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Upchurch

ISIS (Remix)

 

ISIS (Remix)


Church, Church
Today the south is in the midst of a historic transformation that will have a profound impact on the entire country, and our collective future, here's why
Church

One time for the small towns
One time for the new age, blue collar crowd
One time for the one horse town with the jacked up truck bumping hip-hop loud
One time for a Ford, one time for a Dodge, one time for a bow tie Chevy
Me I was eating up springs in a Datsun 620 with a motherfucking Memphis 12 banger, yeah
Young troubadour when I rap now, oh
Tennessee born in the weed cloud, smoke
Fire brothers rolling six string in the tele V8 running through the fucking whole town
Got my own style it's so Red Dead Redemption
Got Billy The Kid getting resurrected
Then riding a horse through the West with henchmen
Shotgun blast to the bank I'm hitting
That's who? Anyone wanna come gun sling
Just know a little graze don't phase me
You'll need a silver bullet and a wooden stake to kill the venom in my motherfucking fang teeth
Bite down shawty chewing like a Billy Goat
Whitey right here used to bump the first Gorilla Zoe
Beat steady knocking like a meth head stole my stuff
Yeah, I'll fucking kill you, that's real not tough
American flag in the front yard
Eight foot fence, yeah I build my own wall
I learn my shit from Young Jeezy and Paul Wall
And the top ten country songs, that's raw, uh
Like a comb that don't burn right they can not handle
I sign checks not deals on the table
That's why when I look they just turn away cameras
Don't slip up and get mentally manhandled
Savage as a chandelier made of nothing but axe handles
J-Cole gave me more goals with rap heads on fire mantles
And I'ma hunt like I haven't since never
Stomach so empty I digest blood vessels
One shot, two shot
I got 'em with the long barrel 360 no scope head shot, no compare
I can see through the bull shit with the broken VR system duct taped to my power line jug head
Everybody mad 'cause my ugly ass head getting views
And my film guy got the brand new Red
With the case full of lenses and a mind full of skill set
40 different views of me saying "Fuck you bitch"
Hope you see my middle finger 8k upload
I'ma be around 'til the YouTube button is growing mold
'Til the country ain't here, 'til the water soaks up
'Til there ain't a pot to piss in or a dick to piss a pot up
Square dancing on hip hop like Harlem Shake in the fucking dive-bar
Double-entendre karate chop you with karma and hard bars
Half the shit I have you'd give an arm and a leg for
That's why my shoulder's fucked up and I walk with a limp, boy
Tennessee Titan no number, no helmet
I Javon curse a lot, yeah Ed, Edd, and Eddie
George Strait up rocking the guitar God damnit
ADHD, I refuse my pills
'Cause it blocks the part of my brain witholding my skills
So I stay up hella late with a surgeon to peel
You search coochie and titties, I'm searching pyramids
Uh, I think I got a hi-dea (Hi-dea)
Only writer's block I see is this iPhone right here
You can dive in my notes like an old school desk
Probably got a king slayer written for you in blood smear
Dip this pen and distract the plasma
Casket magic is what I'm fucking actually after
Call me the Gravedigger, I want the legend status
And if it means going hard watch me stiffen faster
Like an 18 year old first time in the strip club
I go hard, I don't even need a dick rub
Before you say I ain't allowed in your clique bro
Just know I got my own and the doors always locked son

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