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that sack in town we ain't sit back and lounge
Tennessee mud baby, built From the dirt and I put in the work
Tennessee mud baby, built From the dirt

South in Ya Mouth

Gangsta Blac

Down South Flava

Look this is the world's debut of these damn fools
Stak and Blac, tic for tac, breakin' all racial rules
And ain't too much, wrong with that 'cause

Long live East Tennessee girls

They sure sound smooth singing Rocky Top
Third Saturday and they're still hot
If it was up to me they'd rule the world

own and get
Up for work every day

I'm a Tennessee outlaw
Rebel born rule breaker
F-250 drivin' ass if your name take her
Bumpin' where I'm at I don't

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Runnin' up a check in my big B's
Drunk a four of that Tech
Woke up in Tennessee
Man, I was high than a motherfucker, dog

You called me a lowrider
I'm going back to tennessee
I say you called me a lowrider
And I'm going back to tennessee
And mama there's no reason why

medicine)
I call it heaven-sent (call it heaven-sent)
And when I'm hitting it
I kill it, leave no evidence (evidence)
You my medicine (you my medicine)
I

his gun
Raised his family, plowed with a mule
Lived his life by the Golden Rule

Singing, “I'm a son of the Tennessee River
Been around for many long

trace these outlines

Lights out, lights out
And the concrete slowly works its way
Into a man's heart

Real world rules - no missing evidence
Real world

whole heart blue
Into everything I do
Rule number 1 don't B number 2

Uhh, what the fuck my name tho
Mr B
Uhh, where the fuck we at tho
Tennessee
Uhh,

I'll just pass on by
If you give me no hope, then girl I'm not your guy
I'm not in it for the hell of it, I need evidence
'Cause we running outta
Losing

My City

Yo Gotti

The Art of Hustle [Deluxe Edition]

2016

(Shit a war zone out here)
Oh Memphis, oh Tennessee
No other place will be home for me (Ever)
All the people, all the struggle
In a world full

It's the same story every time
When love has been declined
You place the blame
And it's never you
But someone broke 
Love's rules this time
You can

will heaven sent Don't play by the rule yeah it's evident
We sweep out the room leave no evidence
I'm calling the shots like the president
Man ain't no

Uh-huh
And imma nigga who can speak
Baby, I'm from Tennessee
(Please!)
You better fucking believe it
The wackest niggas in the world love to link up
Can I

an leaving no evidence (yes)
Baby we talking your president (yes)
Everyday nigga gone represent (yes)
Now you know that he's heaven sent.

I'm in a zone
Ride

drops, soil drops and everything drops
To the ground where he won't be found

So burn it down burn it down
Get rid of the evidence
Burn it down burn it

Providence, no evidence
There's no confirmation
And only silence remains
We only know one thing

The queen's been slain
She'll never rule again
The queen's been

wearin' no fuckin' masks!
(All together now)
So never mind the evidence when it's evident you all prefer opinions
Never mind the confidence of scientists,

Mohammed Ali sting like a bee
Float like a butterfly on LSD
Flow like water Bruce Lee
Kick in the head like Jet Lee
My bitch she a ten from Tennessee

ain’t because I’d you
Did this sh*t despite you
I might mess around and steal your chick just to spite you

Good evening, Tennessee Tuned in to my TV
It’s

from the wrong and live upright 

Chours
if man would abide by rule
knowledge is the strenght and you nah need no evidence,no
then he wouldn't die like

Auld Lang Syne [Millennium Mix]

Kenny G

Faith: A Holiday Album

1999

was shot and was killed tonight in Memphis Tennessee." 

"Senator Kennedy has been shot. Is that possible?" 

"As he said many times in many parts

the evidence!
If you're like Hugo Talks
Regardless of who sees you
Provide the fucking evidence
He never gives us links to the things he read
He just shows