| You know what
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| This song right here goes out to every single music venue
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| Every bar any spot that’s banned me, banned us
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| Banned my Shiner family
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| For having a damn good time
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| This one right here goes out to you
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| Used to mail my to the suiots and ties
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| Saving my money just to write more rhymes
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| Praying to God, will he show me a sign
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| All I saw was Satan, all I heard was lies
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| Radio hates me, just like coke
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| They ain’t gonna play me and this I know
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| So I grabbed the cloud and rode that bitch
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| All my Shiners, a gun to bump it
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| This is for the bikers in the blacked out
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| Rednecks bumping Cash, Hank and Haggard
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| Still rolling stoned, call me slick Mick Jagger
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| Lift kit high, grab my dad a ladder
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| Bought my own bus, bought my own bar
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| Billboard charge 'cause I work so hard
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| Small town living, still shopping at Walmart
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| To pornstar women, tell mama I’m a rockstar
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| Oh we’ve been banned across America
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| For raising too much hell across the lands
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| So if you think my Shiners are to rowdy for ya
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| Well here’s a middle finger from my hand
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| Sold out shows every time I throw down
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| Mama said «Son, boy you better slow down»
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| I’m living too fast I ain’t pumping my breaks
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| Tell to come and run my plates
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| TV hates me just like coke
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| Had my own chow just like Big Smo
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| switched up
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| I’m too outlaw for a pickup
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| Guess we’ve been banned, they don’t wanna see us play
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| The hard rock stage at the CMAs
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| into any state
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| I’m a renegade, I’m a goddamn renegade
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| riders banned our band
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| The William Sturges of Disneyland
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| Ain’t no sugarcoating what I’m saying
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| Here’s to me and the hell I’m raising
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| Oh we’ve been banned across America
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| For raising too much hell across the lands
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| So if you think my Shiners are to rowdy for ya
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| Well here’s a middle finger from my hand
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| Oh we’ve been banned across America
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| For raising too much hell across the lands
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| So if you think my Shiners are to rowdy for ya
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| Well here’s a middle finger from my hand
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| Oh we’ve been banned across America
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| For raising too much hell across the lands
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| So if you think my Shiners are to rowdy for ya
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| Well here’s a middle finger from my hand |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song American Banned , by - Moonshine Bandits. Song from the album Blacked Out, in the genre Кантри