Daddy was a four-speed stick-shift rubber-burning 4-54-blowing-paint-off-doors
Worked hard for his dollar
Redneck blue-collar
Let his mouth cash cheques that his ass can't afford
I've only heard the stories from my brothers before me cut from a cloth where the odds ain't for me
Got him in my blood
Ain't too hard to see
The wind wasn't blowing, when the apple left the tree
I ain't the only hell my daddy raised, daddy raised
Mama keeps praying my crazy stays locked in a cage, in a cage
'Cause you know there's a little bit of devil down in my DNA, my DNA
I ain't the only hell my daddy raised, daddy raised
Now, it all makes sense, where the wild came from, who put the bullets in this son of a gun
Sister. She's a saint
Mama. She's an angel
Yeah. I might be Cain, but he sure ain't no Abel
I ain't the only hell my daddy raised, daddy raised
Mama keeps praying my crazy stays locked in a cage, in a cage
'Cause you know there's a little bit of devil down in my DNA, my DNA
I ain't the only hell my daddy raised, daddy raised
Daddy raised a glass
Daddy raised a fist
Wouldn't walk no line, but he ran like the wind
He raised the bar high for the hell-raising ones
You know what they say: "Like father, like son."
I ain't the only hell my daddy raised, daddy raised
Mama keeps praying my crazy stays locked in a cage, in a cage
You know there's a little bit of devil down in my DNA, my DNA
'Cause I ain't the only hell my daddy raised, my daddy raised, my daddy raised
