In the bad part of town down at Eighth and State
They call it Price Hill and man it's heavy weight
That's where I was born; I was bred and raised
And man they come at you just for looking the wrong way
Yea, I'm a Price Hill boy
Bet your life I was bred to destroy
Mommas and their kids learn to lock their doors
Filled with drugged-out thugs and their skanky whores
The library lawn hosts the gangland lords
Precinct One lawmen man they're dressed for war
Yea, I'm a Price Hill Boy
Bet your life I was taught to destroy
Man they come at you when it's five on one
They pick winners and when they can't they run
Doped up deadbeats wanna put you in a hearse
So you learn real quick how to hit em' where it hurts
Yea, I'm a Price Hill Boy
Bet your life I was taught to destroy
On the southwest corner sits the Bend Inn Bar
Punkass drunks; spilled blood; nightly spars
Wood with spikes and well-used crowbars
911 Calls; meat wagons and squad cars
Yea, I'm a Price Hill Boy
Bet your life I was bred to destroy
That's the life I lived and I learned real well
Now these days I live somewhere else
You wouldn't know it just by taking a look
But you'll find real quick if you pull a hook
That I'm a Price Hill Boy
Don't bet your life or you'll be destroyed
Pat Fortney - Price Hill Boy Lyrics
Pat Fortney - Price Hill Boy Lyrics
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In the bad part of town down at Eighth and State
They call it Price Hill and man it's heavy weight
That's where I was born; I was bred and raised
And man they come at you just for looking the wrong way
Yea, I'm a Price Hill boy
Bet your life I was bred to destroy
Mommas and their kids learn to lock their doors
Filled with drugged-out thugs and their skanky whores
The library lawn hosts the gangland lords
Precinct One lawmen man they're dressed for war
Yea, I'm a Price Hill Boy
Bet your life I was taught to destroy
Man they come at you when it's five on one
They pick winners and when they can't they run
Doped up deadbeats wanna put you in a hearse
So you learn real quick how to hit em' where it hurts
Yea, I'm a Price Hill Boy
Bet your life I was taught to destroy
On the southwest corner sits the Bend Inn Bar
Punkass drunks; spilled blood; nightly spars
Wood with spikes and well-used crowbars
911 Calls; meat wagons and squad cars
Yea, I'm a Price Hill Boy
Bet your life I was bred to destroy
That's the life I lived and I learned real well
Now these days I live somewhere else
You wouldn't know it just by taking a look
But you'll find real quick if you pull a hook
That I'm a Price Hill Boy
Don't bet your life or you'll be destroyed
They call it Price Hill and man it's heavy weight
That's where I was born; I was bred and raised
And man they come at you just for looking the wrong way
Yea, I'm a Price Hill boy
Bet your life I was bred to destroy
Mommas and their kids learn to lock their doors
Filled with drugged-out thugs and their skanky whores
The library lawn hosts the gangland lords
Precinct One lawmen man they're dressed for war
Yea, I'm a Price Hill Boy
Bet your life I was taught to destroy
Man they come at you when it's five on one
They pick winners and when they can't they run
Doped up deadbeats wanna put you in a hearse
So you learn real quick how to hit em' where it hurts
Yea, I'm a Price Hill Boy
Bet your life I was taught to destroy
On the southwest corner sits the Bend Inn Bar
Punkass drunks; spilled blood; nightly spars
Wood with spikes and well-used crowbars
911 Calls; meat wagons and squad cars
Yea, I'm a Price Hill Boy
Bet your life I was bred to destroy
That's the life I lived and I learned real well
Now these days I live somewhere else
You wouldn't know it just by taking a look
But you'll find real quick if you pull a hook
That I'm a Price Hill Boy
Don't bet your life or you'll be destroyed
Writer: Patrick Fortney
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