[Intro]
Where I come from, we keep it real tight,
Underneath the moon, we’ll ride all night.
Country tracks and the bass so deep,
In the heart of the South, we don’t lose sleep.
[Verse 1]
Rolling through the fields in a rusty old truck,
With the windows down, yeah, we’re born outta luck.
Whispers in the dark, hear the crickets sing,
Back roads and memories, that’s our thing.
[Pre-Chorus]
Duct tape on the plans if we don’t speak,
Silence in the shadows, it’s the strong, not the weak.
Where the corn grows high, and the secrets are deep,
We dig our graves where the wild things creep.
[Chorus]
We’re the country boys with the city’s flair,
Got that gangster rap with a Southern air.
Put 'em in the trunk if they step outta line,
In the cornfield shadows, everything’s fine.
[Verse 2]
Haunted whispers from the old oak tree,
Where legends were born, that’s where you'll find me.
Ridin’ through the night with the lights turned low,
With my crew by my side, we’re ready to go.
[Pre-Chorus]
Duct tape on the plans if we don’t speak,
Silence in the shadows, it’s the strong, not the weak.
Where the corn grows high, and the secrets are deep,
We dig our graves where the wild things creep.
[Chorus]
We’re the country boys with the city’s flair,
Got that gangster rap with a Southern air.
Put 'em in the trunk if they step outta line,
In the cornfield shadows, everything’s fine.
[Bridge]
The moonlight spills like a truth untold,
In the heart of the South, where the brave and bold,
Stand tall in the night with dreams in their sight,
With a little bit of grit, we’ll win this fight.
[Outro]
So remember this tale when the shadows grow long,
Where the country boys thrive and the weak don’t belong.
In the heart of the South, we’ll make our own fate,
Digging our paths, never living in hate.
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