this is life wake up its real listen to the way i feel as i try to reel in the steel making me peel say they making bills making me sick fool you think ya slick fighting the sick saying you da click click click throwing signs why ya wine looking spineless feeling crimeless but dropping on a dime like da movie sublime they help you past time as i spit ryhmes you do it for the fame or you do it for the glory dont tell no one my story put down ya 40 and put away your shorty i gotta spit the truth let lose like my neck with a noose hanging me out to dry see if i try before i die if i try to grab my bible see if im liable see if im tryable im unstable on my lable trying to stable my cable before the bottom drops hanging heres my greatest fear blood and tears sound filling in my ears you can try and steer but you end up grabbing that beer and say cheers not to worry abot sorrow or wollow while other people follow ya better swallow ya pride its time we stand up for whats right time to put up a fight even though in spight keep walking the tight and narrow until you see denaros coming from your bone marrow looking like a scarecrow the wizard of oz cant help you only god can hes got the plan to help you stand and be your greatest fan hes the man friends droping you and let you choke unreliably spoke saying they ya folks like there ya spokesperson for a minute im gonna win it if i spin it like a dryer with linen ya get clogged up looking fogged up getting dogged on and for all the haters they can keep spitting till their dried up.