Verse 1: This American dream/ American nightmare/ We’re all just visitors/ like we own a timeshare/ We camp in the front yards/ barbeques with lawn chairs/ We don’t do high fashions/ and shop in the Mayfair/ We shop at them swap meets/ and Dollar Generals/ We cut corners/ just to keep our losses minimal/ Used to keep a weed sac/ stashed by my genitals/ Now I gotta prescription/ legal and medical/ Flask of Jack/ in my back/ pocket maybe fireball/ Every morning hung over/ Gatorade and Tylenol/ Chapstick for cottonmouth/ Visine for eyeballs/ Sanitizer for shakin’ hands/ cans of Lysol/ Dudes are straight pussy/ need some Midol/ I always take the first pitch even if it’s a fastball/ The industry loves nobody/ you can be blackballed/ And if my P.O. asks/ tell him I hang drywall/   Chorus (2x) This American Dream/ American nightmare/ No one wanna live broke we wanna be millionares/ This American Dream/ American Classic/ Land of the free / this American magic/ Verse 2:  The American Dream/ American nightmare/ Quit actin’ like you’re lookin’ for me/ I’ve been right here/ Gotta need for speed/ top gun top gear/ Cooler in the back/ lotta dabs n lotta beer/ Me I don’t drink em’/ I prefer something harder/ That burns when it goes down/ I get that from my father/ Designate a driver if you can’t stay sober/ I learned that the hard way when the cops pulled me over/ Nowhere California/ here to Bakersfield/ We drive around buckets/ with cracks in our windshield/ Paint job pealin’/ like it’s fresh out the battlefield/ Feudin’ with our neighbors like McCoys and the Hattfields/ Life really don’t stop/ world don’t stand still/ From a man to a monster/ I’m back to a man still/ I can’t feel my face/ Dude I can’t feel/ I just need to sleep it off/ like it’s no big deal/   Chorus (2x) Verse 3: This American Dream/ this American myth/ Made in the USA on some American shit/ Speakers so loud they make a stadium shift/ ’m just livin’ in this house/ that Shady’s done built/ A white boy rapper/ been spittin’ since the 90’s/ 2 thousand whatever now/ I’m still out here and grindin’/ I don’t feel old/ I just feel aged/ Like whiskey or wine though/ like in a good way/ Grown folk shit/ I’m better and I’m wiser/ I still got love though/ I never lost the fire/ I’m down to my last penny/ I’m down to the wire/ College dropout show me the money like Jerry Macguire/ Skills don’t expire/ we only get better with time/ Mind on the music/ and my music on my mind/ Adjust the bass and treble/ leave the past behind/ I’m a risk taker Daredevil like I’m blind/ Chorus (2x)

(Chorus) A little smile/ a little bit of moonshine/ Little music/ we gon have a good time/ A few laughs/ few beers and good food/ Friday night/ nothing but a good mood/ A little smile/ a little bit of moonshine/ Little music/ we gon have a good time/ A few laughs/ few beers and good food/ Friday night/ nothing but a good mood/   Verse 1: Got home from the game/ we won the homecoming/ We havin’ a bonfire/ no need to go a clubbin’/ Them girlies dressin’ down/ them Betties look stunning/ Billy’s drunk already/ walkin’ ‘round and stumblin’/ Throw some meat on the grill/ throw some wood on that fire/ If you’re hangin’ with us tonight/ you’d best to be a shiner/ But as a reminder/ none of us are here to fight/ Just a/ small town on a Friday night/ If you feelin’ frisky/ ‘go start a mosh pit/ Freestylin’ in the back/ the fields smell like horse shit/ The trailer park’s a rockin’/ the other team forfeit/ We all about peace / leave your conflict/ We all got the muchies/ smokin’ homegrown/ Put away your agendas/ and them cell phones/ We got good music/ got good people/ Got a lot to live for/ and the right to live illegal/ (Chorus)  Verse 2: Jenny’s dressed up in her best pair of sweatpants/ Davey’s drunk/ and tryin’ to do a handstand/ Todd had too many/ he’s runnin’ around in his underpants/ Heather’s yellin’ at the DJ/ to play “Bands A Make Her Dance”/ We got romance/ and mason jars/ Plenty of herb/ the homie just brought a jar/ If u get too drunk/ sleep in your car/ I got two DUI’s/ I guess you live and learn/ We just live and laugh/ as this world turns/ And we all getting’ faded/ watchin’ the fire burn/ We got no clock/ homie leave your watch/ And no one’s messin’ with us/ no not even the cops/ If they come/ we’ll just offer them a drink/ And maybe a smoke too/ well what do y’all think/ What’s the worst they could do/ right back to the drunk tank/ My friends’ll bail me out now/ ain’t that great?