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Following somebody else's path and doing the same shit they're doing, the same style they're doing it, that ain't fuckin' legendary Ripping off and making your own path and your own style and doing shit your way, that's fuckin' legendary son I stay in the sticks with the hicks and the fire-offs You might come up missin' from the hogs on my pop's farm You can come and get it Come and get it son Pow pow You can come and get it Come and get it son Pow pow I stay in the sticks with the hicks and the fire-offs You might come up missin' from the hogs on my pop's farm You can come and get it Come and get it son Pow pow You can come and get it Come and get it son Pow pow Lately y'all been hearing rumors Oh Upchurch got his ass kicked Well that's funny, cause I didn't feel it And I ain't seen no video yet Sounds like somebody needs publicity SongtexteI don't let these bitch boys get to me Do you know who I am? I'm mister Tennessee Who the fuck are you? I forgot instantly I got a four speed Ford, couple bucks to my name I don't care about money, put some respect on my name I grew up firing the game while I spit blue flame I don't care about these boys if they're riding in my lane Yeah I'm here with a machete and ready to slit throats Smoking dope while I'm dropping you out of my bass boat Concretering your feet, motherfucker now float Go swim with the fish like you work at Bass Pro Like you work at Bass Pro Back here in the sticks Like you work at Bass Pro Back here in the sticks Back here in the sticks Back here in the sticks You can come and get it Come and get it son Back here in the sticks Pow pow pow pow pow pow Back here in the sticks Back here in the sticks I stay in the sticks with the hicks and the fire-offs You might come up missin' from the hogs on my pop's farm You can come and get it Come and get it son Pow pow You can come and get it Come and get it son Pow pow I stay in the sticks with the hicks and the fire-offs You might come up missin' from the hogs on my pop's farm You can come and get it Come and get it son Pow pow You can come and get it Come and get it son Pow pow Fuck telling folks about your big truck Fuck claiming all you do is fish and hunt Fuck chugging beer in your music videos Cause you think that gets you credit son Ever since the Rock stars got a TV show Everybody hell yeah with their camo, woah And you ain't real apparently if you don't jam to them old songs Half y'all punks never heard of John Deere Old country road on a different level Everybody got a this Everybody got a that Blah blah blah blah 'bout your John Deere hat I don't care about no fashion statement, these bare feet used to run the pavement I'd been all about, fuckin' years ago but I didn't care to go video tape it Got a lot of honkys running on my team (team) Shit look like a Donald Trump regime (gime) Bitch, Ill run you over, wheres the keys? I am here to stay I will not leave I am in a place you cannot see Deep in Dixie laying between the trees Steady laughing at you wannabes If you really wanna fuck with me I stay in the sticks with the hicks and the fire-offs You might come up missin' from the hogs on my pop's farm You can come and get it Come and get it son Pow pow You can come and get it Come and get it son Pow pow I stay in the sticks with the hicks and the fire-offs You might come up missin' from the hogs on my pop's farm You can come and get it Come and get it son Pow pow You can come and get it Come and get it son Pow pow Aus Songtexte Mania