— wind, hand drums, distant Native-inspired vocal cry] Hoo-yaaa… hey-yaaa… Boom… boom… boom… From the bloodline… From the ones who came before me… Papaw Otis Hood… Half Cherokee… And that spirit still runs through me. [HOOK] 🔥 I got blood in my roots, fire in my soul, Cherokee bloodline, that’s a story never told. From Papaw Otis Hood to the man I became, I carry my ancestors every time I say my name. Blood in my roots — you can hear that drum, I came from people who refused to run. Stand up, chest out, let the whole world know, I honor where I came from everywhere I go. — Native-inspired vocal cry echoes behind the hook — “Hey-yaaa! Hey-yaaa!” [VERSE 1] Papaw Otis Hood, half Cherokee, That piece of the bloodline became part of me. I wasn’t raised knowing every story or name, But I know that history is part of my frame. Generations behind me, generations ahead, I carry their memory inside my head. Every scar that I earned, every mountain I climbed, Makes me think about the strength in the bloodline. Kentucky soil underneath my feet, Southern boy with a heartbeat deep. I came from struggle, I came from pain, But I kept moving through the wind and rain. Now when that drum hits, I feel something inside, Like a voice from the past saying, “Stand with your pride.” Not here to pretend that I know every tradition, I’m honoring my roots and telling my family’s story. [HOOK] I got blood in my roots, fire in my soul, Cherokee bloodline, that’s a story never told. From Papaw Otis Hood to the man I became, I carry my ancestors every time I say my name. Blood in my roots — you can hear that drum, I came from people who refused to run. Stand up, chest out, let the whole world know, I honor where I came from everywhere I go. [VERSE 2 — HARDER FLOW] Yeah! I ain’t running from the past — I’m embracing my history, Every generation left a piece of it in me. Papaw’s name on my tongue when I step to the mic, I put respect on the family every single night. I been knocked down, I been pushed to the ground, But something in my spirit kept me standing back up. That’s the part of the bloodline that I carry today, When life said “quit,” I said “get out my way!” 808 hit — BOOM! Hand drum — BOOM! Bassline shaking like the thunder when it comes. Wind through the trees, hear the voices in the night, I’m looking at my past while I’m walking toward the light. This ain’t just a song, this is family on wax, A story from my bloodline that I’m putting on the track. Otis Hood — your name won’t disappear, Every time I spit these words, I’m bringing you near. [BRIDGE — BEAT DROPS OUT] Wind blowing… Single hand drum… “Hey-yaaa… hey-yaaa…” I remember the name. I remember the blood. I remember the family. I remember where I came from. [FINAL HOOK — FULL BEAT] 🔥🔥 BLOOD IN MY ROOTS! FIRE IN MY SOUL! CHEROKEE BLOODLINE — THAT’S A PART OF WHO I KNOW! OTIS HOOD! — LET THE FAMILY NAME RING! FROM THE ANCESTORS BELOW TO THE DREAMS I BRING! BLOOD IN MY ROOTS! DRUM IN MY HEART! NO MATTER WHERE I GO, I’LL REMEMBER WHERE I START! SCRAPPY-DEE STANDING — LET THE WHOLE WORLD KNOW! I HONOR MY ROOTS EVERYWHERE I GO! Native-inspired vocal cry rises behind the final bass drop: “HEY-YAAA! HEY-YAAA!” [OUTRO] Boom… boom… boom… Papaw Otis Hood… Half Cherokee… Your blood became part of my story. And I’ll carry that story forward.
