Upchurch - American Grown lyrics

Straight out the field just like a child of the corn I had a f**ing attitude on the night I was born I grew up running these roads until my feet turned black And I discovered Kid Rock in my mama’s [?] When I was 10 years old I thought I was Evel Knievel Even painted my helmet with some paint that my pawpaw [?] I put a [?] color can in the back of my bike tire Sounded like a motorcycle bout to drive through some fire Long hair with a mouth full of [?] Making times and still humming on 30% trail American flag in the back start to reap away But the colors of big brother won’t ever fade Because my guns stay loaded [?] stays froze Got 4 wheel drive for when the south gets cold I ain’t even gotta say it you should already know I’m American grown American grown like [?] in your power lines Yeah Americans [?] Ford trucks on a**embly lines I’m American dreaming until the work starts on Monday American drinking cases of [?] on a Sunday Yeah I take sh** from the left until I gotta swing right hooks You can tell where I stand just by the way that I write hooks Yeah I’m the son of the south but I’m a man of the whole lane If you spit on my freedom you can get caught with these old hands Long hair with a mouth full of [?] Making times and still humming on 30% trail American flag in the back start to reap away But the colors of big brother won’t ever fade Because my guns stay loaded [?] stays froze Got 4 wheel drive for when the south gets cold I ain’t even gotta say it you should already know I’m American grown American grown American grown American grown Mohawk with a mouth full of truth and pride You ain’t even got a hundred have a 4 wheel drive This is all our home, till we’re 6 feet deep I’ll be American grown till I warm the jeans