So Be It

[Intro:] KRIT: What's happenin' Rapsody? Rapshody: What's up, Big KRIT? Shout out to all my country folk, from Carolina to Mississippi and everywhere in between! 9th Wonder! KRIT: It's country livin, it's much love man, shout out to 9th, what's goin' on mane? Appreciate you lettin' a country boy on the record, it's love all the same [Verse 1: Rapsody] I'm a country girl, Carolina be where I'm from Twang when I speak slang, whole lot of fresh air in my lungs Ain't gon change myself, no I'll never, naw When I was young a lil' less tall on grass and dirt I would ball In the store, walking in my house shoes cool Pops got a big automobile growing up he named big blue And the car's here, we drive real young Gotta add some sugar to my tea to sweeten my tongue And we hang late, at the hole in the wall places Drink moonshine, play spades, talk sports and cut them aces Twin jokers, being loud, I'm from the country I'm proud Our laces untied and un-tucked and hang on the ground Mama told me show respect and bless my food 'fore it's down Say "No, sir" or "Yes No Ma'am" when spoken to around town And the food is mostly fried add an inch to my thighs Bump that volume, Bun B, OutKast, UGK when I ride It's unique down in the south where you speak from your mouth There's random folk all in the street don't lock the doors to your house In church three, four times in a week And all my aunts, uncles, grandmas all live on the same street Summer's hot here on 4 wheelers we roam When we young, but when we grown we sit high on big chrome Country livin and dirt road remedies Grandma made medicine out of tea and leaves [Hook: Big K.R.I.T.] Cause you know the score, I still represent for mine Gotta give it all I got, I don't wanna waste no time We all got family in the south, Don't believe me? I'll welcome ya'll with open arms come see me In Mississippi [Verse 2: Big K.R.I.T.] Okay now mason jars is drippin', red buckets in our kitchen Heard they was delicious, but I ain't fuckin' with them chitlins But still grateful for what was given while they talk down on my state Call us slow and uneducated but won't say it to my face Most never been, most never will, they can't enjoy what I did Backyards was hella large playin' ball with my friends It takes a village to raise a child and I was surrounded by kin A lot of elders who knew better and had knowledge to lend Like never hold your head down, boy, be proud of your skin Believe that God is in your heart and Jesus died for your sins Sunday morning before I'm yawning we be up in them pews Fall asleep on big momma while she payin' her dues Sometime she cry, I dry her eyes, I know how hard times be She said that love will cost you everything, but pain come free Cause bein' country mean bein' strong you got to stand on your own She taught me well I've been compelled to prove these city folk wrong Cause ain't no dirt road where I'm nappin, no horseback cappin' So be it if you think we whack but niggas down here still be snappin' Took it from the Dirty South, to the top of the map and So be it I put it down for my folk and holla "Hold up, what's happenin?" [Hook:]