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Alabama high test....got me in a big mess
Higher than a wild cat....runnin from the wolfpack
They're gonna put me in the slammer
If they catch me with that Alabama high test
65 southbound, cruisin with a half pound
Blue lights spinin round, better put the hammer down
Dirt road Tennessee, ain't nobody stoppin me
Short run, state line, gotta keep makin time
Alabama high test...
Huff paint, cocaine, playin chicken with a train
Smack dab, Meth lab, mellow out, rehab
Percocet, cigarette, I don't need no more of that
Just gimmie some down home Dixie fried homegrown
Alabama high test...
Alabama High Test...Alabama high test....got me in a big mess
...runnin from the wolfpack
They're gona put me in the slamer
If they catch me with that Alabama high test
Drug bust, disgust, plead with the cucuit judge
"Son don't be coy, send you up the river Boy"
Jump suit, chain gang, shackles on my feet and hand
Standin on I-65 wishin I was rolling by with
Alabama high test
Alabama High Test...Alabama high test....got me in a big mess
Higher than a wild cat....running from the wolf pack
They're gonna put me in the slammer
If they catch me with that Alabama high test
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It's about weed, for sure. I'm not sure about Alabama, but if they're on I-65 Southbound, and then they're on a dirt road in TN, then they came from Kentucky. It's our number one cash crop, unofficially of course.