Stand up and be counted Before we slip away out here Before we slip away, slip away We were kids Don't ever doubt it Even if we're surrounded Don't wanna slip away, slip away Slip away (slip) Lookin' out into nothin'

Energy is becoming one of our countrys greatest concerns If we don't start working on energy conservation There may not be enough energy to go around by the time I'm a parent We're going to learn about how we can solve some of our problems Through

'Cause we don't need Another pretty boy, singing pretty songs We country boys, doing country outlaw We need another Haggard, or Johnny Cash Somebody chewing tobacco, and whipping ass I need a preacher, I need a savior How about y'all? Can I get an

Slang with me, I don't wanna get my hands dirty Slang with me, I just wanna get soakin' wet All I ever wanna get is slang I'll rap 'n' ruck 'n' jam it up but count me out 'Cause all I ever wanna get is slang Sittin' dark getting taken 'cause I said

Me, I just don't give a Bounce, Bounce Stand up, shout it out Bounce, Bounce I play hard, I play to win Count me out, count me in I'll be bouncing back again I been knocked down so many times Counted out 6, 7, 8, 9 Written off like some bad deal

A little bit later on When the stars come out And the sun’s long gone We’re gonna drink up a lotta beer a little later on You know out in the country don’t make no plans We’re gonna get on outta here a little later on Rockin' out all night and roll back

In case you didn't know That I could live this life without you Even though I don't tell you all the time You had my heart a long, long time ago I can't count the times I almost said what's on my mind Just the other day I wrote down all the things I'd say

Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane On a choppa rant I think I'm 'bout to lose it man In the trap still countin' change Don't fuck with y'all 'cause you niggas lame What’s Gucci my nigga? What’s Louis my killa? I feel like I can’t follow in nobody footstep

Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, them boys up to something Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman They just spent like two or three weeks out the country Them boys up to something they just not just bluffing Taliban, Taliban You don't have to call I hit my dance like Usher

Blues outside my door I don't even know if it's raining But I've been here before And I don't wanna be here again Ev'ry now and then voices on the wind call me back to the first time far away and clear you can hear the tear drops