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Upchurch

Bloodline

 

Bloodline

(альбом: Pioneer - 2023)


I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start, I'm the start
I'm a star, I'm the start of a–
Start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of a new bloodline

Who want a piece of this redneck?
Who want a piece of the deep south?
Sitting sideways in the backwoods with my gat out
I'm famous now, so I gotta be about it
If you pull up at my crib with problems everybody dying, motherfucker
'Cause I'm that motherfucker
If they kill me, hip-hop changes, my holler boys make it muddy
Silverado full of buddies, early two-thousand and something
Got the south side jumping the Jason Voorhees of stunting
Killing rappers overall in overalls in the country
Bubba Church in this bitch and no need, home haters get released
I'm the son of the south
Hip-hop, cotton mouth
I'm leading the pack in the future, already in route
Church

Backwoods, shiny truck, rust, my shrine
First of a new breed, I'm a prime design
Soul of the holler, southern land, deep ties
Even got the trees talking, heard through the grape vine
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of
I'm the start of a new bloodline

To my young guns in the rust buckets bumping hip-hop in the country
Your red neck won't stop you after I'm done running this shit
Never again will the game say you don't belong in a lane
Next time they see a country boy they'll respect the style and slang
And when you smile at your enemy let 'em see your long veins
Yeah, we down from the holler, we don't know about gang, gang
We be on them, wayne, wayne
Bad boy bruised the game
'Til death do our part like white hackles with bone legs
Draw the coin inside the shed and watch history get fed
There's the deepest south rapper, left the barnyard for dead
Ended up with great with feathers sharper than a Dixie genius
Ain't no maker of what we are
No stitching in what's already seamless

Backwoods, shiny truck, rust, my shrine
First of a new breed, I'm a prime design
Soul of the holler, southern land, deep ties
Even got the trees talking, heard through the grape vine
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of
I'm the start of a new bloodline

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