King of Dixie

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 raging In the motherfucking woods (Yeah) In the motherfucking woods (Yeah) In the motherfucking woods (Yeah) And you know we'll be out here In the motherfucking woods Yeah baby, hick town done made it up into hip hop Mr. lifted up ranger with my ties in a chop top Mr. smoke too much pot but still shoot pool with the cops Mr. give me the moonshine and see a ship walk south 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 headbanging till you leave the party in a neck brace Covered in Bud Light, I'm stone cold with the whole case 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 raging In the motherfucking woods (Yeah) In the motherfucking woods (Yeah) In the motherfucking woods (Yeah) And you know we'll be out here In the motherfucking woods Yeah my father got a wax for me smashing 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 pawpaw 'Church sat in prison in Brushy Mountain in the 50s And my nanny a redhead out of pride to the grave You know I slaved 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 raging In the motherfucking woods (Yeah) In the motherfucking woods (Yeah) In the motherfucking woods (Yeah) And you know we'll be out here In the motherfucking woods --- King of Dixie - Upchurch