Now when I black out, power outage (oww!) They powerless, but they crowd around They tend to flock like shepherds The black sheep, but I'll be the worst thing That these motherfuckers ever heard when I'm counted out You'll be D-O-A, they'll announce But pronounce you dead when they sound it out So prepare for a rival, your arch enemy surrounds you now He's all around you (blaow!) Not even the doctors at the hospital Are gonna shiggy-shock you back to life It's im-piggy-possible to revive you That's word to the Diggy Doc Stiggy-stoppin' is not an option, somethin' I'm not gonna do I'm the Iggy Pop of hip-hop when I walk in the booth Dawg, I'm the truth, like Biggie rockin' with 2Pac in a suit Talkin' to Proof droppin' a deuce Fill up a syllable clip like a refillable script, cock it and shoot And who you think's my Glock that I use? That I pull from to get my strength up against these haters And he'll be waitin' at the gate when you get sprayed up Sendin' you hoes straight up to deal with my (best friend) To The Father, Son and Holy Spirit I hold you nearest My best friend, best friend Let the trumpets blow with your appearance I can almost hear it My best friend, best friend When you wish me hell upon my soul and spirit Behold these lyrics I got a best friend, best friend Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend Yeah
3:46 this part always blows my mind.
This instrumental is just overall beautiful. Honestly. Beautiful. That’s all I can say.
Killer kick and snare sound. Relatively simple but the beautiful piano progression flows so well across it ..
Shout out to GOD for being the ULTIMATE best friend. No matter what. 😌🙏👏👏👏
John3:16? ♨️♨️📶💫...
Ain't never been much of the church type
But I believe in the last days
I walk through Hell almost every night
But I believe it's a pathway
Say boy, what you doin' with your life
With those tattoos on your face?
Say boy, you know that you'll pay the price
Well, I guess I'll see when I head that way
To the Father, Son and Holy Spirit
I hold You nearest
My best friend, best friend
Let the trumpets blow with Your appearance
I can almost hear it
My best friend, best friend
When you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit
Behold these lyrics
I got a best friend, best friend
Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend, yeah
I don't know much about Holy Bibles
But I grew up in the Bible Belt
I put my love for a woman on idle
Because I got beat with my mama's belt
But I learned from my mistakes
Try hard to respect people for what they believing in
But if you spit on my fucking grave
And wish me Hell then I wish you well
I'mma send you straight up to my best friend
To the Father, Son and Holy Spirit
I hold You nearest
My best friend, best friend
Let the trumpets blow with Your appearance
I can almost hear it
My best friend, best friend
When you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit
Behold these lyrics
I got a best friend, best friend
Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend, yeah
God, please could you arm me with the armor
To calm me when there's drama like Gandhi?
Could have gone the other way many times
Could have turned Dalai with the lama
But I squashed my beefs and things seem to be looking decent
Recently, but don't jinx it, it's like Clint Eastwood
Looking for peace though, maybe not finna enter
The priesthood, but at least should
Make an attempt to show some remorse
And to be some sort of a repenter
For the people I've been a menace to
Not a preacher, but a shit starter and finisher
Into the mind of a thick skin, but a short temper
This patience of mine is thinner
Than twine is when I
Get attacked so I might say something back that might offend you
So if you don't like when I rap or
What I have to say on the mic then you
Might wanna act just like quarterbacks
And take a fuckin' hike when I snap 'cause I'm a sinner
(I got a best friend, best friend)
Plus balls and intestines
And they never been yes men
They gon' tell me when I'm fuckin' up
The minute I'm ever giving it less than
I'm about to vomit and I can feel it coming
Cause failure's something I can barely stomach
And I only listen to my gut
So unless you're my fuckin' belly button
Don't tell me nothin'
You ain't my (best friend, best friend)
Who you think I'm talking 'bout?
Lifts me up when I'm down and out
