reping T for Texas

like i said before, ima Texas tuff lika chevy truck, rear end strong enough to pull out everthing in this life thru the sludge and the mudd, my life is just misunderstanding of a bad lawyer and a piss poor judge and a d.a. of the courts that no matter how much i paid to a defensive attorney on my behalf just wouldn't budge, looking on my felonist past of the well road and rocky path, will i put this bitch in gear and start with the climb back to the top of this mountainess and unfueled life of wrath, pedel to the metal floor it on the gas, just loaded lika a trailer and haul out the ol news with all of the trash, im strong, im firm, an 80s model but well kept on the wiring harness that ignites my electrical current. the auto bot as i transform on this mic perfectly calm from all the things that i come to service in my perfect design in mind that even as well built as i am the computer inside my minds eye still faces power failure and negative pull thru negative back draft of power misused in my insurgents of driving this life wreckless up a river of doubt fear and shame drowning in the swamps of life without any kind of insurance, of assurance but i know i have the motor to last of great v8 big block 302 on the chasi still spark plugs on plantinum kicking flre flames of hades all thru it and and in the flowmasters that I kick out with it keep them big wheels, on that big chevytruck spinning, dont let up for a minute, or you get stuck in the ruts and stuck in the mud and buried in this life of a shallow grave well you still in the body living and riding still in it, no casket just a river rat in a mud truck racing these rivers driving on water lika a hovercraft river rafting, till you slow down from ol age and start sinking in my assets, then its one nut check and poor people problems come with all that getting it then its up down all around do a donut in the high way and back to the crushing over everything that gets in my way so i dont have to sit in the dreadfalls of unmoving traffic. to a cell with another downfall even after all that shit, cant keep my ass from drowning on every single rescue ship, that tries and tries, to rescue me from my glory days of my crash dummy shit, but ima Texas tuff lika chevy truck, i got the rear end to pull thru it the motor under my hood yeah my heart in my chest to keep mudding and sludging, that will ride survive and rock climb any rocky path, i was built by mamma like iron man built to last last last last, lika wild bill of Texas says; so they can kiss my damn Yankee rebel ass, as i monster truck and smash lika im furious on the gas, i keep on trucking with the petal to the metal up the muddy ass sludge puddles of the swampy rivers of life gone wrong and lived all to fast, fast way to fast, but Ima Texas tuff lika chevy truck built to everlast and out pull any load on the trailer that the dump truck tomater might load on my load, i can drive this life on my own, coma cold, dead in my soul, country blues and rock and roll is all a country boy flying rebel flags back in the sticks need to know know know, how to roll roll roll up the river,with a fine ass country ass horse riding country girl tjat understands my haters and how they trolll troll troll, and try to destroy all that i know, big wheels keep on turning, proud mary keeps on burning, a bottle of the moon shine got a case in the back so this country as hillbilly knows how to kick up some cash money and keep to the earning, til they day of the salt made spoils of my body get burnt in the ash and left in the trash, and outlaw forgotten lika poorduct of the kluks dust left in the earning, now you know death leads to survival and thats a death well faced of hard john Knoxville with the Tennessee country music of real life relearning, big wheels keep on turning,and deep inside with my rebel pride i still get high and keep on burning. burning, tuff lika chevy truck pull trailers full of macks an out law for life keeps on thru the mud the sludge and the rocky roads that wont budge as i keep climbing and pulling my loads with me all the way up earning my keep and earning, burning, swigging whiskey and shine, earning learning and getting mine,with this sexy ass cowgirl on my side, a one and a million eagle feather in a mountain and the only one country girl on horse back that i ever needed to find, i found her like George of the jungle swinging in on a Hollywood vine, my Bonnie to my clyde, my Valentine.. cowboy up girl lets ride thru the sludge and the slime.. we gotsta to get paid and always get my loads pulled in on time, and thats the nose to the stone that grinds.. grinds grinds the gears of my chevy truck that hold inside.. this heart of mine well tuned and refined. as i push on the noz and the fuel and the fury collide in the chemical fusion of the lone star state of mind. mind mind, its all in my mind mind yahyahhyahhhh oh yeah but im always time time time with everyone of my rhymes lines ands fans expectations for these flowmasters of mine, Country trap music aint a mothafucking crime, its just a positive outlet of a negative outset that keeps me from doing crime and doing anymore time time time, yeah yeah any more time. welcome to the west to be a cowboy baby like kid rock landin Holly wood and vining, a lone star texas always out there for the people steadily shining. shining yeahyeahya yah oh yahe yah oh there shining..