Raised a lot of hell in my younger days
Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on living long
I've been cut I got a tattoo at a tender age
Loaded up, hammered back I'll smack you with my tire jack
Hey, I can't help what I say
I've been roughed up beat up I
It just might hurt but it makes me strong
Yeah, it's a hard road to choose, being good and paying dues
You better walk away before I carry you home
Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on living long
Anywhere I go is where I call my home
Been stoned, been straight, been to hell and heavens gate
But that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on living long
I could be right, I could be wrong
But that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on living long
It just might hurt but it makes me strong
Passing my pig sty sleeping where the dogs lie
Never could respect a sheriff trying to break my neck
I got thrown out when they said I didn't belong
Driving too fast on a black top road
Born on the south side with a lot of rebel pride
I could be right, I could be wrong
Hey, I just keep movin' on
Yeah, it's a hard road to choose being good and paying dues
With a few friends and a can of mace
Running hard, running free, never gonna catch me
If the shoe fits, wear it and if the truth hurts, bear it
Well, if the shoe fits, wear it and if the truth hurts, bear it
