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Redneck Souljers

Run For Cover

 

Run For Cover

(album: Firewater - 2015)


[C-Hubb:]
I can see you from my tree stand
So if you wanna stay a free man
You better run for cover, run for cover
I got some boes hid behind those duck blinds
They got your ass spotted through them front sides
You better run for cover, run for cover

[Fatt Tarr:]
That bastard, hop out the passenger side of the Cadillac in all black like I'm Dracula
Fifth of Jack tilted back to the maximum
I got a dip fully packed and I'm strapped with guns
You already knowing what's up
While you was sleeping we was creeping
We been blowing shit up
To topper charts got the heart and we're soldiering up
'Cause with this music shit we're rapping and we're folding 'em up
'Cause them boys got sideways
I'm getting lifted sitting in the dark with it in park in their driveway
Five minuets from the highway
So if they get it twisted I'ma jet off quick like a by day
I say Firewater mind frame cleaner than a prototype stripped to the wire frame
[?] pulling over like you need a tire change
Run for cover 'cause we eating rappers up just like it's child's play

[C-Hubb:]
I can see you from my tree stand
So if you wanna stay a free man
You better run for cover, run for cover
I got some boes hid behind those duck blinds
They got your ass spotted through them front sides
You better run for cover, run for cover

Creeping through the thicket, shot gun in my hand
Intruder in my business better get his ass up off this land
Man I know these woods like the back of my palm
You don't wanna be the subject of this song
'Cause it ain't gonna be long at the bank of pond
You're surrounded by twenty dudes that came from the swamp
And you can't see 'em behind them maple trees
Camouflage and Ghillie suits with optic laser beams
Watch out where you stepping 'cause we got some crazy things
Swinging logs and ankle nooses, trap doors made of leaves
The swaying breeze now got the vagrant saying please
Praying pleading make 'em leave me
Now Jesus can't you lead me the safety
I can't breath easily I been running for hours
And there ain't no telling how many still see me
He took his last breath and looked back
Over his shoulder seen two Mossbergs leading up the pack
He said I'm on the wrong land his knees hit the ground
He seen the signs but he didn't turn around

I can see you from my tree stand
So if you wanna stay a free man
You better run for cover, run for cover
I got some boes hid behind those duck blinds
They got your ass spotted through them front sides
You better run for cover, run for cover

done

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