Ghost Upchurch

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[Intro]
Church
Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa
(Ha ha) Hey!

[Verse 1]
Yeah, hip hop rockin' to a tickin' exhaust
And got creek water, copperheads at my feet
Slitherin', hissin', but they ain't gonna bite me none
Rattlesnake venom drippin' off the bullets in my gun
Smile kinda crooked from the tobacco up in my gum
Porch lights flickerin' cause the ghost feelin' my buzz
Hill picking in the country, a place you'll never find
With the mean rock waters black berries on the vine
All I smell is muddy water, honeysuckles and deer meat
Cheatham County in my veins, dirty water has made me
That rebel flag junkie Mr. General E. Lee
With the voice of the mud strong heartbeat of Dixie, motherfucker

[Chorus]
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
Where the fall meets the road
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
And you will not outgrow
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
And the trees release the ghost
(Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa)
To the ones who lost their souls
(Up in the Boondocks)
Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa