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upchurch - isis (remix) lyrics

[intro]
church, church
today the south is in the midst of a historic transformation that will have a profound impact on the entire country, and our collective future, here’s why
church

[verse]
one time for the small towns
one time for the new age, blue collar crowd
one time for the one horse town with the jacked up truck b-mpin’ hip-hop loud
one time for a ford, one time for a dodge, one time for a bow tie chevy
me i was eatin’ up springs in a datsun 620 with a motherf-ckin’ memphis 12 banger, yeah
young troubadour when i rap now, oh
tennessee born in the weed cloud, smoke
fire brothers rollin’ six string in the tele v8 runnin’ through the f-ckin’ whole town
got my own style it’s so red dead redemption
got billy the kid gettin’ resurrected
then ridin’ a horse through the west with henchmen
shotgun blast to the bank i’m hittin’
that’s who? anyone wanna come gun sling
just know a little graze don’t phase me
you’ll need a silver bullet and a wooden stake to k!ll the venom in my motherf-ckin’ fang teeth
bite down shawty chewin’ like a billy goat
whitey right here used to b-mp the first gorilla zoe
beat steady knockin’ like a meth head stole my stuff
yeah, i’ll f-ckin’ k!ll you, that’s real not tough
american flag in the front yard
eight foot fence, yeah i build my own wall
i learn my sh-t from young jeezy and paul wall
and the top ten country songs, that’s raw, uh
like a comb that don’t burn right they can not handle
i sign checks not deals on the table
that’s why when i look they just turn away cameras
don’t slip up and get mentally manhandled
savage as a chandelier made of nothin’ but axe handles
j-cole gave me more goals with rap heads on fire mantles
and i’ma hunt like i haven’t since never
stomach so empty i digest blood vessels
one shot, two shot
i got ’em with the long barrel 360 no scope head shot, no compare
i can see through the bull sh-t with the broken vr system duct taped to my power line jug head
everybody mad ’cause my ugly -ss head gettin’ views
and my film guy got the brand new red
with the case full of lenses and a mind full of sk!ll set
40 different views of me sayin’ “f-ck you b-tch”
hope you see my middle finger 8k upload
i’ma be around ’til the youtube b-tton is growin’ mold
’til the country ain’t here, ’til the water soaks up
’til there ain’t a pot to p-ss in or a d-ck to p-ss a pot up
square dancin’ on hip hop like harlem shake in the f-ckin’ dive-bar
double-entendre karate chop you with karma and hard bars
half the sh-t i have you’d give an arm and a leg for
that’s why my shoulder’s f-cked up and i walk with a limp, boy
tennessee t-tan no number, no helmet
i javon curse a lot, yeah ed, edd, and eddie
george strait up rockin’ the guitar god d-mnit
adhd, i refuse my pills
’cause it blocks the part of my brain witholdin’ my sk!lls
so i stay up h-lla late with a surgeon to peel
you search coochie and t-tties, i’m searchin’ pyramids
uh, i think i got a hi-dea (hi-dea)
only writer’s block i see is this iphone right here
you can dive in my notes like an old school desk
probably got a king slayer written for you in blood smear
dip this pen and distract the plasma
casket magic is what i’m f-ckin’ actually after
call me the gravedigger, i want the legend status
and if it means goin’ hard watch me stiff and fasten
like an 18 year old first time in the strip club
i go hard, i don’t even need a d-ck rub
before you say i ain’t allowed in your clique bro
just know i got my own and the doors always locked son

- upchurch lyrics

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