/ (Chorus)   Verse 3: It’s a small town/ Friday night/ We’re getting’ lit/ to them bonfire lights/ None of us got diamonds/ but still shine bright/ And I may be hood famous/ but I hate the limelight/ Under them trailer park skies/ trailer park nights/ Johhny’s get drunk/ just lookin’ for a fight/ And I probably shouldn’t/ but I know that I might/ ‘Cause I’m all about that bass I ain’t about that hype/ Poor white trash/ but we ain’t all white/ And I’m thinkin’ that I won’t/ but who knows I might/ All about good vibes/ stoned gettin’ high/ And me a rude boy/ ya I’m a rude guy/ You’re welcome to stay/ I got that “two ply”/ She says that she won’t/ but I know that she might/ Stay over/ and get funky in the trailer/ And finish off the night with another glass of that “Sailor”/ (Chorus)

Verse 1: Grave digger/ I lived life stoned on liquor/ Always was the underdog/ like the LA Clippers/ Belly starvin’/ and all I had was a Snickers/ Been walkin’ too damn long/ my feet are blistered/ It’s the longest winter/ there’s snow into April/ Nothing to do/ but chop up weed up on the kitchen table/ Life can be merry/ but every life is fatal/ And I can no longer speak/ my lips are stapled/ I was willin’ and able but couldn’t find an honest job/ My homie finally did and ended up bein’ robbed/ So we resort to crime/ and thievin’ as a worst case/ Locked up on my 21st birthday/ Got caught packin’ weed in my suitcase/ But ya’ll dudes would probably like jail/ ya’ll some fruitcakes/ Dig my grave shallow/ so I can feel the rain/ And wash away my sins/ and all of my pain/ Chorus: Grave digger/ could you dig my grave shallow/ And bury me in the sun/ I’m afraid of shadows/ Grave digger/ I wanna feel the rain/ And whatever’s left still/ nothin’s the same/ Grave digger/ could you dig my grave shallow/ And bury me in the sun/ I’m afraid of shadows/ Grave digger/ I wanna feel the rain/ And whatever’s left still/ nothin’s the same/   Verse 2: And gravedigger/ I try not to stay bitter/ We all live and learn and die and we stay hungry/ And we work every day but that don’t guarantee money/ And just because there’s bees that don’t guarantee honey/ Gin and rummy/ dead man’s hand/ We out here livin’ in this “No Man’s Land”/ Ace’s and Eights/ you either play or fold/ Throw them cards down/ and stay or hold/ Out on the open road/ and open places/ More hell to raise/ and many new faces/ More hearts to break/ and souls to take/ And the Reaper is a comin’ no matter how much you make/ Can’t buy him off/ can’t make him a deal/ Hell I’m almost in my mid 30’s and I’m broke still/ Don’t ask me for answers/ cause I don’t know/ Just please gravedigger/ dig this grave low/ (Chorus) Bridge: Gravedigger/ when you dig my grave/ Could you make it shallow?/ So I/ can fell/ the rain/ Gravedigger/ (Chorus)

(Verse 1) And we’re howlin’ at the moon/ firewater light up the room/ A hot day in June/ don’t worry if winter’s comin’ soon/ It don’t get too cold/ but it does get too hot/ And when it does/ we hop up in them Chevys and shake the spot/ Route 66/ 246/ highway 101/ B’ball courts/ on windy days playin’ one on one/ A little dab’ll do ‘ya/ or maybe two or three dabs/ Got myself sober/ that was one hell of a relapse/ Relax/ got it all under control/ King of the area/ top of the totem pole/ I never was little/ but now I’m really Big Ty/ Even my grandma/ refers to me by big guy/ Everything