Living Genre Son

[Verse 1]
They said, “Boy, you can’t call it that, that ain’t what we do”
I said, “Hell, I ain’t askin’—I’m just tellin’ you the truth”
I ain’t fit no industry, I ain’t in they little box
MuddySouth Music broke the mold and now they pissed we can’t be stopped

[Chorus]
If MuddySouth Music’s a genre, then I’m a livin’ genre, son
Ain’t no label tellin’ me what I can and cannot become
They can fight it, they can block it, but this train already run
If MuddySouth Music’s a genre, then I’m a livin’ genre, son

[Verse 2]
They checkin’ off they boxes, tryna tell me how to sound
But I been preachin’ outlaw ways since I was born on Southern ground
Ain’t no barcode on my music, I ain’t waitin’ for no check
They can blacklist MuddySouth, but we just pushin’ on they neck

[Bridge]
I don’t do no music genres, I AM a music genre
Tell them industry suits, “Hell, y’all just mad ‘cause y’all ain't on us”
They tried to kill the movement, but the fire still gon’ burn
Put MuddySouth up in the books—y’all gon’ learn

[Final Chorus – Make It a Damn Anthem]
If MuddySouth Music’s a genre, then I’m a livin’ genre, son
Ain’t no label tellin’ me what I can and cannot become
They can fight it, they can block it, but this train already run
If MuddySouth Music’s a genre, then I’m a livin’ genre, son

(Outro – Just talkin’ shit over the beat, let it ride out...)
"Yeah, go ‘head, tell me I can’t name my own music...
Y’all ain’t made a damn thing, but you think you can tell me what I built?
Shit... If MuddySouth’s a genre, then put my name at the top of the list."