SOUTHERN LIFE 🌾| OFFICIAL COUNTRY RAP MIX | SIX FOOT REDNECK

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"Red dirt on my soul, mud on my mind." Dive into the heart of the South with Southern Life, the latest drop from SIX FOOT REDNECK. This isn't just a song; it's an anthem for everyone who grew up with grease on their hands, red clay under their boots, and the weight of the world on their shoulders. From the "tin-top shacks" to the "storm clouds stackin'," we’re celebrating the grit, the pride, and the survival of the Southern spirit.

📜 Lyrics:

Intro]
Yeah
Red dirt on my soul
Mud on my mind
Southern life

[Verse 1]
Mama fryin’ fish in a broke-down pan
Bills past due, still we thank that hand
Copperhead sleep by the old wood shed
Kids play tag while the sky turn red
Hot sun beatin’ on a tin-top shack
Uncle in the yard with the corn in a sack
Sheriff ride slow, do a crawl ‘round here
Eyes on my skin, I can feel that fear

[Chorus]
This that Southern life (Southern life)
Bare feet, cracked hands, we still survive (we still survive)
Storm clouds stackin’ but we still gon’ rise
From the red clay roads to the porch at night
This that Southern life (Southern life)
Hard times heavy but we hold that line (we hold that line)
Ain’t born rich but we born with pride
This that, this that Southern life

[Verse 2]
Granddaddy prayin’ with his hat in hand
Said, “Girl, stand tall, don’t you bow to man”
Cotton in the field, ghosts in the trees
Whole lotta pain in the family genes
Chain-link fence ‘round a dead-end town
Still draw maps just to get on out
Voice like home, but my heart want more
Turn that grit to a crown when I hit that door

[Chorus]
This that Southern life (Southern life)
Bare feet, cracked hands, we still survive (oh, we still survive)
Storm clouds stackin’ but we still gon’ rise
From the red clay roads to the porch at night
This that Southern life (Southern life)
Hard times heavy but we hold that line (we hold that line)
Ain’t born rich but we born with pride
This that, this that Southern life

[Bridge]
We break, we bend
Still don’t end
We bleed, we mend (yeah)
Say amen

[Chorus]
This that Southern life (Southern life)
Bare feet, cracked hands, we still survive (we still survive)
Storm clouds stackin’ but we still gon’ rise
From the red clay roads to the porch at night
This that Southern life (Southern life)
Hard times heavy but we hold that line (hold that line)
Ain’t born rich but we born with pride
This that, this that Southern life

If you’re a fan of Country Rap, Hick-Hop, and Dirty South storytelling, this one is for you. We’re turning that grit into a crown.

🎧 Why You Need to Listen:
Raw Storytelling: Authentic lyrics about family legacy, hard work, and overcoming the struggle.

The Vibe: A heavy, atmospheric blend of trap beats and Southern soul.

The Message: No matter where you come from or how "broken" the pan is, we hold the line and stand tall.

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