ALLENS FLOOD
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- male vocalist
- late 2010s
- hip hop
- pop rap
- rhythmic
- downtempo
- aquacrunk
- sampling
- repetitive
- broken beat
- bass
- dirty south
- twerk
- backing vocals
- synthesizer
- percussion
- chapman stick
- hillbilly
- honky tonk
- steel guitar
- country rap
- southern hip hop
- boastful
- drugs
- energetic
About
SURVIVAL OF BIBLICAL FLOOD OF ALLEN KENTUCKY
Lyrics
Intro: Kazoo and Drums Solo
Chorus
Hey hillbillies, gotta rise, up up
Hey apple atchunns, gotta help ourselves
Hey apples at y'unns, hands in the mud
Hey mountain folk, gotta do it ourselves
Give each other some help, pullin' up from the dust
Post-Chorus
Go on, go on, brother you know (hey)
Go on, go on, liftin' some more (yeah)
Go on, go on, that’s how it’s done
Verse 2
We came from the mountains, through all them hard times
Our ancestors bled, breakin’ sweat in them mines
Payin’ no mind to the trouble and cold
We carry their pride, just like stories they told
Didn’t want a handout, but they watched the town
Fed each other cornbread when the chips was down
You know it’s the way, guess it runs in our veins
Family, neighbor, through the struggle and rain
Pre-Chorus
Smoke on the ridge, fire in our bones
Out in the sticks but still makin' it known
Old school hearts, never breakin’ for show
Can’t buy respect, yeah you earn it at home
Chorus
Hey hillbillies, gotta rise, up up
Hey apple atchunns, gotta help ourselves
Hey apples at y'unns, hands in the mud
Hey mountain folk, gotta do it ourselves
Give each other some help, pullin' up from the dust
Post-Chorus
Go on, go on, brother you know (hey)
Go on, go on, liftin' some more (yeah)
Go on, go on, that’s how it’s done
Solo: Bongos Hip Hop Beat and Mandolin with Banjo
Verse 3
One day in the mountains, rain wouldn’t stop
River rose high, every field was a swamp
Allen got hit, all them roads turned brown
But the poorest folks still picked each other up around town
No sirens or trucks, just some boots in the flood
Old tires and rope, pullin’ neighbors from mud
Nobody waitin’ for a savior to arrive
We out here surviving, just keepin’ the pride
Pre-Chorus
Hearts made of steel, tougher than stone
Ridin’ through trouble on their own backbone
Leanin’ on brothers, yeah, that’s how we roll
Passin’ the jar, still takin’ control
Chorus
Hey hillbillies, gotta rise, up up
Hey apple atchunns, gotta help ourselves
Hey apples at y’unns, hands in the mud
Hey mountain folk, gotta do it ourselves
Give each other some help, pullin’ up from the dust
Post-Chorus
Go on, go on, brother you know (hey)
Go on, go on, liftin’ some more (yeah)
Go on, go on, that’s how it’s done
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