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[Ron Clutch]

No more wine for me, no more dimes of weed

Cuz I`m tryin to see, if my mind can reach

The level of the game that we die to see

I`m talkin bout naturally where ya mind is free

See I`m a dying breed, a country-fried emcee

I used to rhyme for free, but now I rhyme for cheese

See it was bound to be, when there`s mouths to feed

and there`s bills to pay, somethin gotta give way

The way I feel today, I could care less

Cuz my mind is made, yeah my hair`s a mess

I don`t bother to shave, I walk around bare chest

like a candy face, like I`m wearin a vest

I dare ya to test, I push a hundred-five reps

Showin off my pecs, triceps and biceps

I`m all for the cause, ready to die next

I`m all for the cause, ready to die next..



[Chorus]

We don`t even talk about it we live it, we live it

(How you gon` tell me how to live my life?)

(Can`t nobody tell me how to live my life)

And if you think you can take it from us, come get it, come get it

(How you gon` tell me how to live my life?)

(Can`t nobody tell me how to live my life)



[Chorus Part 2 - 2X]

(This life?) - it`s mine

(It`s yours?) - it`s mine

(That`s right) - it`s mine

(That`s yours) - this mine



[B. Stille]

Now ah, when I was a, young man

There was a couple of things poppa put in my head

Never; sit down when ya need to stand

Never; drink down all ya dreams and plans

Poppa, what`s that inside ya glass?

"Don`t do as I do boy, do as I ask"

See ah - do it right if ya gon` do it that fast

and - don`t do it if ya gon` do it half-assed

Well, since then I been an over-achiever

Smoker and drinker, only I would opened my blinkers

And I`m broke, so I guess I gotta choke on my finger

Cuz I need to come up, ah I`m just a dreamer

A hustle schemer, these cops be corrupt like Rupp Arena

Try an bust my weiner, with these court subpeonas - petty misdemeanors

"Boy you ain`t worth..." like student like teacher



[Chorus]

[Chorus Pt. 2 - 2X]



[Skinny DeVille]

Same jeans in the spring that I strut in the fall

No comb, no fade, no nothin at all

I`ll give a finger for the haters and one for the law

Sounds fine, Nappy Roots; a little somethin for y`all

Get a dutch, jump the gultch, then stuff it with straw

Get higher than a motherfucker, deep in the call

Hit the liquor sto`, makin mo`, fifth and I pause

Get love tryna cut, got ya dick and balls

Awww, hell naw then broads at the wall

Big pimpin on a budget, tryna make it the mall

Thank the Lord, for just livin, makin the most

`Scuse me, anybody got change I can borrow?

Dime? Caught a penny tryna get to the mall

Wanna buy me some ice too, slip it and fall

Oops silly me, big nuts and they gone

Didn`t see that shit comin like a truck in the fall



[Chorus]

[Chorus Pt. 2 - 2X]



[R. Prophit]

Lemme hear ya say...

Nappy Roots see ya dawg, all my yeagaz...

It`s that life B, gotta make that choice...

It`s all on you...

Lemme hear ya say...

Lemme hear ya say...

Lemme hear ya say...

[Ron Clutch]

No more wine for me, no more dimes of weed

Cuz I`m tryin to see, if my mind can reach

The level of the game that we die to see

I`m talkin bout naturally where ya mind is free

See I`m a dying breed, a country-fried emcee

I used to rhyme for free, but now I rhyme for cheese

See it was bound to be, when there`s mouths to feed

and there`s bills to pay, somethin gotta give way

The way I feel today, I could care less

Cuz my mind is made, yeah my hair`s a mess

I don`t bother to shave, I walk around bare chest

like a candy face, like I`m wearin a vest

I dare ya to test, I push a hundred-five reps

Showin off my pecs, triceps and biceps

I`m all for the cause, ready to die next

I`m all for the cause, ready to die next..



[Chorus]

We don`t even talk about it we live it, we live it

(How you gon` tell me how to live my life?)

(Can`t nobody tell me how to live my life)

And if you think you can take it from us, come get it, come get it

(How you gon` tell me how to live my life?)

(Can`t nobody tell me how to live my life)



[Chorus Part 2 - 2X]

(This life?) - it`s mine

(It`s yours?) - it`s mine

(That`s right) - it`s mine

(That`s yours) - this mine



[B. Stille]

Now ah, when I was a, young man

There was a couple of things poppa put in my head

Never; sit down when ya need to stand

Never; drink down all ya dreams and plans

Poppa, what`s that inside ya glass?

"Don`t do as I do boy, do as I ask"

See ah - do it right if ya gon` do it that fast

and - don`t do it if ya gon` do it half-assed

Well, since then I been an over-achiever

Smoker and drinker, only I would opened my blinkers

And I`m broke, so I guess I gotta choke on my finger

Cuz I need to come up, ah I`m just a dreamer

A hustle schemer, these cops be corrupt like Rupp Arena

Try an bust my weiner, with these court subpeonas - petty misdemeanors

"Boy you ain`t worth..." like student like teacher



[Chorus]

[Chorus Pt. 2 - 2X]



[Skinny DeVille]

Same jeans in the spring that I strut in the fall

No comb, no fade, no nothin at all

I`ll give a finger for the haters and one for the law

Sounds fine, Nappy Roots; a little somethin for y`all

Get a dutch, jump the gultch, then stuff it with straw

Get higher than a motherfucker, deep in the call

Hit the liquor sto`, makin mo`, fifth and I pause

Get love tryna cut, got ya dick and balls

Awww, hell naw then broads at the wall

Big pimpin on a budget, tryna make it the mall

Thank the Lord, for just livin, makin the most

`Scuse me, anybody got change I can borrow?

Dime? Caught a penny tryna get to the mall

Wanna buy me some ice too, slip it and fall

Oops silly me, big nuts and they gone

Didn`t see that shit comin like a truck in the fall



[Chorus]

[Chorus Pt. 2 - 2X]



[R. Prophit]

Lemme hear ya say...

Nappy Roots see ya dawg, all my yeagaz...

It`s that life B, gotta make that choice...

It`s all on you...

Lemme hear ya say...

Lemme hear ya say...

Lemme hear ya say...

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