The sub-culture forming in Southern Illinois that seems to merge the hobbies of bow hunting, rap battles, dipping, low ridin', and general racial confusion.
The young members of this society can somehow hunt white tailed deer while listening to the hardest, most ghetto rap there is to be heard.
The origins of the Legion are up to much debate. The closest we can ever come to diserning the true history is the recent influx of migration from larger cities in the South and East Coast.
The Legion has no color, no gang offiliation, and no signage. The only way to tell if someone is a member is to view into the passenger seat of there circa 1980-something pickuptruck and look to see if there are Kenny Chesney and Waka Flocka Flame CD's right next to each other, an ounce of weed in the glove box, a shotgun on the dash, a stolen radio, 10-inch subs and an amp behing the seats, condom wrappings in the ash tray, half a bottle of Axe in the floor, and no less than THREE pocket knives anywhere in the cab.
The young members of this society can somehow hunt white tailed deer while listening to the hardest, most ghetto rap there is to be heard.
The origins of the Legion are up to much debate. The closest we can ever come to diserning the true history is the recent influx of migration from larger cities in the South and East Coast.
The Legion has no color, no gang offiliation, and no signage. The only way to tell if someone is a member is to view into the passenger seat of there circa 1980-something pickuptruck and look to see if there are Kenny Chesney and Waka Flocka Flame CD's right next to each other, an ounce of weed in the glove box, a shotgun on the dash, a stolen radio, 10-inch subs and an amp behing the seats, condom wrappings in the ash tray, half a bottle of Axe in the floor, and no less than THREE pocket knives anywhere in the cab.
Patrick: Yo man Garth Brook's has a got a show in Carbondale this weekend!!
Trambley: OH SHIT DAWG!!! We gotta hit dat shit up naw mean? (spits dip)
Sweet Joe: Can I go guys?
Trambley: No Sweet Joe i hope you die.
Sweet Joe: Major sad-face to the Redneck Gangsta Legion
Trambley: OH SHIT DAWG!!! We gotta hit dat shit up naw mean? (spits dip)
Sweet Joe: Can I go guys?
Trambley: No Sweet Joe i hope you die.
Sweet Joe: Major sad-face to the Redneck Gangsta Legion
by Sweet Joe XXX December 3, 2011
Get the Redneck Gangsta Legionmug. When two or more rednecks back their diesel pickup trucks up next to each other. After this, they put the trucks in neutral and floor the accelerator which causes large clouds of black smoke to gush from the exhaust. While this is happening the rednecks usually lean out their windows and yell and cheer.
Billy-Joel, Jerry-Lee and Pervis like to back their pickup trucks up next to each other and rev the engines-It's pathetic, its like a redneck circle jerk.
by nickl7878 June 2, 2012
Get the redneck circle jerkmug. A redneck who acts very homophobic and acts very straight. But in the inside is the fashion loving, home designing, hayyyy boy.
hey cleatus see my ford
yeah i see it.
aint it hawwwttt cleatus?
wtf no its a car you Rainbow Flag Redneck
yeah i see it.
aint it hawwwttt cleatus?
wtf no its a car you Rainbow Flag Redneck
by Jfedstheman June 1, 2009
Get the Rainbow Flag Redneckmug. The action describing When you are having sex with a thick thot and you're about to cum, so you fake it by spitting on her back, when she then turns around, proceed to throat fuck and punch her in her ugly ass face, so sperm and blood squirts out her nostrils.
by SLÆNGET February 21, 2020
Get the Redneck double snapplebackmug. A redneck with expensive taste. I.e. drives a beater car but owns a TV worth 3 times as much. Wears jeans from Walmart but drinks a $40 pour at the bar.
He drives a car held together with duct tape and prayers while drinking high dollar whiskey and watching Nascar on an 83 inch 4k TV. He is a top shelf redneck
by anonymous February 4, 2023
Get the top shelf redneckmug. A woman from the rural United States, with the greatest prevalence being in the South and Deep South.
The Redneck American Princess (or “Rap”) is characterized by a jarring combination of arrogance and profound timidity. She oftentimes suffers from having been one of the most attractive women in her hometown high school, but not having the looks or sophistication to thrive anywhere outside of the tri-county area. A traditionalist of convenience, she will alternate between overwhelming unpleasantness (“sassiness”) and a fainting-couch femininity that demands her boyfriend/husband/brother/father or any other man in proximity resolve all her problems, preferably without her having to ask. The latter is oftentimes the product of an extreme daddy’s-little-girl mentality that remains with the Rap until she dies of old age or develops dementia so profound that she forgets she ever had a father.
The Rap is particularly eager to start fights between men and finds the thought of one (or more) of them dying to preserve her honor to be overwhelmingly attractive. The Rap may marry, but she is unlikely to remain that way—a result of her demanding disposition. Unfortunately, she has no close female friends to which she can turn when her LTRs end. Ordinary women tire of her constant self-pity, and other Raps are too busy indulging in their own star-crossed view of life to offer more than a passing sympathy mixed with a brutal competitiveness as to who has suffered more.
The Redneck American Princess (or “Rap”) is characterized by a jarring combination of arrogance and profound timidity. She oftentimes suffers from having been one of the most attractive women in her hometown high school, but not having the looks or sophistication to thrive anywhere outside of the tri-county area. A traditionalist of convenience, she will alternate between overwhelming unpleasantness (“sassiness”) and a fainting-couch femininity that demands her boyfriend/husband/brother/father or any other man in proximity resolve all her problems, preferably without her having to ask. The latter is oftentimes the product of an extreme daddy’s-little-girl mentality that remains with the Rap until she dies of old age or develops dementia so profound that she forgets she ever had a father.
The Rap is particularly eager to start fights between men and finds the thought of one (or more) of them dying to preserve her honor to be overwhelmingly attractive. The Rap may marry, but she is unlikely to remain that way—a result of her demanding disposition. Unfortunately, she has no close female friends to which she can turn when her LTRs end. Ordinary women tire of her constant self-pity, and other Raps are too busy indulging in their own star-crossed view of life to offer more than a passing sympathy mixed with a brutal competitiveness as to who has suffered more.
MAN: I saw Tiffany Jo Anne down by gas station the other day. Both her boyfriends were beating each other with tire irons and cans of diesel. Seems like wherever she goes, trouble follows.
WOMAN: Y’all don’t know a Rap (Redneck American Princess) when you seen one?
WOMAN: Y’all don’t know a Rap (Redneck American Princess) when you seen one?
by Infrequent Writer April 21, 2020
Get the Redneck American Princessmug. "did you see that massive wire of copper lying there, i'm gonna go grab it for my redneck retirement plan"
by Ldngeezer July 25, 2023
Get the Redneck Retirement Planmug.