Faces Ed Sheeran & Yelawolf

[Intro: Ed Sheeran]
Faces change
But this place'll stay the same
And I'll know when I'll go
Home

[Verse 1: Yelawolf]
Yeah, and I'm pickin' up another bag
And I pack another knapsack
The airport's like a stop light to me
Sittin' on red, green light go
Can't see my family
My family grew into a globe of friends and fans
Or some may call 'em
And it's on the stage I stand
To jam, rock, sing
No wakin' up to stop the dream
I lived the life, signed a picture
Cause no dam could stop the stream
Or flood gates, I'm in a fucked race
And a pocket fulla culture condoms
They put you on the podium for first place
But on the block, they judge you on 'em
So
Who got the South in a six-pack, and a shotgun just for show?
I put the white boys back in gold teeth
Put the hood in mossy oak
I'm the
Child of a deadbeat, so I gotta give the beat some life
Beat me down with criticism
But at least the critic's write
With a broken pen, there they go again
I'm a token man, I'm a rollin' gem
Like a rollin' stone, I'm closin' in
I'm goin' home, I'm home again
Bring it back up in the U.K
With a Dixie flag and a sixty sack
Catfish Billy, hell, you say
I'm just bein' blunt, homie
Keep the grass
(Now bumper sticker that, drop a rap and change me)