
Empty Grave Upchurch (Ft. Rizzi Myers)
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[Chorus: Rizzi Myers & Upchurch]
Everyone's time's gonna fade away
Dust to dust and Amazing Grace
Only thing I'm leaving is my last name
Oh, and an empty grave
[Verse 1: Upchurch]
One day I'll be in a box I ain't talkin' about a grave
I'm talkin' 'bout a box of greatest hits I made along the way
Found on a dirt road 'cause I ain't never had shit paved
And when the roots grow back I'll be a mystery per se
No askin' folks in Nashville 'cause I refuse to go and sign
I walked in houses of legends that made a impact on your life
Takin' advice from people who have platinum records with Slim Shady
Went on vacation with country superstars even though I'm crazy
And on a psycho social roller coaster, no seat belts doin' loops
My mind got a vault like a doomsday preppin' loony toon
Stay boucin' off these walls like my house is made of gymnastic mats
And I'll be rappin' 'til I'm ninety out of shape with cataracts
'Cause I ain't got to see a road to cut a trail and make a path
I'm twenty-seven and I know this whole city feelin' my wrath
Just wait 'til I'm thirty and fine tuned like a Stratocaster
I'm not biodegradable still the cleanest white trash and I'm Church
[Chorus: Rizzi Myers & Upchurch]
Everyone's time's gonna fade away
Dust to dust and Amazing Grace
Only thing I'm leaving is my last name
Oh, and an empty grave
Everyone's time's gonna fade away
Dust to dust and Amazing Grace
Only thing I'm leaving is my last name
Oh, and an empty grave
[Verse 1: Upchurch]
One day I'll be in a box I ain't talkin' about a grave
I'm talkin' 'bout a box of greatest hits I made along the way
Found on a dirt road 'cause I ain't never had shit paved
And when the roots grow back I'll be a mystery per se
No askin' folks in Nashville 'cause I refuse to go and sign
I walked in houses of legends that made a impact on your life
Takin' advice from people who have platinum records with Slim Shady
Went on vacation with country superstars even though I'm crazy
And on a psycho social roller coaster, no seat belts doin' loops
My mind got a vault like a doomsday preppin' loony toon
Stay boucin' off these walls like my house is made of gymnastic mats
And I'll be rappin' 'til I'm ninety out of shape with cataracts
'Cause I ain't got to see a road to cut a trail and make a path
I'm twenty-seven and I know this whole city feelin' my wrath
Just wait 'til I'm thirty and fine tuned like a Stratocaster
I'm not biodegradable still the cleanest white trash and I'm Church
[Chorus: Rizzi Myers & Upchurch]
Everyone's time's gonna fade away
Dust to dust and Amazing Grace
Only thing I'm leaving is my last name
Oh, and an empty grave
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