Girard - Pitmaster’s Paradise Lyrics

Pitmaster's Paradise

Verse 1 (Country): Fire up the coals, it's the time of the year,
Got my apron on tight and a cooler full of beer.
The grill's all prepped, and the smoker's set to go,
Gonna light up this backyard, let the good times roll.

Pre-Chorus (Country): Neighbors all around, they know where to be,
When the pitmaster's cookin', it's a barbecue spree.
From the ribs to the brisket, watch 'em sizzle and sear,
In this pitmaster's paradise, we're all gatherin' here.

Chorus (Country): Pitmaster's paradise, where the grill's always hot,
With the smoke risin' high and the flavors that hit the spot.
From the sauce to the rub, it's the joy of the game,
In this pitmaster's paradise, we're makin' a name.

Verse 2 (Rap): Yeah, I'm the king of the grill, man, you know it's true,
Got the barbecue skills that'll make you say "Woo!"
From the pulled pork to the ribs, every bite's a thrill,
In my pitmaster's world, every meal's a skill.

Verse 2 (Country): Got the smokers whirrin', and the flames up high,
With the smell of barbecue, man, it's do or die.
Every cut of meat, marinated just right,
Turnin' this backyard into a feast tonight.

Pre-Chorus (Country): Neighbors all around, they know where to be,
When the pitmaster's cookin', it's a barbecue spree.
From the ribs to the brisket, watch 'em sizzle and sear,
In this pitmaster's paradise, we're all gatherin' here.

Chorus (Country): Pitmaster's paradise, where the grill's always hot,
With the smoke risin' high and the flavors that hit the spot.
From the sauce to the rub, it's the joy of the game,
In this pitmaster's paradise, we're makin' a name.

Bridge (Rap): Got my tongs in my hand and a spatula too,
Flippin' 'n' sizzlin', yeah, I'm cookin' for you.
In this backyard empire, I'm the king of the feast,
With the grill's roar and the joy of the beast.

Chorus (Country): Pitmaster's paradise, where the grill's always hot,
With the smoke risin' high and the flavors that hit the spot.
From the sauce to the rub, it's the joy of the game,
In this pitmaster's paradise, we're makin' a name.

Outro (Rap): So here's to the nights when the smoke fills the air,
In this pitmaster's paradise, there's no other compare.
With the grill on fire and the drinks held high,
We're livin' the dream, under that barbecue sky.