(feat. Scar)    [Chorus - Scar]  Ain't life grand  You're workin to the bone  You're givin it, then it's gone  You keep on or you don't  Ain't life grand  You're workin to the bone  You're givin it, then it's gone  You keep on or you don't  Ain't life grand    [Verse 1 - Bubba Sparxxx]  Yeah  This is it, put the kids to bed and get your shit  A hit's a hit though, but took I ain't forget this shit  But when we get a hit, we only slack a little bit  But y'all gettin sick of banjos and fiddle shit  I hit a lick with it, but now I'm feelin brand new  It's time to reinvent again and win again  So can you, put on that loop  Split the blunt and food  And send me on my merry like you did my favorite rap group  We outlast and outclass these vagabonds  Dungeon Fam, yeah pass me that baton  See my medicine, as an adolescent one was  Black eyes and Babylon, shit that's what I'm proud I'm from  And What I have become is a major fact that one  They don't mention much, but trust they know that cracker's on  Fuckin believable, believe it dude, please don't let me intrude  Smoke the blunt and eat your food    [Chorus]    [Break - Scar]  You sit and wonder 'bout it  You hope and wish you got it  You try your best to hide it  You'll have to keep from cryin  (Ain't life grand)  One day your on a high then  Next day you wished you died  Folks hate it when you're ballin  They'd rather see you gone    [Verse 2 - Bubba Sparxxx]  This is me man  I just bust, I don't adjust much  To bust what this month left, I'm huff puff  On the hush hush, they'll never touch us  Dis-a-gust the national, that's putt putt  I'm in the Butt Hut, fucked up some wet  Uncut, untucked, tryin help me one up  One OC 8, oh makes me a whole  entirely different type of a-hole  Gotta proper bank roll, betty drop that thing slow  Motherfuckin load the devil thing like it swoll  Same way the Range Rove, same way the Chevrolets  Same way the Cadillacs, how I do it everyday  Bubba K'll never sway, born and bred in GA  I love Troy but it never was no play  It's like my fourhead stacks off a baby put it  They find it stankin in Tennessee, here they wouldn't (find ya, ho)    [Chorus]    [Verse 3 - Bubba Sparxxx]  In conclusion  Listen to me when I'm talkin to you young fella  It's fittin to start rainin, hope you got an umbrella  I'll probably never be a number one seller  Might of been beige, but I never was yella  And when I saw yella, I don't mean yella  As in light skin, I just mean the type when  The beef heighten, get to sprintin right then  Like a herd of bison, when I start riflin  Oh yeah, I will go there  Cause I'm from nowhere and I really don't care  If a pussy wanna stare, then a pussy gon' wear  My hand across the face, when I put it on there  I'm a one in a million, Dungeon affiliate  I brought you the realest shit and a bunch of you feelin it  This gun I will empty it, if the chatter continues  You never did like me, but you had to pretend to  Cause that just what men do when they hear we blew  Thirty million dollars, just as fast as them trees blew  Then how he refueled, and with Big rebooed  This whole fuckin ship for a like a million and three moons (bitch)    [Chorus]    [Break]    [Outro - Scar]  Ain't life grand ...  Ain't life grand ...  Ain't life grand