Evil - Moonshine Bandits

I don’t ask for your respect

I demand it

They said I couldn’t do well, I didn’t have what it takes

I didn’t have the fire in the heart, or the courage, or the fuel that makes

Well that makes me evil, like Evel Knievel

You better know my name

You better know my name

(Gonna be reckless on this I told you)

I ain’t tryin' flex 'cause I hate the gym

But I did so much leg work my time was in (Yeah)

Shout to Sonny B for the contract pen (Come on)

Gave me six figures with my own imprints (That's right)

So if one more label try to stop me (Yeah)

There’ll be one percenters in your lobby (Yeah)

If one more label try to stop me (Yeah)

There’ll be one percenters in your lobby (Go)

David Allen Coe just passed me the torch (Come on)

When I went to his house and we sat on his porch

We live for the road (Yeah), we’ll die for the storm

We never kissed ass and we never conformed (Let's go)

My mom’s in the chapel, yeah she’s prayin' for me (Uh-huh)

Told me «Dusty slow down for your kids and me» (Uh-huh)

I told her «Mama I got too many mouths to feed» (Yeah)

And a million of my shiners that depend on me

They said I couldn’t do well, I didn’t have what it takes

I didn’t have the fire in the heart, or the courage, or the fuel that makes

Well that makes me evil, like Evel Knievel

You better know my name

You better know my name

Evel Knievel never owned a neck tie (Yeah)

Worked too hard just to say I get by (I try)

Daredevil risk it all 'til I die (Come on)

Valley on my back now we all world wide

Burt Reynolds (Yeah, yeah), blacked out TA (Uh-huh)

Still West Coast, still king of the CA

A Billboard chart to the Rolling Stones (Come on)

Signed a couple thousand titties, bought a couple of homes (Ha)

Tops come off I ain’t talkin' champagne (Nope)

Victoria Secret better give me a raise (Yup)

'Cause I’ve been countin' tags once they hit the stage (Huh)

Got 50 in my green room just the other day (Ha)

Now pass me the bottle of the Pappy Van (Let's go)

Got my spit than Copenhagen (Yeah)

And I got more bars than Bourbon Street (Woo)

And I bet your girls even heard of me

They said I couldn’t do well, I didn’t have what it takes

I didn’t have the fire in the heart, or the courage, or the fuel that makes

Well that makes me evil, like Evel Knievel

You better know my name

You better know my name

You better know my name

Oh, better know my name

You better know my name

You better know my name

You better know my name

They said I couldn’t do well, I didn’t have what it takes

I didn’t have the fire in the heart, or the courage, or the fuel that makes

Well that makes me evil, like Evel Knievel

You better know my name

You better know my name

I don’t ask for your respect

I don’t ask for your respect

I-I-I don’t ask for your respect

I demand it

I demand it