supersized/ nothing little/ Central California we’re just out here in the middle/ So riddle me this/ no riddle me that really/ Quit clownin’ around/ Trix are for kids silly/   (Chorus) Howlin’ at the full moon/ Firin’ off that six shooter/ loadin’ up/ Revin’ up that Chevy motor/ Howlin’ at the full moon/ Keep another in the holster/ Poor White Trash outta nowhere California/ (Verse 2) And we drink that firewater/ down the pipe through a mason jar/ Washed down with some herb/ don’t trip it’s medical/ Got work boots and accounts on Massroots/ Wrong place wrong time/ my chest full of stab wounds/ I’m bad news/ don’t let your babies be white trash/ They never stay home and their lives/ are like a car crash/ Head on collision/ straight on incision/ crooked intrusions/ Fuck this whole world/ no winnin’ from losin’/ And we find this shit amusin’/ this life is a game to us/ Ask me my name/ I go by/ that Big Tycoonius/ Go ahead and follow us now/ follow the leader/ Don’t make me go home/ and unlock up the heater/ I sport wife beaters/ even at night time/ You’re old news hoe/ I’m on tonight’s nightline/ Its gametime/ 4-3-2/ Oh your Poor White Trash/ well guess what?/ Me too/   (Chorus) (Verse 3) We gonna/ howl at the moon/ shoot out the lights/ It’s a/ small town/ on a Saturday night/ And we know/ wrong and right/ but homie them are blurred lines/ Not like Robin Thicke/ I’ve heard that shit more than a few times/ It’s noontime/ moonshine/ down with the lunch chime/ We’re howlin’ at the moon and then retreat into the sunshine/ We were once the punchline/ now the jokes on you/ We can’t go back now/ not even if we want to/ We’ve gone through hell and came back on the Other Side/ We went through Heaven but I wasn’t that girls lover boy/ I tried to settle down/ but Lone Ranger’s are always lonely/ Fuck life/ fuck love/ it’s me and the homies/ And you may think that you know me/ But you don’t know the half of it/ I’m shootin’ in the pitch black/ hopin’ not to do damages/ I’m paintin’ canvases/ all black and red/ And I’m writin’ this rhyme/ with a pistol to my head/ (Chorus)

(Chorus) Bald Heads/ Piercings/ Pony Tails/ Beards/ Please Don’t Stop/ Drive Through Here/ Tattoos/ Cut Offs/ Chains/ Bandanas/ New Era Hats and My Granddaddy’s Flannel/ (Verse 1) It’s the Night of the Livin’ Dead/ All I’m seein’ is Black and Red/ 2:30 in the afternoon/ wish I was back in bed/ They call me a maniac/ bi-polar/ sick in the head/ I’m just a fat dude/ I’m just in need of some meds/ Had a pony tail/ straight to chrome dome/ Got my first tat at 17/ before a cell phone/ Rode my first bike/ in 1995/ They tried to kill me a few times/ Guess what/ Still alive/ Son of Anarchy/ playin’ life like Jeopardy/ These valley chicks are stuck up bitches like Shannen Doherty/ Just give me a trailer park bitch/ pay my lot fee/ Fuck the police/ I’ll always get away Scott-Free/ Me and my homies/ ya me and my posse/ I’m Poor White Trash but/ bitch I ain’t no Nazi/ Freefallin’ like Tom Petty/ goin’ kamikaze/ A suicide bomber/ straight up killin’ ‘em softly/ (Chorus) (Verse 3) Bald heads and tattoos/ we’re Poor White Trash/ Cigarettes and sticky green/ of course white flash/ Can’t get a job/ they got me typecast/ A crazy ass cracker/ but I ain’t no Jackass/ Channel 9/ 9pm on the broadcast/ I drink whiskey out the bottle/ fuck a wineglass/ A real American Idol/ tell Ryan Seacrest/ Take that down/ let that digest/ We be the baddest of the baddest/ the cream of the crop/ Leavin’ em speechless/ to where they breathe then stop/ White trash/ no money/ still can’t be bought/ So don’t even holler/ or whistle like a teapot/ Who’s hot who’s not/ you finish the rest/ You fucked with our brother/ now come fuck with the best/ I came into this game clean/ left it as a mess/ Poor White Trash/ tatted across my chest/ (Chorus 2x) (Verse 3) There’s strength in numbers/ roll deep for protection/ That’s on the real though/ you won’t catch me