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