| Yeah I’ma waste away my life cause I really don’t care
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| Jump every bump in my truck, all tires in the air
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| Accepting every dare, leap off a cliff, fuck yeah
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| And if you wanna get em up, I hope you’re commin prepared
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| Cause I ain’t backin down from shit, I’m a pit in a dog fight
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| Ear’s snipped, smellin blood, and my jaws is clamp tight
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| Around your neck, I’m 'bout to wreck shop, fuck you and your pops
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| And if the cops get involved, then they gonna get dropped
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| Stay the fuck out of my business, just leave me alone
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| I live my life how I want, when I want, I’m full grown
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| And I’m gettin fed up with all these rules and regulations
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| Sixty-five on the highway, nope I’d rather be racin'
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| So fuck the population, fuck the laws they creatin'
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| I feel it’s an invasion to get arrested for blazin'
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| I feel it’s time to give up, start livin how I want
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| Cause in the blink of an eye, you’re whole life could be gone
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| We’ll probably waste away and pay this price for livin- Your probably gonna
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| miss us when were dead and were gone- We don’t see yesterday tomorrows in our
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| vision we take it to the limit and we keep movin on' Pushin Limits
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| I goin all out until my dyin day
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| I don’t care the police give a fuck what they say
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| I’m stayin blazed everyday all day
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| Doin my thing braken
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| Law’s I don’t a bay
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| Theirs no turning back
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| And their not gonna stop me
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| I stay stealth like armed robberies
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| When you play the game
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| You gotta be prepared
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| You can’t be afraid
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| You can’t be scared
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| To throw your fist in they air
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| And gett’em up on sight
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| Size don’t matter
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| It’s the facted that you fight
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| You get respected on top or the bottom
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| Even if you get knocked out
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| Or your clocken
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| Get the hell on
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| Stay out my matha fuckin face
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| I’m down for my shit
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| D-Loc don’t play
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| I got one thing to say
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| Weather you like it or not I do what I do
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| We’ll probably waste away and pay this price for livin- Your probably gonna
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| miss us when were dead and were gone- We don’t see yesterday tomorrows in our
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| vision we take it to the limit and we keep movin on' Pushin Limits
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| I wanna get faded tonight lit with my crew blitzed stoned and puke eat me some
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| shrooms spit on a cop tell him fuck you ' get my dick sucked fuck on the roof '
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| blow all my cash and just do what I do'
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| We’ll probably waste away and pay this price for livin- Your probably gonna
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| miss us when were dead and were gone- We don’t see yesterday tomorrows in our
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| vision we take it to the limit and we keep movin on' Pushin Limits |