This Is Where I'm From (Redneck Remix)

(Back at it again, son
RHEC, Redneck Nation, Blacks lie, motherfucker)

I'll be in my truck sittin at the park
Rolling up a joint while I'm watching for the cops
Layin on my hood, yeah it's after dark
I'm watching for the barge while I'm staring at the stars

This is where I'm from
Bitch this is where I'm from
I'm cruising down those roads you hear them 38's on
And if you lookin for some shit than I probably wouldn't call
You picked the wrong county if you trying to fuck with us

Little chance with a lot of hope
Spent little time on everything I wrote
And somehow I stay afloat
Like a flat bottomed river maned Jon-boat
I'm a sharpshooter like Chris Kyle
Got slick jabs like Caleb Clay
C-H-E-A-T-H-A-M
Bitch I'm the man

Rolling through my town
Square the title in my shit [?]
I do it for the sticks that represent the kids who come from rap
I never had a dream until I felt like I don't have shit
And now I'm standing at the top with a Dixie flag in both my hands
Fuck it don't accept me, I'll make sure you gotta see my face
Got honkies jammin out to me in every single southern state

Don't worry Cracker do your thang
No rushin boy this ain't no race
But if it was you know you cannot lie
You cannot masterbate

I'll be in my truck sittin at the park
Rolling up a joint while I'm watching for the cops
Layin on my hood yeah it's after dark
I'm watching for the barge while I'm staring at the stars

This is where I'm from
Bitch this is where I'm from
I'm cruising down those roads you hear them 38's on
And if you lookin for some shit than I probably wouldn't call
You picked the wrong county if you trying to fuck with us

All my boys got tattoos
Looking shity on the jobs like [?]
Got so many guns in my single wide
My address should be Vietnam
Like damn look at this man
I carry the weight of the woods on my hands
If somebody shoots me at one of my shows
Than you probably gonna have to deal with all of my fans
Call my squad that Dixieland militia
When I'm with those dudes no taking pictures
All I know is what I am
Shout out to all my dirty freakers
Here with all my rebel trucks
Much like the civil war with speakers
Yelling fuck it out the window
Jamming out to Charlie Daniels
And I might spray paint the word skin
On damn near all my fucking vehicles
I stay shocking bloodsuckers like
Bog laps to some damn mosquitoes
You can hate us never beat us
Fuck you click you get no features
I stay making touchdowns while you bitches sittin in the bleachers

I'll be in my truck sittin at the park
Rolling up a joint while I'm watching for the cops
Layin on my hood yeah it's after dark
I'm watching for the barge while I'm staring at the stars

This is where I'm from
Bitch this is where I'm from
I'm cruising down those roads you hear them 38's on
And if you lookin for some shit than I probably wouldn't call
You picked the wrong county if you trying to fuck with us

(This is where I'm from
Bitch this is where I'm from
I'm cruising down those roads you hear them 38's on
And if you lookin for some shit than I probably wouldn't call
You picked the wrong county if you trying to fuck with us)

Haha
Upchurch baby
Chicken Willie on the way y'all
You know I love y'all
And I'll keep doin this shit every damn day of my life
Because I wanna give y'all good shit
And I'll keep on giving y'all good shit
Actually I'll keep on giving y'all the best shit there is, son