
Bloodline Upchurch
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[Intro]
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start, I'm the start
I'm the start, I'm the start of a new bloodline
Start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of a new bloodline
[Verse 1]
Who want a piece of this redneck?
Who want a piece of the deep south?
Sittin' sideways in the backwoods with my gat out
I'm famous now, so I gotta be about it
If you pull up at my crib with problems everybody dyin'
Motherfucker, 'cause I'm that motherfucker
If they kill me, hip-hop changes, my holler boys make it muddy
Silverado full of buddies, early two-thousand and somethin'
Got the south side jumpin', the Jason Voorhees of stuntin'
Killin' rappers overall in overalls in the country
Bubba Church in this bitch and only home-hitters get released
I'm the son of the south, hip-hop cotton mouth
I'm leadin' the pack and the future already in route, Church
[Chorus]
Backwoods shine, truck rust, my shrine
First of a new breed, I'm a prime design
Soul of the holler, southern land, deep ties
Even got the trees talkin', heard through the grapevine
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start, I'm the start
I'm the start, I'm the start of a new bloodline
Start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of a new bloodline
[Verse 1]
Who want a piece of this redneck?
Who want a piece of the deep south?
Sittin' sideways in the backwoods with my gat out
I'm famous now, so I gotta be about it
If you pull up at my crib with problems everybody dyin'
Motherfucker, 'cause I'm that motherfucker
If they kill me, hip-hop changes, my holler boys make it muddy
Silverado full of buddies, early two-thousand and somethin'
Got the south side jumpin', the Jason Voorhees of stuntin'
Killin' rappers overall in overalls in the country
Bubba Church in this bitch and only home-hitters get released
I'm the son of the south, hip-hop cotton mouth
I'm leadin' the pack and the future already in route, Church
[Chorus]
Backwoods shine, truck rust, my shrine
First of a new breed, I'm a prime design
Soul of the holler, southern land, deep ties
Even got the trees talkin', heard through the grapevine
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of a new bloodline
I'm the start of
I'm the start of a new bloodline
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