Oh to be a hand on your wrist Squeezing that shit until it opened up your first I, oh I Tried to be a friend to you but Now we're rolling on the ground cracking ribs, kicking dust up Mama said quit it, but you never really listen I can feel the blood rush to my head It was a gut punch, when you said I wasn't no one Boy you hit a homerun I can feel the house shake Screaming at me till your jaw breaks I know you hate me, but I'll warn ya Boy I'll always love ya So go ahead and blame it on your redneck nature Hey brother hit me with your haymaker If I could be the gun on your hip I'd scratch my name on every bullet in your clip Bang, bang, bang Go on and take your aim Cause brother we got the same blood Grew up trucking through the same mud Engines red from the same rust So what's in you, is what's in me And I can feel the blood rush to my head It was a gut punch, when you said I wasn't no one Boy you hit a homerun I can feel the house shake Screaming at me till your jaw breaks I know you hate me, but I'll warn ya Boy I'll always love ya So go ahead and blame it on your redneck nature Hey brother hit me with your haymaker