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Jawga Boyz

Prohibition

 

Prohibition

(album: Mud Boggin Crew - 2016)


Music ain't the only thing that's coming from these mountains
Fire from the stills, hundred proof flow like fountains
Johnny Law can't catch us so he's screaming and he's shouting
And Uncle Sam's just pissy bout the money that we're counting

I'm in the woods and I'm in these hills
[?] around copper stills
Boondocks, we're tight nit
Only allowed my sorta whipper wheels
Don't let it spill, forget what you saw
These dusty roads raise real outlaws
Uncle Sam [?] your drones
But you keep that six gun 'tween your paws
I fight for the cause my daddy made
Freedom I will live life my way
Drive all night 'cause I shine all day
[?] my pay
Hear what I say, I don't repeat
I'll die 'fore you take anything from me
This recipe was handed down to me
I'm just carving out my legacy

Music ain't the only thing that's coming from these mountains
Fire from the stills, hundred proof flow like fountains
Johnny Law can't catch us so he's screaming and he's shouting
And Uncle Sam's just pissy bout the money that we're counting

River water flowing through these hills
The same water flows through our stills
My daddy taught me the business
Granddaddy taught him the skills
This [?] don't get us by
Them revenuers can't stop us now
I know these hills, work this land
Johnny Law can't hold us down
These mountains here speak my family name
From the hills I done wish we came
To Appalachia where we make our stand
To live free and on our own land
This moonshine just ain't the money
It's culture for real, can't take it from me
Gon' run this [?] to an old age
Sit here drinking with my old buddy

Music ain't the only thing that's coming from these mountains
Fire from the stills, hundred proof flow like fountains
Johnny Law can't catch us so he's screaming and he's shouting
And Uncle Sam's just pissy bout the money that we're counting

Sh, don't make a sound
Johnny Law got them dogs around
Step away from the fire, y'all best get down
We'll shake 'em I swear, just wait for my count
One, grab your gun grab, fire one in the air
Two, keep the cool, split up and shake tail
Three, look at me, take one more sip
Now better haul ass, everybody gon' [?]
We gone down, running through the woods
Truck packed up with all the goods
One step ahead our old Uncle Sam
The dogs can't catch us, know who I am
I'm [?] Appalachia zone
The son of [?] this here's my home
We never back down, know who we are
We run the finest 'shine around here thus far

Music ain't the only thing that's coming from these mountains
Fire from the stills, hundred proof flow like fountains
Johnny Law can't catch us so he's screaming and he's shouting
And Uncle Sam's just pissy bout the money that we're counting

Music ain't the only thing that's coming from these mountains
Fire from the stills, hundred proof flow like fountains
Johnny Law can't catch us so he's screaming and he's shouting
And Uncle Sam's just pissy bout the money that we're counting

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