Jawga Boyz - Prohibition lyrics

Music ain’t the only thing that’s coming from these mountains Fire from the stills, hundred proof flow like fountains Johnny Law can’t catch us so he’s screaming and he’s shouting And Uncle Sam’s just pissy bout the money that we’re counting I’m in the woods and I’m in these hills [?] around copper stills Boondocks, we’re tight nit Only allowed my sorta whipper wheels Don’t let it spill, forget what you saw These dusty roads raise real outlaws Uncle Sam [?] your drones But you keep that six gun ‘tween your paws I fight for the cause my daddy made Freedom I will live life my way Drive all night ’cause I shine all day [?] my pay Hear what I say, I don’t repeat I’ll die ‘fore you take anything from me This recipe was handed down to me I’m just carving out my legacy Music ain’t the only thing that’s coming from these mountains Fire from the stills, hundred proof flow like fountains Johnny Law can’t catch us so he’s screaming and he’s shouting And Uncle Sam’s just pissy bout the money that we’re counting River water flowing through these hills The same water flows through our stills My daddy taught me the business Granddaddy taught him the sk**s This [?] don’t get us by Them revenuers can’t stop us now I know these hills, work this land Johnny Law can’t hold us down These mountains here speak my family name From the hills I done wish we came To Appalachia where we make our stand To live free and on our own land This moonshine just ain’t the money It’s culture for real, can’t take it from me Gon’ run this [?] to an old age Sit here drinking with my old buddy Music ain’t the only thing that’s coming from these mountains Fire from the stills, hundred proof flow like fountains Johnny Law can’t catch us so he’s screaming and he’s shouting And Uncle Sam’s just pissy bout the money that we’re counting Sh, don’t make a sound Johnny Law got them dogs around Step away from the fire, y’all best get down We’ll shake ’em I swear, just wait for my count One, grab your gun grab, fire one in the air Two, keep the cool, split up and shake tail Three, look at me, take one more sip Now better haul a**, everybody gon’ [?] We gone down, running through the woods Truck packed up with all the goods One step ahead our old Uncle Sam The dogs can’t catch us, know who I am I’m [?] Appalachia zone The son of [?] this here’s my home We never back down, know who we are We run the finest ‘shine around here thus far Music ain’t the only thing that’s coming from these mountains Fire from the stills, hundred proof flow like fountains Johnny Law can’t catch us so he’s screaming and he’s shouting And Uncle Sam’s just pissy bout the money that we’re counting Music ain’t the only thing that’s coming from these mountains Fire from the stills, hundred proof flow like fountains Johnny Law can’t catch us so he’s screaming and he’s shouting And Uncle Sam’s just pissy bout the money that we’re counting