Mud Shots

Intro

Yo, tired of the sty, you know the score

Let’s go

Verse 1

Oink oink, always rooting in the trash

Snouts up searching, but they never got the cash

Covered in the mud, no respect to even stash

Huffing up a mess—always first, never last

Think they got the herd, running wild in the pen

See me on the block, you go running once again

Hiding in the dirt, but the mask is so thin

Swine get roasted—let the cookout begin

Chorus

Not scared of pigs, nah, never been

Snuffling around, they won’t ever win

One blow, knock 'em down, right on the chin

They squeal and scatter, I’m here to grin

Verse 2

Roll in the trough, scheming under your breath

Acting so tough, but you’re shivering at death

Never had honor, just wallowing beneath

Talk big game but your words got no teeth

Slop in your pocket, greed in your veins

Try to play boss but you’re stuck on a chain

We breaking the sty, you stay inside

City’s ours now — run and hide

Chorus

Not scared of pigs, nah, never been

Snuffling around, they won’t ever win

One blow, knock 'em down, right on the chin

They squeal and scatter, I’m here to grin