[Intro] (Dirty guitar riff, low rumble) Yeah… you don’t know this ground [Verse 1] You rolled in talkin’ like you found religion Said these backroads healed your soul Praised them creeks like they were heaven Like you understood it all You loved them fields untouched by money Said “this land’s as pure as gold” But behind that smile you were countin’ Every acre you could own [Pre-Chorus] You said “don’t change a thing about it” Now there ain’t a trace you ain’t controlled [Chorus – GANG HOOK] Now you call it everybody’s hometown (HEY!) Like it’s yours to take and claim (HEY!) You paved the dirt, you killed the roots Then try to wash away the blame [Gang Vocal Layer – shouted] (Not your town! Not your ground!) You turn our life into your profit (HEY!) Burn it down and stake your crown (HEY!) [Gang Vocal Layer – louder] (Stay the hell out! Stay the hell out!) If you want that world you came from— Stay the hell outta my hometown [Verse 2] You tore through fields where the antelope wandered Now it’s concrete, steel, and glass Wildflowers buried under blacktop Progress movin’ way too fast Built your fake lakes for your postcards Drowned the truth in shallow views You call it growth—we call it dyin’ Nothin’ here belongs to you [Pre-Chorus] You don’t hear the silence screamin’ Over everything you’ve drowned [Chorus – GANG HOOK] Now you call it everybody’s hometown (HEY!) Like it’s yours to redefine (HEY!) You stole the soul, erased the past Then sold it back one piece at a time [Gang Vocal Layer – shouted] (Not your town! Not your ground!) You dress it up like it’s a savin’ (HEY!) While you tear the whole thing down (HEY!) [Gang Vocal Layer – louder] (Stay the hell out! Stay the hell out!) If you want that hollow life you built— Stay the hell outta my hometown [Bridge – Half-time, heavy] This ain’t a trend you get to follow This ain’t a map you get to change It’s blood and dirt and generations You just saw a price and stake You’re a sickness dressed like progress A slow burn we can’t outrun By the time you say you love it There’s nothin’ left of what it was [Breakdown – stomp + chant] (Drums + bass, stripped guitars) Lead (gritty): Who the hell you think you are? Gang (chant): Not your town! Not your ground! Lead: You don’t know what built these scars Gang: Not your town! Not your ground! [Final Chorus – Full Power] Now you call it everybody’s hometown (HEY!) But you don’t know the roots run deep (HEY!) You see land—we see our bloodline You see profit—we see keep [Gang Vocal Layer – massive] (Not your town! Not your ground!) You loved it ‘til you changed it all (HEY!) Now it’s dyin’ loud and proud (HEY!) [Gang Vocal Layer – full shout] (Stay the hell out! Stay the hell out!) If you want that world you came from— Stay the hell outta my hometown
