Ghost

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