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I do it for the people waking up to early crack of dawn Rips in our jeans, put the pot of black coffee on Look into the mirror wishing for a better day at least Can't afford a house so they struggle just to rent a lease Tattoos on my body, no shirt, still I'm wearing sleeves Contractors, landscapers, bills like a pile of leaves Negativity just trying to reign up on my reckless skin Pray to God before we sleep, we always stay committing sins I'm asking for forgiveness even though I don't deserve it Man, this crazy way of life, I don't think that we'll ever learn it But we try to stand strong, make it 24 hours All to feed the kids and clothe 'em, love 'em, give 'em all the shower We got murder in the news, do you got a gun beside your bed? White is the stripes, blue days, blood is always red Government is acting like we love a game of Simon Says But I ain't buying shit, put some taxes on them adjectives
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Cigarette smoking just to take away a little stress Additives inside 'em just to kill you quicker, dude I bet People always take me as a idiotic piece of shit But I'm a old soul, this ain't first time I've made life regrets Reincarnation, son, nobody knows my glory 'Cause when I was only 4 I was explaining war stories Yeah, this life ain't shit, except of all of what you make it What is you when you're you, when you strip butt naked 'Cause my roots are in a small town, I won't ever bog down Always love a sip Jack and kicking up that Cheatham ground And when I'm dead and gone one day I'll be back 'Cause a spirit like mine don't get lost in pitch black I'm a man of many mystery, I'm surfing throughout history Just trying to find a purpose on a reason why I co-exist And if I ever found it it was in 1991 Nashville, Tennessee, born in a hailstorm
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