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adam calhoun - die tonight lyrics

[chorus: upchurch]
i might die tonight, but if i do i’ma be okay
and if i die tonight, at least i stood by the stuff i said
i got two graves dug, one for me and one for the motherf-cker standin’ in my way
and if i die tonight, at least i can say i never ran away

[verse 1: upchurch]
six foot deep, deep deep in the cut
shovel and a tarp rolled up in the truck
couple old bikers and they know whats up
spin my itunes, shake em, i’m getting people roughed up
and a child molester might end up in the mud
bones in the sh-t of a couple wild boars
t–th buried in the lot of a little white church
i be somewhere dog gps don’t work
when the cops all do things a little bit dirty
but they stay on my team, i got that baby face money
y’all can buy all that jewelry, i’ll invest in my community
put a bunker in the ground, fill it up with plenty shiny things
i got br-ss for days, pitbulls with t–th so razor sharp you’d think
my females slept with a great white shark
i ain’t tryna brag but my a-team too big
some crazy mother f-ckers on that 1900’s sh-t
it’s time for a change, ya i came with some buddies
who don’t mind getting muddy and bl–dy and standin’ for somethin’
and putting some sense into this corrupt country
go ahead big dog come over here and say somethin’

[verse 2: adam calhoun]
you can get it, i’ma fight until the death of me
i ain’t never been on the run from an enemy
heavily armed to the t–th, got an army with me
and i’m ready to die if you threaten me
ak’s, ar’s, you ain’t who you say you are
bullets start flying, putting ghosts in the graveyard (boo)
full moon lighting up the battlefield
battle to my last breath and my blood splatter here (boo)
just breathe a minute
just think a minute
you don’t wanna go to war
or we could get it, yeah we could bring it right to your front door
i don’t think you wanna go that route
i ain’t known to f-ck around, f-ck around
i’ma throw a hundred rounds
put your cold body in the f-ckin’ ground
get the point b-tch, when i hit you with the hollow round
what the f-ck you talkin’ bout?
i don’t wanna talk about it
leave your body right there layin’ with some chalk around it
why i gotta go so hard?
why you so f-ckin’ soft?
call your man runnin’ b-tch, you already f-ckin’ lost

- adam calhoun lyrics

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