Brass & Bass Down South

Steppin’ out the Chevy, speakers bout to blow

Georgia sun blazing, gold teeth set to glow

Kickin’ up red clay, boots on the blacktop

Band’s in the alley, let that brass never stop

Crowd moves in waves when the drumline cracks

Lights flashin’ low, everybody’s got my back

Whistles in the air, hawk’s eye on the prize

We bring that dirty south, let the bass baptize

Brass hits hard, let the thunder shake the ground

Heavy trunk rattlin’, we the baddest in the town

Raise your hands high, shout it out, don’t stop

Down south born and bred, we forever on top

Marchin’ in the moonlight, twang in every word

Beats weighin’ heavy, like a flock of steel birds

Sippin’ sweet tea with a little bit of bite

Horns blare defiance, we gon’ own the night

Crowd moves in waves when the drumline cracks

Lights flashin’ low, everybody’s got my back

Whistles in the air, hawk’s eye on the prize

We bring that dirty south, let the bass baptize

Brass hits hard, let the thunder shake the ground

Heavy trunk rattlin’, we the baddest in the town

Raise your hands high, shout it out, don’t stop

Down south born and bred, we forever on top

City to the swamp, we march in full swing

Heart of a rebel, every victory we sing

Chains on my boots and a chip on my shoulder

In the heat of the night, only legends get bolder

Brass hits hard, let the thunder shake the ground

Heavy trunk rattlin’, we the baddest in the town

Raise your hands high, shout it out, don’t stop

Down south born and bred, we forever on topBlow out the speaker, let ‘em hear it for miles

South stays dirty, and that’s just our style