Still look to him without a doubt
Still got a (best friend, best friend) Shout it out
Like there's never been a louder mouth
Should have never been allowed a mouth
Now that I got a higher power now when I blackout, power outage
They powerless, but they crowd around
They tend to flock like shepherds, the black sheep
But I be the worst thing that these motherfuckers ever heard
When I'm counted out
You be D-O-A, they'll announce
But pronounce you dead when they sound it out
So prepare for a rival
Your arch enemy surrounds you now he's all around you
Not even the doctors at the hospital
Are gonna shiggy-shock you back to life
It's in-piggy-possible to revive you
That's word to the diggy doc
Stiggy-stopping is not an option
Something I'm not gonna do
I'm the Iggy Pop of hip-hop when I walk in the booth
Dawg, I'm the truth like Biggie rockin' with 2Pac in the suit
Talking to Proof dropping a deuce
Fill up a syllable clip like a refillable script
Cock and I shoot
Who you think's my glock that I use?
That I pull from to get my strength up against these haters
And he'll be waiting at the gate when you get sprayed up
Sending you hoes straight up to deal with my (best friend)
To the Father, Son and Holy Spirit
I hold You nearest
My best friend, best friend
Let the trumpets blow with Your appearance
I can almost hear it
My best friend, best friend
When you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit
Behold these lyrics
I got a best friend, best friend
Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend, yeah
can you rap em's verse ?
Not religious, but highly spiritual, and this calls me
Anyone know who produced the beat?
🔥🔥🔥🔥
Best one I could fine so far 🔥🔥
How do you do it man? It’s incredible!
Okay I gotta best friend
He was there through the dead ends
He was there through my stressing
Thank God for the Lord he my blessing
In his presence gotta message to tell the world
What he showed me now
No weight of sin could ever hold me down
I’m feeling like Kobe they way I’m flowing for all knowing
One above the clouds
Freeing me from everything including doubt
Never shot for the stars now I’m shooting pow
Since a child been going wild so clueless loud
But now I’m back and I’m better with the ruler I’m moving stout
Kinda real crazy how he gets me out
Of every pit that I been in
I was so lost I was deep in my sinning
So dang asleep tryna sleep with the women
Now I got God so free now I’m swimming
Used to be drowning so bound by opinions
I cared about the world but the world ain’t living
They following the trends now girls all stripping
And they men stay sipping
With the nine they gripping
Reall reall sad so chaotic now n it
Ain’t nobody know bout the lord who risen
Gotta let em all know that my best friend did it
HE KNOWS THE WAY...
Psalm 83 memorize the ending snakes
Give God praise till the day that I get my head chopped up or popped up with the blood mopped up
From my body can’t bow down to illuminati
Telling everybody about God
Can’t stop he
Walk in the Spirit fighting demons like a hockey match
Hear the Voice from my father like copy that
No copy cat never did the sloppy raps
I been trained for the fight like a boxing match
To knock these cats
Way back to the pit where the fire at
Yes this my Messiah rap
Could never cap
I let em act
Can’t play pretend
Defend my fam
I’m Jesus name
We serve the lamb
He heals the pain
And breaks the chains
Of constant shame
And demonic mindsets
Make em get gone in the vine
Rest
With the best the divinezt
Love that you could ever with
Peace for your double minded
When you blinded
Lost in the constant grinding
He’s there shining
Just seek you find him
ad a brother in Christ
Hit up my phone
when he was high
I told him
Smoking ain’t no joke you can’t die
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Yelawolf
On “Best Friend” Yelawolf teams up with his label boss once again. While Yela calmly approaches the… read more »
BEST FRIEND LYRICS
[Verse 1: Yelawolf]
Ain't never been much of the church type
But I believe in the last days
I walk through Hell almost every night
But I believe it's a pathway
Say, boy, what you doin' with your life
With those tattoos on your face?
Say, boy, you know that you'll pay the price
Well, I guess I'll see when I head that way
[Chorus: Yelawolf]
To the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit
