Lyrics Moonshine Bandits – Raised Up
Text:
Let every nation know, whether it wishes us well or ill
That we shall pay any price, bear any burden
Meet any hardship, support any friend, oppose any foe
To assure the survival and the success of liberty
Straight from the valley, sweating from the sun
Ain’t no Hollywood bullshit where I’m from
Known to raise hell, that’s just how we get down
If you ain’t proud of where you’re from get the hell outta town
Raised on country, raised on Cash
Raise Old Glory or I’ll kick your ass
My heart starts pumping when the flag gets raised
Get the hat off your head or I’ma slap your face
Home of the brave, land of the free
Respect them soldiers and the shit they see
I’m American made till I hit the grave
You gon’ love me, you gon’ hate me but it’s how I was raised
And so, my fellow Americans:
Ask not what your country can do for you
Ask what you can do for your country
Raised up, finger above me
Some gonna hate me, some gonna love me
Raised up, finger above me
End of the day only God can judge me
Raised up, finger above me
Some gonna hate me, some gonna love me
Raised up, finger above me
End of the day only God can judge me
I’m asked all year how they do it down here
Raise your gun up quick if you’re jumping a deer
Raise your rack on the mantle, raise your Bud Light beer
Raise the limit for the rainbows and German browns
I was running trout lines since grandma was around
Raised on country, raised on rock
You could hear my speaker rock but you still all stop
Raise up with the tin on the lift bro
Hit the turbo just to hear the whistle blow
Raise up the bass so my stereo blast
All the leaves off the trees when you hear me pass, come on
Raised up, finger above me
Some gonna hate me, some gonna love me
Raised up, finger above me
End of the day only God can judge me
Raised up, finger above me
Some gonna hate me, some gonna love me
Raised up, finger above me
End of the day only God can judge me
Raised up, clap, clap
Let it breathe
Now they told me I could never make it on my own
They didn’t know I was raised up by Mr. and Mrs. Jones
Terrorizing media for mo-fos
So many below average Joes, come on you’ve seen the show
I’m raising all kinds of hell if I do say so myself
I’d say I’m doing it well
Raised in the stix laying rocks and bricks
Raised up to work for what you get and never bitch
And pick a switch when you raise your voice
And never quit once you make your choice
Just put your head down and keep getting it
Till you got what you came here for
Then they can’t say shit, uh
Raised up, finger above me
Some gonna hate me, some gonna love me
Raised up, finger above me
End of the day only God can judge me
Raised up, finger above me
Some gonna hate me, some gonna love me
Raised up, finger above me
End of the day only God can judge me
Raised up
Raised up
Only God can judge me
Raised up
Only God can judge me
Raised up
Only God can judge me
Raised up
Only God can judge me
Only God can judge me
Raised up
Album
Moonshine Bandits – Baptized In Bourbon
