[Heavy Southern Country Rap, Memphis-inspired crunk, earth-shaking sub-bass, distorted 808s, massive low-end, hard-hitting kick drums, dark Southern synths, banjo and acoustic guitar accents, gritty aggressive male rap vocal, deep male chants, war drums, rowdy deer camp energy, comedic backwoods swagger, slow heavy groove, dramatic bass drops, car-stereo-shaking production] [Deep Male Chant] ORANGE ARMY... ORANGE ARMY... ORANGE ARMY... [Music drops] [Ryan - Low Rap] November morning Cold air biting Orange on my back And the whole woods lighting Rifle in the truck Shells in the pack Firearm season And we ain't holding back Archery hunters mad Yeah, I know they are But I love archery And I love my rifle Two weeks coming And the woods turn orange Every ridge Every hollow Every truck rolling [BOOM!] [Chorus] ORANGE ARMY! WE COMING! ORANGE ARMY! AIN'T NO APOLOGIES! Rifles in the timber Orange in the trees When firearm season opens That's exactly where I wanna be ORANGE ARMY! WE COMING! Archery can wait a minute When November rolls around We let the rifles sing [Deep Male Chant] ORANGE ARMY! LET 'EM RING! [Ryan] Sun ain't up But the trucks are rolling Coffee in the cup And the cold wind blowing Orange hat Orange vest Orange everywhere Whole damn county Got it on their chest Stand in the timber Rifle on my knee Big buck walking Through the leaves in front of me Safety off Heart beating One clean shot That's the reason we're eating [BOOM!] [Chorus] ORANGE ARMY! WE COMING! ORANGE ARMY! AIN'T NO APOLOGIES! Rifles in the timber Orange in the trees When firearm season opens That's exactly where I wanna be ORANGE ARMY! WE COMING! Archery can wait a minute When November rolls around We let the rifles sing [Deep Male Chant] WE LET 'EM SING! [Music drops] [Ryan - Low Rap] Yeah, I'm an archery hunter Don't get it twisted But when rifle season hits I'm fully committed I love archery I love that steel I love watching a big buck Drop in the field No hate No shame Just a different game Orange army rolling And we're here to stay You can sit in your saddle With your twenty-yard pin I'll be down on the ground Waiting on him [BOOM!] [Ryan - Aggressive Rap] RIFLE! ORANGE! NOVEMBER! GO! BIG BUCK! TIMBER! LET THAT RIFLE BLOW! Cold hands! Boots! Mud! Frost! Two weeks hunting And we're taking our shot! Family! Friends! Camp! Fire! Everybody's hunting And the whole woods is wired! [Deep Male Chant] ORANGE ARMY! [Ryan] We're not hiding. We're not apologizing. We're coming. [BOOM!] [Final Chorus] ORANGE ARMY! WE COMING! ORANGE ARMY! AIN'T NO APOLOGIES! Rifles in the timber Orange in the trees When firearm season opens That's exactly where I wanna be ORANGE ARMY! WE COMING! Archery can wait a minute When November rolls around We let the rifles sing [Deep Male Chant] ORANGE ARMY! ORANGE ARMY! ORANGE ARMY! [Ryan - Low] Archery hunters... Don't hate me. I said don't hate me. I'm one of y'all. But November's here. [BOOM!] [Deep Male Chant] ORANGE ARMY! [Ryan] WE COMING. Catch me if you can.
