Lyrics:

Sittin up all night trying to have a good time singing my songs and trying to get paid

Ive been roughed up beat up Ive been cut I got a tattoo at a tender age

Never could respect a sheriff trying to break my neck with a few friends and a can of mace

Born on the south side with alot of rebel pride raised alot of hell in my younger days



Hey I cant help what I say

I could be right I could be wrong

It just might hurt but it makes me strong



If the shoe fits wear it

If the truth hurts bear it

Well thats the kind of life Im living and I plan on living long

Its a hard road to choose

Being good and paying dues

But thats the kind of life Im living and I plan on living long



Running hard running free never gonna catch me driving too fast on a black top road

Loaded up hammered back I'll smack you with my tire jack you better walk away before I carry you home

Passing my pig sty sleeping where the dogs lie anywhere I go is where I call my home

Been stoned been straight been to hell and heavens gate I got thrown out when they said I didnt belong



Hey I just keep movin on

I could be right I could be wrong

It just might hurt but it makes me strong



If the shoe fits wear it

If the truth hurts bear it

Well thats the kind of life Im living and I plan on living long

Its a hard road to choose

Being good and paying dues

But thats the kind of life Im living and I plan on living long