[ instrumental]
[Verse 1]
Got dust on my boots, hell in my rearview.
They tried to count me out, but they never saw the real view.
Every scar on my arm is a damn testament of where I've been.
I ain't looking for forgiveness, I'm just here to win.
Yeah, I'm built from the back roads, forged in the fire and the dirt.
Don't tell me 'bout the struggle, 'cause I already put in the work.
[Chorus]
(Crank the volume for this one!)
KICK ROCKS!
If you don't like the SOUND of my VOICE.
I TALK my damn TALK, and I WALK my damn WALK, THAT'S my CHOICE.
This heart's RUSTIC, this fire's BRIGHT.
I ain't BOWING down to ANYONE and I'll FIGHT the FIGHT.
So, go on and KICK ROCKS!
'Cause I'm doing it my own damn WAY.
[Verse 2]
I came up honest, I speak the plain and simple truth.
I'm rough around the edges, that's been my style since my youth.
The road's a liar, the fame's a trap.
I'd rather be REAL than be on your map.
I ain't trading my soul for a seat at your table, forget the cost.
I'll stand TALL, I'll stand PROUD, no matter what I've lost.
[Chorus]
KICK ROCKS!
If you don't like the SOUND of my VOICE.
I TALK my damn TALK, and I WALK my damn WALK, THAT'S my CHOICE.
This heart's RUSTIC, this fire's BRIGHT.
I ain't BOWING down to ANYONE and I'll FIGHT the FIGHT.
So, go on and KICK ROCKS!
'Cause I'm doing it my own damn WAY.
[Bridge]
Let the rumors rumble, let the haters burn.
They'll never teach this lesson that I had to learn.
My path is my oath, my word is my bond.
I'm a wildfire running, from dusk 'til dawn.
[Chorus]
KICK ROCKS!
If you don't like the SOUND of my VOICE.
I TALK my damn TALK, and I WALK my damn WALK, THAT'S my CHOICE.
This heart's RUSTIC, this fire's BRIGHT.
I ain't BOWING down to ANYONE and I'll FIGHT the FIGHT.
So, go on and KICK ROCKS!
'Cause I'm doing it my own damn WAY.
[ instrumental]
[Outro]
Yeah! Kick Rocks!
I'm walking my walk!
I'm talking my talk!
MY. OWN. DAMN. WAY.
(Heavy guitar riff fades out)
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