Haulin’ Hell in a 773F

Verse 1
Sun ain’t up but the pit’s already breathing
Cold steel shiver, hear the engine start screaming
Red dust clouds when I roll off the line
Forty tons of trouble riding shotgun tonight
Grease on my hands, sweat in my eyes
Boss on the radio yelling overtime
Every load heavier than the last one I made
But this rig don’t break and neither do I
Pre-Chorus
When the siren blows, it’s a battle bell
Clock hits zero, I’m raising hell
Chorus
I’m haulin’ hell in a 773F
Black smoke trails like a curse on my breath
From the pit to the plant, yeah I’m earning my pay
Concrete jungle but I still don’t break
No slow lane, no time for rest
Redline life with the devil on deck
If I go down, it’ll be in fifth
Haulin’ hell in a 773F
Verse 2
Night shift kings in a diesel parade
Headlights cutting through a wall of gray
Radio static, heartbeat loud
Every turn feels like I’m cheating the ground
Steel-toed boots on the fire and gas
Every mile’s paid in a lower back tax
They say slow down, but I live this fast
Ain’t no brakes when you’re built to last
Pre-Chorus
Hear that turbo start to yell
That’s the sound of a blue-collar hell
Chorus
I’m haulin’ hell in a 773F
Black smoke trails like a curse on my breath
From the pit to the plant, yeah I’m earning my pay
Concrete jungle but I still don’t break
No slow lane, no time for rest
Redline life with the devil on deck
If I go down, it’ll be in fifth
Haulin’ hell in a 773F
Bridge
Red lights flash, chains start to bite
Whole world shakes when I hit that climb
One more load, one more mile
I’ll ride this beast till the engine dies
Breakdown (spoken or screamed)
Steel don’t feel…
But I do.
Final Chorus
I’m haulin’ hell in a 773F
Born in the dust, baptized in death
Hear my name when the ground starts to shake
I don’t fold, I was built this way
No slow lane, no time for rest
This rig and I both run possessed
Till the day they plant my flag in dirt
I’ll be haulin’ hell in a 773F

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