Kyle Petty, Son of Richard

Heat is rising

Feeling high and I’m on my way

Tell me if you wanna take a hit

Right beside you

I came to fight so get out of my way

‘Cause Daddy told me don’t you ever

Take no fucking shit

So get it right

I’m gonna get to you

Laughing as I spit your way

Faster that a fucking flash of light

Stomach’s burning alcohol

I must have burned

A bottle full

And you ain’t got a chance

in Hell tonight

So get it right

I’m gonna get you

A thousand miles of chicken wire

A foot of lead

Daddy didn’t raise no fucking fools

coming up on your right

coming up on your right

No one is going to fuck with

Me tonight

So get it right

I’m gonna get to you