[ Featuring Yelawolf ]
You can mash in the bathtub but then you gotta
Distill it through a liquor steel
My particular steel I'm lookin' at right now
It's gone be a fifteen gallon beer keg attached to
Three quarter inch copper tubin' run into a 55 gallon drum
Out of the outside of that fifty-five gallon drum
Once you heat the beer keg up to uh in between
Hundret-seventy-five two-hundret-twenty
It condensates and turns into moonshine liquor
F*ckin' gettin' yee
Alright, I love you
I love you too
Bye
Below the Mason Dixon out in that mobile home it's
Forty-five bullets are loaded down in a barrel
The sun is goin down it's propane inside that kitchen
When it's all done he unloadin' fire in a barrel
The creeps all gather in the hollow
Bringin' out he crates and the hey
Take one more pull out of that bottle
And you'll be on your way
180 proof on the mountain
He's got one hand on the grave
He loaded a truck fifty gallon drum
Out on the Moonshiners
Run, run, run, run
Outside the shop he's droppin', motor in that Chevy it's wrenchin'
Gotta get that load across the Tennessee valley
That muddy water is drippin', hungover, dizzy and driftin'
He parked the weight and set a trap in the alley
The creeps brin' that money to swallow
Walkin' out that trap in a haze
He'll bring one more pack in tomorrow
But there'll be none to give away
180 proof on the mountain
He's got one hand on the grave
He loaded a truck fifty gallon drum
Out on the Moonshiners
I took the backseat out of a old regal
And I put me four barrels back there
Ran that motherf*cker all the way to Georgia too
And the cops got behind me
Shit I ain't stop
I just threw my middle finger out the window
F*ck you
180 proof on the mountain
He's got one hand on the grave
He loaded a truck fifty gallon drum
Out on the Moonshiners
