Upchurch - King of Dixie lyrics

Get ready
Hick town done made it up into hip hop
Mr lifted up Ranger with mud
Tires in a chop top
Mr smoke too much pot but still
Shoot pool with the cops
Mr give me the moonshine and
See if shit pops off
Mr black smoke in these roads until
It looks like a twister
I work my hands to the bone and
Finish it off with a Swisher
This is that headbangin' 'til you leave
The party in a neck brace
Covered in Bud Light
I'm Stone Cold with the whole case

Yeah my father got a rack from
Me smashin' them white tails
And I grew up 'round
Them outlaws, smoking weed
Telling wise tales my daddy from West Nash
My mama straight hippie
My Paw Paw 'Church sat in prison
In Brushy Mountain in the 50's
And my Nanny a redhead Irish
Pride to the grave
You know I was raised up in the country
Small town USA
And I was built for destruction so
Go ahead bring me the heat
I'm just gonna give you a crooked smile
With the fire at my feet, bitch

Make way for the King of Dixie
Muddy footprints on your clean red carpet
The way I am ain't accepted in mainstream
So I'll sit here and continue ragin'
In the motherfuckin' woods (yeah yeah)
In the motherfuckin' woods (yeah yeah)
In the motherfuckin' woods (Yes)
And you know I'll be out here
In the motherfuckin' woods