Porchlight lit like I own the sky Gravel talk when them wheels roll by Back road king, I don’t ask for space Whole map move when I show my face Best green grow where the roots run deep Ain’t nothin’ given, I just take my piece Talk get quiet when I step through Even the wind shift when I move through You feel that turn when I walk in frame Ain’t gotta ask, they already know the name I don’t say much, I just make it clear Whole world shift when I’m near You ain’t from Hill, but you heard my name Whole damn county run on what I claim I don’t chase nothin’, I just let it land Best green grow straight out this ground You ain’t from Hill, don’t step that way Step outta line, you just might disappear I don’t say much—I just appear Right where it’s mine—I’m from Hill Fence line hold without a nail Everything mine don’t go for sale Seen ‘em roll in, think they bold Leave real quick when the ground turn cold I don’t flex loud, I just exist Whole lotta power in the way I shift You can try luck, you can try twice But this land don’t roll no dice You feel that turn when I walk in frame Ain’t gotta ask, they already know the name I don’t say much, I just make it clear Whole world move when I appear You ain’t from Hill, but you heard my name Whole damn county run on what I claim I don’t chase nothin’, I just let it land Best green grow straight out this ground You ain’t from Hill, don’t step that way Step outta line, you just might disappear I don’t say much—I just appear Right where it’s mine—I’m from Hill Backwoods bankroll, dirt road throne Whole lotta quiet but it ain’t unknown Step where I step, you step outta line Land don’t argue—it just erase No sign posted, no gate closed Still nobody wander where the dark line goes You lookin’ for proof? you lookin’ for claim? Whole damn county scream my name From Hill—yeah, that’s stamped on the ground Walk in slow, make the whole world dim down No crown on, still king in the cut Don’t say much, still say enough Green so loud, got the whole block leanin’ Roots so deep, got the old world breathin’ You can talk big, you can talk slick But this land don’t move—it just pick who You ain’t from Hill, but you heard my name Whole damn county run on what I claim I don’t chase nothin’, I just let it land Best green grow straight out this ground You ain’t from Hill, don’t step that way Step outta line, you just might disappear I don’t say much—I just appear Right where it’s mine—I’m from Hill I’m the goddamn motherfuckin’ Hillbilly DJ… you better recognize, y’all
