Kyle Petty, Son of Richard

Heat is rising Feeling high and I’m on my way Tell me if you wanna take a hit Right beside you I came to fight so get out of my way ‘Cause Daddy told me don’t you ever Take no fucking shit So get it right I’m gonna get to you Laughing as I spit your way Faster that a fucking flash of light Stomach’s burning alcohol I must have burned A bottle full And you ain’t got a chance in Hell tonight So get it right I’m gonna get you A thousand miles of chicken wire A foot of lead Daddy didn’t raise no fucking fools coming up on your right coming up on your right No one is going to fuck with Me tonight So get it right I’m gonna get to you