| Wise man he once told me
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| Ain’t worth a roll
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| When our wheels keep spinning
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| I guess they broke the mold
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| I don’t know
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| The life I lead is the life of a dog
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| I may have fleas but I run our yard
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| I see those clones looking down on me
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| But unlike those clones this dog is free
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| Oh lord it’s a dogs life
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| Oh lord it’s a dogs life dogs life
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| I’m feeling kinda …
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| It’s bubbling inside me
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| Straight up it’s a dogs life
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| Way way wait
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| Stop that track
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| Lets rewind retrack pull slack and roll back
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| To the days when I hung with G-Mack
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| You got to face facts
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| So relap
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| Yo what about G-Mack?
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| Man it’s homey Elo
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| Man it’s cousin D-Loc
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| Moved into his house
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| And we didn’t wanna be broke
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| So roll some smoke
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| I wrote rymes
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| Decided way back that we had good times
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| And we drank brews
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| We shot booze
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| Both got ladies
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| And broke the rules
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| Whether I snooze my squeeze
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| Clean my slate
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| And like a dog should
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| Yo I pissed on his plate
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| Man I' lovin southern Cali Cali
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| Drinkin brews in the alley
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| Just holding down the stages from Diego to the valley
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| Bustin' up my car
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| We gettin' lifted
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| As I fly goin' big at Snow Valley?
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| Oh lord it’s a dogs life
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| It’s a dogs life
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| Oh lord it’s a dogs life dogs life
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| I’m feeling kinda.
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| It’s bubbling inside me
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| The life I lead is the life of a dog
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| I may have fleas but I run our yard
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| I ain’t no slave to a suit and a tie
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| No ratfaced clone I’ll never be that guy
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| I ain’t caught up in some savage career?
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| I’m living in love lord not in fear I see those clones
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| Looking down on me
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| But unlike those clones I man is free
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| Save the bone for the clones
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| My mentals homegrown
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| I’d rather be myself than live my life like a drone
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| If you got a job here’s what i say
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| You’ll be off to work and I’ll be on my way
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| Skate a pipe or go dirt bike riding
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| You’ll be punching clocks
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| And I’ll be grinding and sliding
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| 50−50 grinds can-cans and knack-knacks
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| It really don’t matter cause I roam with the dog pack
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| Ohla in stylee these make me.
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| My satisfaction when the crowd gets smiley
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| Behind me chanting KottonMouth Kings
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| Throw me on stage busting rymes blowing rings
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| I’m feeling kinda …
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| It’s bubbling inside me
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| Lord have mercy forgive me for my sins
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| I live the dogs life so how do I begin
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| I ain’t never had a dope track to write a dope rap
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| I started with the broke pack
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| Then I handled that
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| No full track to playback
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| Just my ghettoblaster I ball grip with D-Loc
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| Then the mic I master
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| Imagine I go to work on a Monday morning
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| While I contemplate lord what I’m doing
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| I might go surfing or write a song instead
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| I might … or Even go back to bed
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| Or call down to Xland
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| My true bred friend
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| Flash the latest dub from the
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| Too Rude album for you
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| He is the man but me stylin'
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| But then now we’re the KottonMouth Kings up on the
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| Too Rude rythm |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dog's Life (Feat. Too Rude And Dog Boy) , by - Kottonmouth Kings. Song from the album Greatest Highs, in the genre Поп