lyrics. dont fuck with us,diesel trucks pull up.. in god we trust,if we gota come out tha mud we must..busting rust or like y'all say busting caps, come at me thats a wrap..bust ya in the head naw, wouldnt waste a slap, put that on my pap if I did ya take a nap, ya be outta there..but if I did id snatch ya by yo mutha fuckn hair, make ya run a lap why I hit the square, u can try to run but u get u no where.. as I feed off yo fear, redneck devil is wat u hear, down another beer screaming In both yo hears, let ya go on dark road..feelin real cold catching all ure tears, as I cheer n laugh, now back to the craft, who gona be the next problem of this redneck after math, grab a belt spank yo ass, got a problem now address..made yo girl an actress on tha pole n a hoe in the sheets not skipping beats as she please the streets... like come battle me pwease, let me raddle the cage n see wat come out, is it soft is it loud, do he have power with the crowd, is coming now...hey ref ima call a foul, he gona wana shoot them rounds, smh pull a titanic n watch em drown, like a crackhead finding meth up on the ground,hell hang is self dont need no one around ........................