Upchurch - Johnny Cash lyrics

(Let the band play) Johnny Cash, black on black Johnny Cash, black on black Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash Johnny Cash, black on black Johnny Cash, black on black Johnny Cash, black on black Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash Johnny Cash Honestly something has gotten into me lately I don’t mean to go so hard but damn the industry makes me We done created something epic now they all wanna take it All they see is dollar signs and return from my f**ing greatest Well, b**h I ain’t for sale and I damn sure ain’t just show and tell And there ain’t no motherf**er that’s alive right now that’s gonna come top me on this scale ‘Cause I’m connected to the top and y’all connected to the phones How many thought I was all of your goddamn how many holes you’re taking home On that little boy sh**, I came into this world like fully grown ‘Bout the time I’m 26 and I already customized my tombstone My casket look like a Cadillac so when I lock this only door Arms crossed, eyes shut, people gonna look at me and say, “Good Lord” Johnny Cash, black on black Johnny Cash, black on black Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash Johnny Cash, black on black Johnny Cash, black on black Johnny Cash, black on black Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash Johnny Cash Hey I’m soul-searching a sole purpose, there’s no certain curtain I’m supposed to emerge in Before a show opens a microphone is coded with the truth of man that’s older than he leads on to be spoken But maybe the Illuminati is on the way that he’s flowing, heh Yeah, f**, I’ve reconditioned [?] that a thousand times, still standing while I write a thousand rhymes Got a lot of people trying to give advice, honestly they should probably take mine I’m dressing like I’m headed to the sea, I may as well [?] 20 on the dash [?] pistol, wear a bunch of cash, [?] extra [?] Usher [?] smoke his Mary Jane about the gla**, thousand dollar suit don’t cover white trash Tattoos on my finger, I’m okay with that, I’m from the woods but dirty-dirty on the map Tennessee all the way to Alabama, [?] Georgia and Indiana We about to party like Louisiana, I’ma make it rain like hurricane so cover Really got some nerve doing what I do, writing songs like motherf**er rules Playing in front of hundreds, some pissed off, but I’ma make it man, we’re gonna set a cause The only person that could k** me is myself, as legendary as underground’ll ever get A Nashville man could that you could never go, forget it, when I’m done you know I’ll be well-dressed, b**h Johnny Cash, black on black Johnny Cash, black on black Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash Johnny Cash, black on black Johnny Cash, black on black Johnny Cash, black on black Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash Johnny Cash