I hold you nearest
My best friend, best friend
Let the trumpets blow with your appearance
I can almost hear it
My best friend, best friend
When you wish me hell upon my soul and spirit
Behold these lyrics
I got a best friend, best friend
Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend, yeah
[Verse 2: Yelawolf]
I don't know much about Holy Bibles
But I grew up in the Bible Belt
I put my love for a woman on idle
Because I got beat with my mama's belt
But I learned from my mistakes
Try hard to respect people for what they believin' in
But if you spit on my fuckin' grave
And wish me Hell, then I wish you well
I'ma send you straight up to my best friend
[Chorus: Yelawolf]
To the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit
I hold you nearest
My best friend, best friend
Let the trumpets blow with your appearance
I can almost hear it
My best friend, best friend
When you wish me hell upon my soul and spirit
Behold these lyrics
I got a best friend, best friend
Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend, yeah
[Verse 3: Eminem & Yelawolf]
God, please would you arm me with the armor
To calm me when there's drama like Gandhi?
Could have gone the other way many times
Could have turned Dalai with the llama, but I squashed my
Beefs, and things seem
To be looking decent recently, but don't jinx it
It's like Clint Eastwood looking for peace though
Maybe not finna enter the priesthood
But at least should make an attempt to
Show some remorse and to be some sort of a repenter
For the people I've been a menace to
Not a preacher but a shit starter and finisher
Enter the mind of a thick skin, but a short temper
This patience of mine is thinner
Than twine is when I
Get attacked, so I might say something back
That might offend you
So if you don't like when I rap or what I have to
Say on the mic, then you might wanna act just
Like quarterbacks and take a fuckin' hike when I snap 'cause
I'm a sinner, and I, I got a best friend, best friend
Plus balls and intestines, and they never been yes men
They gon' tell me when I'm fuckin' up the minute I'm ever givin' it less than
I'm about to vomit and I can feel it comin'
'Cause failure's somethin' I can barely stomach
And I only listen to my gut
So unless you're my fuckin' belly button
Don't tell me nuttin', you ain't my best friend, best friend
Who you think I'm talkin' 'bout?
Lifts me up when I'm down and out
Still look to him without a doubt
Still got a best friend, best friend
Shout it out
Like there's never been a louder mouth
Should have never been allowed a mouth
Now that I got a higher power, now
When I blackout, power outage-oww
They powerless, but they crowd around
They tend to flock like shepherds, the black sheep
But I'll be the worst thing that these motherfuckers ever heard
When I'm counted out
You'll be D-O-A, they'll announce
But pronounce you dead when they sound it out
So prepare for a rival, your arch enemy surrounds you now
He's all around you-blaow
Not even the doctors at the hospital
Are gonna shiggy-shock you back to life
It's im-piggy-possible to revive you
That's word to the Diggy Doc
Stiggy-stoppin' is not an option
Somethin' I'm not gonna do
I'm the Iggy Pop of hip-hop when I walk in the booth
Dawg, I'm the truth, like Biggie rockin' with 2Pac in a suit
Talkin' to Proof droppin' a deuce
Fill up a syllable clip like a refillable script, cock it and shoot
And who you think's my Glock that I use?
That I pull from to get my strength up against these haters
And he'll be waitin' at the gate when you get sprayed up
Sendin' you hoes straight up to deal with my best friend
[Chorus: Yelawolf]
To the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit
I hold you nearest
My best friend, best friend
Let the trumpets blow with your appearance
I can almost hear it
My best friend, best friend
When you wish me hell upon my soul and spirit
Behold these lyrics
I got a best friend, best friend
Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend, yeah
SHARE THE LYRICS
“BEST FRIEND” TRACK INFO
FeaturingEminem
Produced ByWLPWR & Eminem
Written ByWLPWR, Luis Resto, Eminem & Yelawolf
Release DateApril 14, 2015
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5. Ball and Chain
6. Till It's Gone
7. Devil in My Veins
8. Best Friend
9. Empty Bottles
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COMMENTS

