Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Take Your Best Shot Now, artist - Cowboy Troy. Album song Black In The Saddle, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 04.06.2007
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
Take Your Best Shot Now |
In the winter December of '89 |
I picked up my pen |
Started makin' my rhymes |
I appreciate the listener for takin' the time |
Cuz I’m pourin' out my soul with every lyric and line |
An I remember what it’s like to be the focus of a punchline |
Now the phone rings when the party’s at crunch time |
I was humble but you took it for weakness |
Listen close and take notes |
While the professor teaches |
Maintain' my footin' |
No shiftin' sand |
It ain’t quicksand |
Cuz above ground |
I still stand |
Move from the shadow |
On the way to the Big Man |
Strive for connection |
Without complexion |
Changin' the game in a new direction |
Keepin' you’re attention |
While I’m mic flexin' |
Band on Grand Ole Opry |
You can’t stop me |
So take you’re best shot now |
Cuz I’m climbin' so high |
You’ll run out of ammo |
Before you touch the sky |
You think you’re the first one |
To try an bring me down |
Buddy you don’t realize |
How long I’ve been around |
Take you’re best shot now |
I never lived in the hood |
But I used to work there |
(Say man ain’t you work in that shoe store?) |
Yeah, I used to clerk there |
Rollin' through Dallas |
Now they go berserk there |
See the corner of my mouth (yeah) |
It’s called a smirk there.(oh) |
Twinkle Twinkle Nashville Star |
Is that you with the 20's on you’re car |
Is that you on my t.v. |
screen |
With the Musik Mafia on you’re team? |
I’ve been strugglin' and strainin' |
Through misery and pain |
Tryin' to get the radio dj’s to say my name |
People used to laugh when I dressed like an offical |
Now I’m eattin' steaks 'stead of chewin' on the gristle |
I’ve had breakfast in Hamburg, dinner in London |
Both in the same day and man it leaves you wonderin' |
I hit the restaurants, now they play me close |
They get their cameras when I butter my toast |
So take you’re best shot now |
Cuz I’m climbin' so high |
You’ll run out of ammo |
Before you touch the sky |
You think you’re the first one |
To try an bring me down |
Buddy you don’t realize |
How long I’ve been around |
Take you’re best shot now |
You might see me on the television here or there |
But when you come to the show you see them hands in the air |
And when I ask «Are you with me?» |
you hear the reply |
The fans say «Aw yeah, til the day that we die.» |
Or at least until we’re sick of what you got to say |
Well let me tell you somethin' partner |
That ain’t happenin' today |
So get you somma that and listen to me |
To spell country boy you need C-B-T |
So take you’re best shot now |
Cuz I’m climbin' so high |
You’ll run out of ammo |
Before you touch the sky |
You think you’re the first one |
To try an bring me down |
Buddy you don’t realize |
How long I’ve been around |
Take you’re best shot now |
So take you’re best shot now |
Cuz I’m climbin' so high |
You’ll run out of ammo |
Before you touch the sky |
You think you’re the first one |
To try an bring me down |
Buddy you don’t realize |
How long I’ve been around |
Take you’re best shot now |