Fish In A Barrel

(Album: Tiller Gang - 2013)

A lot of people want to do it like us but they can't 'cause they ain't got music in their blood
And there's a whole lot of bottom feeding catfish playing in this game but the rain's full of mud
So while I'm sitting on this front porch sipping on shine
Writing these rhymes paying them no mind 'cause
A lot of people want to do it like us but they can't 'cause they ain't got music in their blood

Some rappers come and they go, some do it just to be seen
But the music's all in my blood and it flows through me like a stream
It just comes naturally when I'm on these [?] beats
These rhymes run out of my veins like I'm bit with vampire teeth
A lot of people wanna do it like us and that ain't bothering me
'Cause a few of 'em's doing it well
But man you gotta take heed
There's a ton of snakes in the grass
That'll bite your ass in a second
Those words are straight from D-Thrash
That boy taught me a lesson
That's why we're tight with them boys and a couple others in this game
But to the ones who done us wrong I don't even wanna hear you speak my name
We got aim and ammunition and when I write a rhyme I'm a man on a mission
I ain't pissing away my vision even if I'm on my front porch sitting
If you stand in my way I will stand up and say
"You can't do it this like this boe" and then I'll blow your ass away
And toss your body in the creek
Write about it over this beat
While you're sinking to the bottom where the catfish feed, 'cause

A lot of people want to do it like us but they can't 'cause they ain't got music in their blood
And there's a whole lot of bottom feeding catfish playing in this game but the rain's full of mud
So while I'm sitting on this front porch sipping on shine
Writing these rhymes paying them no mind 'cause
A lot of people want to do it like us but they can't 'cause they ain't got music in their blood

Man I swear sometimes it's hard to get my freaking feelin's to you
But I've had 'em bottled up so I'ma twist my top and spill 'em to you
A lot of boys, they wanna do it, but they just don't get their shit
Ten years in this music boy, I never call it quits
Me and Hubb started working harder then a weathered farmer
Then the fair-weathers vanished and we pushed a little harder
Drove that truck a little farther
Turned it to a super charger
Out repping Tarheel, hell naw, we don't even bother
I ain't conceited when a say it man, but, I really mean it
I been working on fining my craft like a damn machine
Dreamer, damn believer, achiever
I hung the rings around the planets
Well damnit I guess I better stay at it
I'm in the attic awake while the slackers asleep
I'm planting seeds in my soul
They may take numerous weeks
But they gon' blossom and grow
Create a beautiful wreath
That I can squeeze around y'alls throat as I sing ya to sleep, 'cause

A lot of people want to do it like us but they can't 'cause they ain't got music in their blood
And there's a whole lot of bottom feeding catfish playing in this game but the rain's full of mud
So while I sit on this front porch sipping on shine
Writing these rhymes paying them no mind 'cause
A lot of people want to do it like us but they can't 'cause they ain't got music in their blood

(Love to change the world, but I don't know why)

Yeah you know C-Hubb, man, I feel like we was really meant to do this stuff, you know?
Yeah man, it's like, there's so many people trying to do it, but it's just all for show, they just...
They ain't got it in their blood
Yeah, they ain't, they ain't got it in their blood. And that's why it's so damn easy, man. Fuck, we're just killing it right now. It's like, it's like we're just shooting fish in a damn barrel
Your boy D-Thrash got something to say

Back when I first started rapping
No one could ever imagine
A country white boy from the woods could make it happen
And now I got the crowds reacting
They clapping and snapping their fingers
In fact I came from nothing and turned it into something
For all the non believers who did not think I would be here
I'm making music that you hear, that makes you the receiver
And now there's too many people who think that they are equal
They ain't shed the blood I shed
I paid my dues to make this bread
Never sold out, never said yes
Never gave up when I was stressed
I took my own road with my own folks
Now it's us against the rest
People wanna say that I ain't nice 'cause I don't smile at the lies
Well I don't have folks that say they love me, don't want me to thrive
Everybody wanna come around and pay for my drinks
Wanna come around and hang with my clique
But if somethin's wrong and I go home and I don't hear shit
Excuses, I ran out of them
I made it here without a deal
And all you cats can say is "man, we should have never doubted him" 'cause...