Battler 34,524
6 years ago
Eminem is still proving to this day, that he will never be messed with, he is the greatest rap artist of all time, when he made the reference to Proof, it had me like Oh Lawd! Eminem is back to his best, watch out everyone..
+506 UPVOTES

nightjarswift 682
6 years ago
Am I the only one who thinks Yela is a SICK singer?
+359 UPVOTES

TattedBrunetteX 1,397
6 years ago
After Em’s verse….

+330 UPVOTES

faimonmusic 696
6 years ago
can we just talk about Eminem’s flow and rhyme scheme? you cannot possibly say that his verse is not incredible. not only is the flow and word play insane, but it also is meaningful and deep. perfect song.
+246 UPVOTES

OutAF 11,875
6 years ago
ems verse is suicide worthy
+239 UPVOTES

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Background beat carried this song
Ain't never been much of the church type
But I believe in the last days
I walk through hell almost every night
But I believe it's a pathway
Say boy, what you doin' with your life
With those tattoos on your face?
Say boy, you know that you'll pay the price
Well, I guess I'll see when I head that way
To The Father, Son and Holy Spirit
I hold you nearest
My best friend, best friend
Let the trumpets blow with your appearance
I can almost hear it
My best friend, best friend
When you wish me hell upon my soul and spirit
Behold these lyrics
I got a best friend, best friend
Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend
Yeah
I don't know much about Holy Bibles
But I grew up in the Bible Belt
I put my love for a woman on idle
Because I got beat with my mama's belt
But I learned from my mistakes
Try hard to respect people for what they believing in
But if you spit on my fucking grave
And wish me hell, then I wish you well
I'ma send you straight up to my best friend
To The Father, Son and Holy Spirit
I hold you nearest
My best friend, best friend
Let the trumpets blow with your appearance
I can almost hear it
My best friend, best friend
When you wish me hell upon my soul and spirit
Behold these lyrics
I got a best friend, best friend
Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend
Yeah
God, please would you arm me with the armor
To calm me when there's drama like Gandhi?
Could have gone the other way, many times
Could have turned Dalai with the llama, but I squashed my beefs
And things seem to be looking decent
Recently, but don't jinx it
It's like Clint Eastwood looking for peace though
Maybe not finna enter the priesthood
But at least should make an attempt
To show some remorse and to be some sort of a repenter
For the people, I've been a menace to
Not a preacher but a shit starter and finisher
Enter the mind of a thick skin, but a short temper
This patience of mine is thinner
Than twine is when I get attacked
So I might say something back that might offend you
So if you don't like when I rap or
What I have to say on the mic, then you
Might wanna act just like quarterbacks
And take a fuckin' hike when I snap 'cause I'm a sinner
And I (I got a best friend, best friend)
Plus balls and intestines
And they never been yes, men
They gon' tell me when I'm fuckin' up
The minute I'm ever givin' it less than
I'm about to vomit, and I can feel it comin'
'Cause failure's somethin' I can barely stomach
And I only listen to my gut
So unless you're my fuckin' belly button, don't tell me nothin'
You ain't my (best friend, best friend)
Who you think I'm talkin' 'bout?
Lifts me up when I'm down and out
Still look to him without a doubt
Still got a (best friend, best friend)
Shout it out, like there's never been a louder mouth
Should have never been allowed a mouth
Now that I got a higher power
Now when I black out, power outage (oww!)
They powerless, but they crowd around
They tend to flock like shepherds
The black sheep, but I'll be the worst thing
That these motherfuckers ever heard when I'm counted out
You'll be D-O-A, they'll announce
But pronounce you dead when they sound it out
So prepare for a rival, your arch enemy surrounds you now
He's all around you (blaow!)
Not even the doctors at the hospital
Are gonna shiggy-shock you back to life
It's im-piggy-possible to revive you
That's word to the Diggy Doc
Stiggy-stoppin' is not an option, somethin' I'm not gonna do
I'm the Iggy Pop of hip-hop when I walk in the booth
Dawg, I'm the truth, like Biggie rockin' with 2Pac in a suit
Talkin' to Proof droppin' a deuce
Fill up a syllable clip like a refillable script, cock it and shoot
And who you think's my Glock that I use?
That I pull from to get my strength up against these haters
And he'll be waitin' at the gate when you get sprayed up
Sendin' you hoes straight up to deal with my (best friend)
To The Father, Son and Holy Spirit
I hold you nearest
My best friend, best friend
Let the trumpets blow with your appearance
I can almost hear it
My best friend, best friend
When you wish me hell upon my soul and spirit
Behold these lyrics
I got a best friend, best friend
Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend
Yeah