Lyrics

[Intro] People said it couldn't be done They said we was crazy The Lacs Dirt Rock We gonna take them back down One more time [Chorus 1: Rooster] (All the way down south) Down at the bottom of the map where them country folks always stay (All the way down south) Got me goin' way down, way down, way down (All the way down south) Down at the bottom of the map where them country folks always stay (All the way down south) Got me goin' way down, way down, way down [Verse 1: Uncle Snap] I'm ridin' around in my Pinto I push it like a PEZ though I'm ridin' out and I'm raising hell And I'm showin' out for my kinfolk Ballin' on a budget Country life I love it Poor white trash from way in the back Don't knock it 'til you does it Raised on crawfish and chitlins too Don't tell me what you finnin' to do Won't take a lot to get rid of you You don't know what you're gettin' into My boys here and they down Way out from the edge of town With hog knifes gettin' hog tied And I bet you won't be found My three legged dog gonna check that scent Fold you up like where you've been Chain gang shit like way back when Make you come back and pay that rent I practice what I preach about All that shit you read about I live and do and I'm livin' proof And that's just what I be about [Chorus: Rooster] (All the way down south) Down at the bottom of the map where them country folks always stay (All the way down south) Got me goin' way down, way down, way down (All the way down south) Down at the bottom of the map where them country folks always stay (All the way down south) Got me goin' way down, way down, way down [Verse 2: Rooster] Now ride to the creek, whole in a cup Tackle worm tree, try my luck Set my hook deep and reset Zebco reel, keep it redneck Just a little jib when I shot that shotgun Ran to the house like "Mamma I got one" Nottin' but a buttin' buck in a rut Rack don't grow doe don't What the hell you doin' drinkin' all the money When the money is comin' the fans go from me Well you know better that's how you was raised Seem like we young but taught the old ways Pickin' the bone you gotta say it to their face Boy come from behind that Facebook page Control alt delete wait Is it just me or do all these boys seem fake Hell take a little time when you write down rhymes Hell have a little pride not just freestyle When the fans get tired and hit rewind See why, ain't no sales, boys done decline Keep in mind you gotta stick to your roots Any wayL Rooster that just won't do Too damn cold in the north, weary out west Peachy in the east, but I do believe that [Chorus: Rooster] (All the way down south) Down at the bottom of the map where them country folks always stay (All the way down south) Got me goin' way down, way down, way down (All the way down south) Down at the bottom of the map where them country folks always stay (All the way down south) Got me goin' way down, way down, way down (All the way down south)