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Red Clay Crazy

 

Red Clay Crazy

(album: Krimson Crow - 2020)


Hop out the chevy roll heavy no sense and a machete
Them boys from deep in the sticks keep a fo fifth at the ready
Shoulda known bitch I stay petty
Blew back liquor in tha yeti
I'm sick a truck stop shitter been pissing on the game before R Kelly
One love for the psycho
Halloween hillbilly dirt road Micheal
Put it all on the Bible
Or put it on the gram cause it gonna go viral
Screen door with a sawed off
Fuckin with a bully get ya whole leg gnawed off
And I won't be called off
Slug to the head and the motha fucka fall off
Nobody safe when I'm on that case
Put a little bit of concern on that face
You don't wanna cape when I pull that weight
I'm the killa with the big knife Norman Bates Hey
Go on fill up them britches
I got no mercy for these low down dirty sons of bitches

Red clay crazy
Got no mercy for these low down dirty sons of bitches
Red clay crazy
Got no mercy for these low down dirty sons of bitches
Red clay crazy
Got no mercy for em, got no mercy for em
(Everybody say) Red clay crazy
Got no mercy for these low down dirty sons of bitches

Red clay I'm crazy baby
Georgia born the place that made me
Black hat villain with no fucks given
Them thoughts and prayers ain't gonna save me
Cause I feed like a mako
Yeah anything movin ain't gonna be safe ho
Strapped up like Waco
With them magtech bullets size of potatoes
Abomination abrasive I am the southern devil
The king of heathens, believe it I'm on another level
Go grab a fuckin shovel cause we bout to dig some trenches
Bout to the burn this whole bitch down to the ground
And I put that on my witches
Country road come take me home
I am somewhere I don't belong
Load the Mossberg in the brougham
Vandals rise we takin Rome
Go on fuck it put a lighter up for Caesar
Turn the fuckin volume up and blast this out the speaker

Red clay crazy
Got no mercy for these low down dirty sons of bitches
Red clay crazy
Got no mercy for these low down dirty sons of bitches
Red clay crazy
Got no mercy for em, got no mercy for em
(Everybody say) Red clay crazy
Got no mercy for these low down dirty sons of bitches

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Red clay crazy
Got no mercy for these low down dirty sons of bitches
Red clay crazy
Got no mercy for these low down dirty sons of bitches
Red clay crazy
Got no mercy for em, got no mercy for em
(Everybody say) Red clay crazy
Got no mercy for these low down dirty sons of bitches

done

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