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upchurch - appalachia lyrics

[intro]
church
mother, mother f_cker

[verse]
yeah, talk that talk you talkin’ ’bout me aite
i’ma go and smoke my weed then come back and then, nah sike
level high, n0body son’n stellar wind
so, never mind, right now i guess i’m goin’ blind
’cause no sh_t opinions from a shadow get to sip the shine jar
ryan edward scissorhands cut a throat, refined art
behind bars, gimme a pen pal and a pad, y’all
got the industry in prison, lost the keys to all these pad locks
in their own mind rotting, i’m in the studio coughin’
because my throat destroyed from stickin’ every critic in a coffin
which is very often
paul bearеr, bearin’ a paul bearer that’s barе arming mad
i’m son of the south and they stuck inside of a square garden
staring at ’em like a air marshal
being fly as f_ck i’m in the business like a air par_cel
tongue like a machete bein’ swung by the cartel, aww h_ll
don’t tell heaven i been k!llin’ artists in this lane while they in their car still
raised on “pop the trunk” so to the system everything i drop hot as h_ll
i’ll k!ll you, and this soul not for sale, every track cannot derail
call me and music a coalition edition position even though i’m picket_fence pale
my white neighbors call the law ’cause i been blazin’ trails
upchurch, the last name and i’ma leave a bleedin’ holy grail
my daughter gonna be a savage mastermind with a pony tail
so, oh well, leavin’ a folk tale
family on a wave name one of my grand kids after a boat sail
good luck swimmin’ to the next coat tail
i done kicked so many asses they gonna evolve with to toe nails
they gonna tell my daughter i was a rogue male
when i was sippin’ sizzurp out of a old well
motherf_cker, i’m hillbilly appalachia history
got the fire flame like thermite in jack daniels’ distilleries
this country cousin nothin’ but a valedictory
www.onlyattachedtovictory.com (comma)
lungs fulls the best american marijuana
for my enemies, all i roll is belladonna
so many wraps underground with this brain, osama
too fly airport won’t let me wear a jacket, bomber
even when i’m dead, i couldn’t pay to be a goner
i guess reincarnation prolly my only sponsor to hip_hop
i’m an indestructible apache helicopter
when i’m fifty, i’ll be calculated, c_ck sucker
processin’ paradoxical, this energy is periodical
tryna do me lead you to a mental hospital, period (period)
exclamation point, hold up, let me roll another joint
level too high, rollin’ stoned
’til my tongue got wrapped around the engine hoist
don’t forget we them, we them, we them holler boys
hillbilly, hillbilly out the tonka toy
tell a hater he don’t like me, but his mama does
and i’m puffin’ on a swisher with the f_ckin’ fuzz
eatin’ dinner in your town with your f_ckin’ judge
if they don’t care, then we don’t, we don’t, we don’t give a f_ck
i’m a state trooper, just a different breed
dixielanders for life down south ’til the creek recedes
in 200 years, hear the bass knockin’ from cedar trees
coffin painted dark hunter green engraved with a hb
repeat “when i get where i’m going”, parton and paisley
extract the urine from my bladder, pour it in the mainstream
save a little for the business meetin’ to mix inside of their mixed drink
ps, tell them b_tches i didn’t even need six strings
i ain’t no cash, ain’t no willie, ain’t no waylon, no sh_t
but ain’t no cash, waylon or willie an upchurch, b_tch

- upchurch lyrics

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