Damn I feel like Elvis Presley dog, paparazzi poppin´ shit So many flashes in my face, I fell off in a diamond pit I´m drippin´ sweat from all my shows, and fans be takin´ pictures Yeah, I do it for the movement, don´t give a fuck ´bout gettin´ richer Yeah, I´m ridin´ in that sleeper, Challenger, you know it´s supercharged I may have made some money, but I still reppin´ them junkyards The kid from the country, who put the woods on the map 100 million fuckin´ plays, still ain´t kissin´ no ass You know it, bitch I´m headbangin´ like I´m drunk out in a rock band
230 pounds, still jumpin´ into a thousand hands Rebel flag on stage, if you don´t like it leave the premises If you hatin´ cracker then, why´d you buy a ticket bitch
[Upchurch] I´m probably not what you wanted, know I´m not what you need No need to impress you, won´t catch me on TV I am what I come from and what I breathe I guess I´m the Tennessean Every time I cut a track you know I´m bleedin´ orange Every time I cut a track you know I´m bleedin´ orange Yeah, I´m the Tennessean Every time I cut a track you know I´m bleedin´ orange
And every time I cut a track you know it´s comin´ from the Tennessean
[Upchurch] From 51st in the Verge to the Ranchettes in the K Ashland City no omission so I´m blazin´ the hay Tobacco barn puffin´ ´til my eyes red and blue Look like a county cop car after I smoke me a doob Yeah, I rollin´ stoned in Rolling Stone, cussin´ out that author right Well, fuck that magazine, they made us look idiots no lie They asked me for an interview, I tell ´em give me eighty grand Then take it to my shows, throw it all out to my fuckin´ fans ´Cause they should get the credit for this dope position that I´m in
Every time I wake up all I want to do is fuckin´ win So fuck the whole game with two tatted middle fingers Don´t go steppin´ in my woods unless you RHECin´ with me stranger
[Upchurch] I´m probably not what you wanted, know I´m not what you need No need to impress you, won´t catch me on TV I am what I come from and what I breathe I guess I´m the Tennessean Every time I cut a track you know I´m bleedin´ orange Every time I cut a track you know I´m bleedin´ orange Yeah, I´m the Tennessean
Every time I cut a track you know (Struggle) I´m bleedin´ orange And every time I cut a track you know it´s comin´ from the Tennessean
[Struggle Jennings] Black feet from the concrete, always beat the street ´til my knuckles bleed Feed the family, I´d die for that, never start a fight, but I fight back Westside ´til they shovel dirt in a big hole out in Harpeth Hills Say I made it, now life´s sweet, I can take you back to the harder years PGK and George Strait, tried to stay straight between court dates Never made it, got a new indictment, couple warrants for me in four states
On the run, trust no one, backed in a corner with my guns out Feds rushed in, took all my money, even the silver spoon out my son mouth Gotta cry, ´cause daddy gone, but a five star from granddaddy´s song Outlaw shit took a lot of lives from a lot of people who was livin´ wrong Came home and I started grindin´, got my family back, and changed my life One thing you can bet your ass, us Tennesseans never say die
[Upchurch] I´m probably not what you wanted, know I´m not what you need No need to impress you, won´t catch me on TV I am what I come from and what I breathe
I guess I´m the Tennessean Every time I cut a track you know I´m bleedin´ orange Every time I cut a track you know I´m bleedin´ orange Yeah, I´m the Tennessean Every time I cut a track you know I´m bleedin´ orange And every time I cut a track you know it´s comin´ from the Tennessean (Tennessean, Tennessean, Tennessean)