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D**d man’s holler

Burlap
26 days agoAria v1
[Intro] You hear that echo? That ain’t wind… That’s every motherfucker thought they were safe… ’Til they stepped into my holler. [Verse 1] D**d Man’s Holler where the buzzards spin, Where the soil drink b***d and remember skin. I don’t talk on phones, don’t leave no trail, I write my message in a scream, then I let it sail. He had a lifted truck, brand-new tags, Big ol’ belt but his hands ain’t dragged. Talked real loud like he knew this place— ’Til he met Burlap and the empty space. I tied him up with his own belt strap, Hung his hat on a limb, left him facin’ the trap. Them roots don’t lie and the rocks don’t care, That holler got room for another blank stare. [chorus] ] D**d Man’s Holler, don’t you slip, One wrong step, then the woods go grip. You came talkin’ like you run these roads, Now your soul got sold where the black creek flows. D**d Man’s Holler, ain’t no light, Even ghosts get lost in the pine at night. You meet Burlap, you don’t get names— Just rope, just dirt, just cold steel fangs. [Verse 2] You ever seen a face peeled back like bark? Ever felt the woods get hungry after dark? I don’t chase clout—I chase intruders, Turn big-mouth boys into creekbed rumors. He said he was ā€œcountryā€ā€”had a podcast, too, Talked that trap like he really came through. But his boots too clean, his beard too shaped, So I fed him to the holler where the lost ones wait. Snitches get stitches? Nah, they get fed, To the roots that whisper what the d**d men said. Every lie leaves a stain on my land, So I clean it with a shovel and a steady hand. [Bridge] This holler got memory… It know every scream, every beg, every plea. It don’t forgive. And neither do I. [chorus] ] D**d Man’s Holler, don’t you slip, One wrong step, then the woods go grip. You came talkin’ like you run these roads, Now your soul got sold where the black creek flows. D**d Man’s Holler, ain’t no light, Even ghosts get lost in the pine at night. You meet Burlap, you don’t get names— Just rope, just dirt, just cold steel fangs. [Outro] Tell your boys to stay out the trees. Tell ā€˜em the ground out here remembers. D**d Man’s Holler remembers everything.