Dirt Road Dash

[Intro] [Verse 1] Y’all grab your boots and crank that bass, Gravel flyin’, kickin’ up dust in the fastest race. Redneck rhythm with a hip-hop twist, Rooster crowin’, sun ain’t even kissed. Truck bed thumpin’, banjo pickin’ fast, John Deere green with a chrome-steel flash. Chewin’ tobacco, spittin’ rhymes so slick, Holler ‘cross the holler, make the whole town click. [Chorus] Country rap blast, yeah, we do it loud, Mud on the tires, headin’ to the crowd. Fishin’ line tight, cold beer in hand, Singin’ ’bout dirt and this backwoods land. [Verse 2] Cornfield cypher under harvest moon, Cowboy cadence, spurs janglin’ in tune. Grandma’s quilt stitches, shotgun rhymes, Hoggin’ the mic like a hayfield climb. Catfish fryin’, guitar strings snap, Rattle the porch with a backroad rap. Cherokee cheek, rebel yell soul, Tattooed tractor drivers in full control. [Chorus] Country rap blast, yeah, we do it loud, Mud on the tires, headin’ to the crowd. Fishin’ line tight, cold beer in hand, Singin’ ’bout dirt and this backwoods land. [Bridge] Sweet tea syllables, drawl in the flow, Southern syntax, let the twangville grow. Bonfire verses, flames lickin’ high, Ain’t no city slicker gonna touch this sky. [Chorus] Country rap blast, yeah, we do it loud, Mud on the tires, headin’ to the crowd. Fishin’ line tight, cold beer in hand, Singin’ ’bout dirt and this backwoods land. [Outro]