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letra de where the asphalt ends - boondock kingz

where the asphalt ends lyrics
[intro: blue foot]
we was raised where the asphalt ends, where the asphalt ends

[chorus: blue foot]
we was raised where the asphalt ends
down a dirt road with all of my kin
tryna live a simple life
don’t bother no body keepin’ everything tight
we was raised where the asphalt ends
down a dirt road with all of my kin
tryna live a simple life
don’t bother no body keepin’ everything tight

[verse 1: blue foot]
see that old dirt road on the right
that’s where i grew up most of my life
ridin’ dirt bikes and gettin’ in fights
we didn’t have to worry ’bout them city lights
workin’ on my trucks through the day
so i could hit the mud all night
workin’ in the barn stackin’ hay, that’s how we live our lifes
work for what you want, yeah, that’s how i was raised
i barely made much more than that west virginia minimum wage
but we got by made it work, don’t know how we did
you still might find me ridin’ them roads every now and then
[chorus: blue foot]
we was raised where the asphalt ends
down a dirt road with all of my kin
tryna live a simple life
don’t bother no body keepin’ everything tight
we was raised where the asphalt ends
down a dirt road with all of my kin
tryna live a simple life
don’t bother no body keepin’ everything tight

[verse 2: kuntry strong]
it’s like everytime we perform these hills
the crowd get’s goosebumps we feel the chills
when it’s real people feel every word that you speak
that’s why i write the truth in every line of every sheet
i’ll always be from that [?] blood line
cocaine vein sunrise in my moonshine
who i be is asked rather frequently
is he country, is he southern, is he who he claims to be
let’s see be the judge tell me how this sounds
drive about two hours north of boogie down
then watch the sun settle for the 518
when the work whistle blows blue collar makin’ bank
old hank on the jukebox while a cold top pops
hope you make it home before a routine stop
so drop the needle on the record for a troublesome sort
i’m just that dirt road rapper from upstate new york
[chorus: blue foot]
we was raised where the asphalt ends
down a dirt road with all of my kin
tryna live a simple life
don’t bother no body keepin’ everything tight
we was raised where the asphalt ends
down a dirt road with all of my kin
tryna live a simple life
don’t bother no body keepin’ everything tight

[verse 3: danny o]
985 we ride on that side
24s with low pros is how we ride
yeah we country just a different kind of tw-ng though
4 deep boss chevy with my kinfolk
west shed burn wood in middle rosehill
buford, georgia i love you norton i always will
things change we met friends in constant pain
but i got faith and pray and things will change
this time for better, built for colder weather
anything can happen long as we stick together
on four acres i learned my anger and wrote on paper
life lessons, no stressin’ ’bout all these d-mn haters
life was hard but wouldn’t trade it i always made it
my faith in god and my squad you’ll never break it
[chorus: blue foot]
we was raised where the asphalt ends
down a dirt road with all of my kin
tryna live a simple life
don’t bother no body keepin’ everything tight
we was raised where the asphalt ends
down a dirt road with all of my kin
tryna live a simple life
don’t bother no body keepin’ everything tight

- boondock kingz

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