Necks Too Red - Upchurch

Neck too red

My neck’s too red

They said my neck’s too red

Yeah, they said my dream was a dead end

They said people like me don’t trend, said my slang won’t ever get aired

They said my neck was too red

Neck too red

Boy, your neck’s too red

My neck’s too red

My town 90% white, blame God for my Southern roots

Thank him also 'cause I got the juice, leavin' marks all on these music dudes

Like burnouts do with a 302, we them, we them, we them holler boys

Tatted-up, missin' teeth and scars, gang shit off the front, boy

Grew up on a blow torch, we ain’t know no Scott Stortch

All we knew was, case of beers, and some race cars

Alpha male with the straight bars, Dixie made me do it like I do

And if you got a problem with my side of town, just know we ain;

't finna budge for you

They said my neck’s too red

Yeah, they said my dream was a dead end

They said people like me don’t trend, said my slang won’t ever get aired

They said my neck was too red

Neck too red

Boy, your neck’s too red

My neck’s too red

They gon' have to wait 'til I die, I done made it up too high

With this system, I won’t comply, no rich folks can bribe me with rides

I done bought 'em all and left 'em in a field, shit my daily-driver is a rat rod

The day I’s born in Music City is the day that mainstream got outlawed

Give the Devil death stares, I ain’t ever scared

Roll with me or without me, either way, I’m still here

Yeah, I’m still here, goin' on like ten years

Up-mother-motherfuckin'-Church, 615 'til I’m outta here

They said my neck’s too red

Yeah, they said my dream was a dead end

They said people like me don’t trend, said my slang won’t ever get aired

They said my neck was too red

Neck too red

Boy, your neck’s too red

My neck’s too red