Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro – spoken low over deep 808 slide] Yeah… born in the red clay, raised in the landfill glow Mama said “baby we rich in rust and Bible quotes” 808s hittin’ like heart attacks at the Dollar General This that dirt-poor hymnal… let’s go [Chorus] Grew up dirt poor like a dump truck, uh Rusted fenders, broke shocks, still haulin’ what the good Lord struck, uh Pockets full of lint and daddy’s last buck, uh Dreams sittin’ shotgun, both windows stuck, uh Dump truck gospel, amen on the throttle Grindin’ through the gravel till the reaper come model Dirt poor like a dump truck—still ridin’ Whole life overweight but the scale keep on lyin’ (Dump truck gospel… amen) (Dump truck gospel… amen) [Verse 1] Double-wide prophecy, roof leak like revelation Roaches racin’ roaches for the last pork’n’bean ration Learned to count before I could read — countin’ how many days till disconnect Electric man at the door like a repo reaper collect Cinder-block nightstand, .38 under the King James Mama prayin’ Psalms while the repo man screamin’ names Steal change from the ashtray just to buy a forty of Icehouse Told the clerk “keep the pennies, I’m already used to bein’ iced out” [Chorus] Grew up dirt poor like a dump truck, uh Rusted fenders, broke shocks, still haulin’ what the good Lord struck, uh Pockets full of lint and daddy’s last buck, uh Dreams sittin’ shotgun, both windows stuck, uh Dump truck gospel, amen on the throttle Grindin’ through the gravel till the reaper come model Dirt poor like a dump truck—still ridin’ Whole life overweight but the scale keep on lyin’ (Dump truck gospel… amen) (Dump truck gospel… amen) [Verse 2] School bus smelled like wet dog and government cheese Kids laughin’ at my shoes — holes bigger than my self-esteem But I learned early: pain make a hell of a beat Turned empty PBR cans into hi-hats when the power got beat Now I’m in the booth spittin’ bars over minor chords Still flinch when somebody knock — repo man in my vocal cords They want the new sound, I just give ’em the old wound Dump truck with a new paint job — still the same broke tomb [Bridge – half sung, half talked, steel guitar crying] Every scar’s a service stripe, every bill’s a Purple Heart Carry the weight of the county dump since the day I could start They say “get rich or die tryin’” — I’m tryna do both at once Dump truck full of memories… and a couple unpaid months [Final Chorus – double-time trap bounce kicks in] Grew up dirt poor like a dump truck, skrrt Now the speakers knock harder than the repo man’s work, skrrt Still haulin’ ghosts in the back, let the bass do the hurt, skrrt Dump truck gospel, turn the pain to a church, yeah Dirt poor like a dump truck—still ridin’ Overweight legend, let the whole block know I’m survivin’ Dump truck gospel… amen Dump truck gospel… amen (Dump truck gospel… amen) (Dump truck gospel… amen) *[Outro – slow 808 fade]*
Tags
Chill Wave Rage Trap, Outlaw Country, Post Grunge Trap, Southern Hip-Hop, Nu Metal Dirt-Road Rap, Gutter Gospel, Crunk-C
Duration
3:14
Instrumental
No
Created
2/15/2026