Mic check one two venom in the booth 808 laid low room shakes when I get loose LEDs blink slow cup rings on the console Boots on the mat whole track got a black hole Spitting truth serum clean cut no proof Just the hush between kicks and the smoke in the booth From the backroad miles to the high rise ceiling Same low end crawl same steel in the feeling Got that rumble in my ribs map folded in the dash Every word got weight every pocket got a lil cash Cold AC humming shotgun on the rack Phone face down no callin me back Dust in the vents but the subs stay clean Hit the button once and the whole place leans I keep it plain but the floorboards know Every little detail in the kick drum glow Rattlesnake hustle mud on the kit Tight little snap then the bass line hits No case no shelf nah this ain't that This the sound of the lane where the late night cats at Kick drum knocking like a screen door slam Sub so deep it can rattle a can Movin' through the gap with a hard edged glide Big dark thump and a little bit of pride Tailgate talk and a four wheeler grin Whole tune built on where the lows come in Let it shake loose let it knock the trim That thick old pulse with the steel cut skin Born where the pasture meets a strip mall glow Raised in a truck bed speaker tuned too low No choir just a fan hum and a 12 inch bend Hands on the wheel let the whole thing send My words a rope line draggin that beat One sharp pull and the snare lands clean at your feet From the red clay wash to the poured concrete I leave the fake talk folded in the back seat Got a growl in the mix got a grind in the breath Nothing dressed up just the hard part left Work boots tracked through the vinyl booth floor Gauge pinned down but I still want more Glass on the table ash on the sleeve If the bass don't bite I don't believe I want the kick like a gate hinge slam Want the low end thick in this haul road jam Rattlesnake hustle mud on the kit Tight little snap then the bass line hits No case no shelf nah this ain't that This the sound of the lane where the late night cats at Kick drum knocking like a screen door slam Sub so deep it can rattle a can Movin' through the gap with a hard edged glide Big dark thump and a little bit of pride Tailgate talk and a four wheeler grin Whole tune built on where the lows come in Let it shake loose let it knock the trim That thick old pulse with the steel cut skin Turn the gain down let the silence pull Then the low end rolls in slow and full Dash lit red chrome rim hand on the knob One more notch and the whole cab throbs No pretty talk just the bass in the bones Pine tree miles and a stack of blown cones When the drop falls out there ain't nowhere to hide Just that heavy shake with a grind inside Kick disappears for a second or two Then it comes back meaner running right through you Mirror glass trembling steering wheel tight Whole frame flex in the dead of night Now the room got bigger but the tone stay local Same gravel road grit in the vocals I brought that trunk rattle all the way to the booth Kept the edges raw and the bottom line smooth Meter lights flicker little red rain But I like the feel when it stomps the pane Half bar quiet then the snare cuts through Like a screen door slapping at midnight blue Got a workbench rhythm in the way I talk Toolbox truth in the way I walk Ain't no velvet here just a steel toed bounce One deep hit and the walls all announce From the county line to the warehouse lane Same big low pressure same slow strain If you lean in close you can hear it grin Like a rear end growl and a six pack spin Rattlesnake hustle mud on the kit Tight little snap then the bass line hits No case no shelf nah this ain't that This the sound of the lane where the late night cats at Kick drum knocking like a screen door slam Sub so deep it can rattle a can Movin' through the gap with a hard edged glide Big dark thump and a little bit of pride Tailgate talk and a four wheeler grin Whole tune built on where the lows come in Let it shake loose let it knock the trim That thick old pulse with the steel cut skin Mic check one two let the low end bloom Keep it in the trunk let it fill the room One last hit then the meter dips Then raise the power and let it roll low
