Hell Ain’t Half As Loud As Us

Yeah… roll the windows down

Let that dust hit your teeth…

If you ain’t from it, you ain’t gonna understand it

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Got a lifted Chevy sittin’ crooked in the yard

Dog in the bed and a cooler fulla hard

Knockin’ Hank through a blown-out speaker

Neighbors yell “turn it down!” — I just turn it up deeper

Red clay boots, yeah they stay caked thick

Same pair on when I raised that stick

Ain’t no silver spoon, just a rusted-out grind

With a middle finger high to the city limit sign

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I got cutoff jeans and a bad-mouth grin

Lipstick smudged from a backseat sin

Hair tied up but I let it fall wild

Got a devil in me Mama never could dial

I’ll outdrink you, outshoot you too

And I look damn good while I’m actin’ a fool

You want sweet? Boy, you picked the wrong one

I’m the last call echo and the sound of a gun

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We don’t ride clean, we don’t act right

We’re the last damn spark in a long dirt night

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Hell ain’t half as loud as us

When we fire it up in a cloud of dust

From the creek bank stomp to the tailgate crush

We’re a backroad riot you can’t hush

Yeah we cuss, we fight, we crash, we burn

But we keep comin’ back like a hard left turn

If you’re lookin’ for wild, well here we was—

Hell ain’t half as loud as us

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Yeah—

I’m mud on the tires, got a buzz from the jar

Got a bone to pick with anybody actin’ hard

I ain’t Hollywood slick, I’m a barbed wire soul

With a flatbed heart and a black smoke roll

Got a .308 leanin’ in the back glass rack

And a playlist fulla truth they don’t play on tracks

I been raised where the rules get bent like tin

Where you earn that name or you don’t fit in

Yeah I spit that grit, yeah I talk that slang

Got a whole damn county yellin’ my name

If you don’t like how I live—don’t look, don’t stay

‘Cause I ain’t changin’ nothin’ for a damn soul anyway

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He’s a loud-mouth mess but I like that noise

Got a little bit of wrong in his right-hand choice

We’re a match struck hot in a dry field breeze

Burnin’ down doubt with gasoline dreams

I ain’t here to fix him, he ain’t savin’ me

We just crash together like a midnight spree

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Male: You ever live so hard it leaves a mark?

Female: Only if it glows in the pitch-black dark

Male: You ever love like a fistfight kiss?

Female: Baby that’s the only kind there is

Both: Ain’t no calm in the storm we stir—

But we wouldn’t trade one second, sir

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(Banjo roll + bass hit)

HEY! — stomp that ground

HEY! — crank it loud

HEY! — let ‘em know

This how we do it down a dirt road

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Hell ain’t half as loud as us

When we tear it up in a cloud of dust

From the bonfire blaze to the midnight rush

We’re a backroad roar you can’t hush

Yeah we live, we love, we don’t back down

We’re the kings and queens of a nowhere town

If you’re lookin’ for wild, w