Upchurch - Country Cut Celebrity lyrics

I'm paranoid now, everywhere that I go
I check the doors all through my house
I'm leavin' all my guns loaded
I'm stayin' up 'til three with
The heater like Tony Montana
I guess it's what happens when you make a
Poor boy from the country a celebrity

I'm nobody special, I'm just like you
A county cut celebrity
I'm nobody special, I'm just like you
A county cut celebrity
I'm nobody special, I'm just like you
A county cut celebrity
(Church) A county cut celebrity

I still pump my own gas and
Still cut my own grass
Still get arrested just the same for
That weed smell in the dash
And I get judged and picked apart
Prolly way more than average
It made me antisocial and
A fuckin' sociable savage
And I can take my thoughts up in my
Brain and turn 'em to a weapon (brbrbr)
I disected hip-hop on a table
In paw paw's tool shed
I took summertime crickets
Added some bass and a snare
Now everyone from coast to coast
Slow-mo when they stare yeah

I'm paranoid now, everywhere that I go
I check the doors all through my house
I'm leavin' all my guns loaded
I'm stayin' up 'til three with
The heater like Tony Montana
I guess it's what happens when you make a
Poor boy from the country a celebrity

I'm nobody special, I'm just like you
A county cut celebrity
I'm nobody special, I'm just like you
A county cut celebrity
I'm nobody special, I'm just like you
A county cut celebrity
A county cut celebrity

I went from Nissan hard bodies with
Some holes in the rust
To Vettes with Lamborghini doors
Camo wrapped in the cut
Them leather jackets like a greaser
Work shirts with them paint stains
(you know it) from a trailer with no septic
To a mansion estate man
I did it with the hands that
Slapped paint on the baseboards
Now they gotta watch me paint Dixie
On the top of the billboard
Yeah, the country just showed up
To the fuckin' hip-hop awards
I drove here in a Cadillac
White on white with the bull horn
(you know it)

I'm paranoid now, everywhere that I go
I check the doors all through my house
I'm leavin' all my guns loaded
I'm stayin' up 'til three with
The heater like Tony Montana
I guess it's what happens when you make a
Poor boy from the country a celebrity

I'm nobody special, I'm just like you
A county cut celebrity
I'm nobody special, I'm just like you
A county cut celebrity
I'm nobody special, I'm just like you
A county cut celebrity
A county cut celebrity

On some real shit
Don't be no one but yourself
The artists that followed the light end
Up the dust on the shelf
Bein' a slave for some guy who
Don't know shit about music
Take the power and money and
Forever will go abuse it
Find a dream, keep the dream
Wrong dreams ain't that bad
Gives you something to work for because
Life goes by way too fast
And life's a wind that speeds up
And God dangit 'fore you know it
The time starts to fly with it
Take your goals and go focus
(go focus, go focus, go focus
Go focus, go focus, go focus)