Upchurch - Ghost lyrics
[Upchurch - Ghost lyrics]
Church whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa
(Ha ha) Hey!
Yeah hip hop rockin' to a tickin' exhaust
And got creek water, copperheads at my feet
Slitherin', hissin'
But they ain't gonna bite me none
Rattlesnake venom drippin' off the
Bullets in my gun
Smile kinda crooked from the tobacco
Up in my gum
Porch lights flickerin' cause the
Ghost feelin' my buzz
Hill picking in the country
A place you'll never find
With the mean rock waters black
Berries on the vine
All I smell is muddy water
Honeysuckles and deer meat
Cheatham County in my veins
Dirty water has made me
That rebel flag junkie Mr general E lee
With the voice of the mud
Strong heartbeat of Dixie, motherfucker
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
Where the fall meets the road
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
And you will not outgrow
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
And the trees release the ghost
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
To the ones who lost their souls
(Up in the Boondocks)
Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa
Son I'm priceless, bone stock old Camaro
And I'm in it to be a legend
Give a fuck about dinero
I want my shit played when I'm
Six feet in the ground
A hundred years in the dirt
Still bumpin' my sound
While you dancin' around the fire
While you sippin' that 'shine
And tailgatin' with your buddies
Puff passin' the pines
Sippin' and chillin' watchin' the slow
Change of the times
Think about me every time you start that fire
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
Where the fall meets the road
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
And you will not outgrow
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
And the trees release the ghost
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
To the ones who lost their souls
(Up in the Boondocks)
Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa
Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa
(Being who I am baby come in the boondocks)
Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa
(Being who I am baby come in the boondocks)
Snakeskin boots, gonna dance with the devil
Born country with the fetish of
Rappin' in heavy metal
Hank Jr and Pantera, Allison Transmission
With the chains in the back
Layne Staley is spittin'
And givin' my right and
Reppin' the Confederate States
Until I'm down in a hole I'm the rooster man
Yeah, here I come and I'm reppin' for Dixie
Ain't none of you motherfuckers
Ever gonna evict me (Evict me, evict me
Ain't none of you motherfuckers
Ever gonna evict me)
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
Where the fall meets the road
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
And you will not outgrow
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
And the trees release the ghost
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
To the ones who lost their souls
Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa
Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa
(Ha ha) Hey!
Yeah hip hop rockin' to a tickin' exhaust
And got creek water, copperheads at my feet
Slitherin', hissin'
But they ain't gonna bite me none
Rattlesnake venom drippin' off the
Bullets in my gun
Smile kinda crooked from the tobacco
Up in my gum
Porch lights flickerin' cause the
Ghost feelin' my buzz
Hill picking in the country
A place you'll never find
With the mean rock waters black
Berries on the vine
All I smell is muddy water
Honeysuckles and deer meat
Cheatham County in my veins
Dirty water has made me
That rebel flag junkie Mr general E lee
With the voice of the mud
Strong heartbeat of Dixie, motherfucker
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
Where the fall meets the road
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
And you will not outgrow
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
And the trees release the ghost
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
To the ones who lost their souls
(Up in the Boondocks)
Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa
Son I'm priceless, bone stock old Camaro
And I'm in it to be a legend
Give a fuck about dinero
I want my shit played when I'm
Six feet in the ground
A hundred years in the dirt
Still bumpin' my sound
While you dancin' around the fire
While you sippin' that 'shine
And tailgatin' with your buddies
Puff passin' the pines
Sippin' and chillin' watchin' the slow
Change of the times
Think about me every time you start that fire
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
Where the fall meets the road
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
And you will not outgrow
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
And the trees release the ghost
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
To the ones who lost their souls
(Up in the Boondocks)
Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa
Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa
(Being who I am baby come in the boondocks)
Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa
(Being who I am baby come in the boondocks)
Snakeskin boots, gonna dance with the devil
Born country with the fetish of
Rappin' in heavy metal
Hank Jr and Pantera, Allison Transmission
With the chains in the back
Layne Staley is spittin'
And givin' my right and
Reppin' the Confederate States
Until I'm down in a hole I'm the rooster man
Yeah, here I come and I'm reppin' for Dixie
Ain't none of you motherfuckers
Ever gonna evict me (Evict me, evict me
Ain't none of you motherfuckers
Ever gonna evict me)
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
Where the fall meets the road
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
And you will not outgrow
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
And the trees release the ghost
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
To the ones who lost their souls
Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa
Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa