[Verse 1] Mud on my boots, same truck, new dent Daddy’s old Bible on the dash, half bent Mama in the kitchen sayin’, “Boy, you’re spent” But I’m still wide awake on last month’s rent Tire smoke, two-lane, broke white line Heart on E, but I still hit drive Every little scar on these hands of mine Spell out “get up” when I grip that life [Chorus] I was raised on red dirt, talkin’ back to the pain Turnin’ all my hard times into gas for the flame Got a heart like a hammer, yeah, it beats, it bangs Through the hurt, through the hurt, I still scream my name I was raised on red dirt, I ain’t built to break Every crack in the ground is a step I take When the whole world hits me where it hurts I stand up, hands up (I was raised on red dirt) [Verse 2] Cold steel cross hangin’ off my neck Ex’s name scribbled on a bar tab check Every little “leave” turned into “not yet” Every little loss put a chip on my chest Yeah, I talk to the Lord on a smoke break late Cuss a little bit, then I clean my plate He knows that I’m rough, but He still got grace For a small-town sinner goin’ big-city pace (hey!) [Chorus] I was raised on red dirt, talkin’ back to the pain Turnin’ all my hard times into gas for the flame Got a heart like a hammer, yeah, it beats, it bangs Through the hurt, through the hurt, I still scream my name I was raised on red dirt, I ain’t built to break Every crack in the ground is a step I take When the whole world hits me where it hurts I stand up, hands up (I was raised on red dirt) [Bridge] Yeah, I’ve been down Face in the ground But I bite that dust, then I spit it out If the sky falls Let it all fall I’ll be here, bare teeth, back to the wall (woo) [Chorus] I was raised on red dirt, talkin’ back to the pain Turnin’ all my hard times into gas for the flame Got a heart like a hammer, yeah, it beats, it bangs Through the hurt, through the hurt, I still scream my name I was raised on red dirt, I ain’t built to break Every crack in the ground is a step I take When the whole world hits me where it hurts I stand up, hands up (I was raised on red dirt)

rap, Fast 150 BPM country-rap-rock banger with gritty Southern male vocals; chugging acoustic on the verses under crisp trap-leaning drums and deep sub bass, electric power chords punching on every hook. Verses ride a tight, percussive flow with snare crack and guitar mutes; chorus explodes into open-strum guitars, stacked gang vocals, and big tom fills. Bridge strips to vocal, claps, and low-end pulse before a final, all-in last hook built for radio singalongs., country, rap rock, male vocals, rhythmic, emotional, acoustic, electric

Raised on Red Dirt