slippin’/ I been there before/ got stabbed in my back/ Literally/ figuratively/ I’m still mad at my man/ You learn quick/ life’s a one man band/ No bail when you’re locked up/ no one collectin’ cans/ I’m getting’ to old age/ it’s getting’ hard to stand/ But I been there before/ here I go again/ Merry Go Round/ this life’s a carousel/ We all wanna floss shit/ like it’s show and tell/ And life ticks by fast/ but feels slow as hell/ They wanna bring you down/ make you feel overwhelmed/ But pass a joint/ drink that glass down/ Listen to your elders boy/ sit that ass down/ This ain’t no joke/ comin’ from the Class Clown/ And their ain’t no chaser/ It’s supposed to burn when it goes down/ (Chorus)

Verse I: I couldn’t say goodbye/ since day one you had my eye/ Started fuckin’ with you/ in 1995/ I tried to leave/ and you begged me to stay/ The drive home playin’ Lynard Skynard all the way Getting stoned/ high as fuck/ a lotta liquor on the way/ Had me drinkin’ all alone/ Mr. Go away/ Poppin’ ‘X’ and doin’ shrooms/ Off to see the Wizard on our way/ Writin’ rhymes at work/ rhymin’ really does pay/ Goin’ on dates/ bandanas and sweatpants/ Ya I love you babe/ but we never ever hold hands/ Me and you/ gotta Love and Hate relationship/ Every time I think I’m close you fuck me up and quit/ Sleepin’ over in the studio/ Day old liquor tastes like shit/ Sleepin’ in my clothes/ You brought me hoes but they ain’t shit/ I got myself a good girl I really must admit/ This is my life/ you either leave it or you love it/ Verse II: And when we’re out in public/ people do stare/ Like I’m a sideshow or I got blue hair/ I just wanna chill and eat/ do some Sudoku/ But people walk up/ recognize me from YouTube/ I mean it’s cool and all/ and I appreciate the love/ But maybe download my album/ buy it what the fuck?/ You know how much I sell/ the word is “zero”/ Been rhymin’ before it was okay to be white I was a weirdo/ Got called a wigga/ by anyone and everyone/ Fuck you too bitches/ you don’t gotta show me love/ Mixin’ Rap and Rock/ before it was cool/ Less soundin’ Limp Bizkit/ and more like Tool/ Mixin’ country and hip hop/ pushin’ music to the borderline/ Country-rap sucks/ ask Florida Georgia line/ And this ain’t hick-hop/ me and you together are beautiful/ Got our own thing/ turntables and power tools/   Verse III: And we got our own thing/ you don’t care what I look like/ Covered in tats/ fat fuck smokin’ Marlboro lights/ Haven’t shaved in days/ lookin’ like a mountain man/ Don’t ask for much/ just a notebook and a fountain pen/ Over and over again we get the same dilemma/ I’m getting too old/ maybe we should just split up/ I’m a work a real job/ go back to doin’ chin ups/ Maybe get another girl this one could be a pin up/ I’ma go and marry her and never sign a pre-nup/ Go to church every Sunday and pray to the Lord Jesus/ Just to prove to you/ that I’m better without you/ Who am I foolin’/ don’t want no one else since I found you/ When I’m out/ all my friends do is talk about you/ You loved me as a thief/ and now I’m just a scoundrel/ We’ve come a long way/ and we’ve got a way to go/ And ever since I found you/ I’ll never let you go/

Verse I: My parents say I should be thankful/ for them I am forever grateful/ But here I am in Hell/ starin’ at these strange people/ My friends are see through/ but backstabbers bleed too/ It’s been forever since I’ve last felt peaceful/ They say what would Jesus do?/ The fuck if I know/ I do know/ that the Devil sells high/ and buys low/ I know they’re watchin’ me Doc/ wherever I go/ I’m stockin’ up on ammo/ for the Devil’s arrival/ I’m runnin’ round takin’ chances/ avoidin’ mouse traps/ We built this country with our hands/ We want our house back/ They’re callin’ me paranoid/ I don’t know about that/ How many people you know/ Have really been stabbed in the back?/ And not the kind/ an apology makes go away/ I’m talkin’ the kind/ that ends with a Hospital stay/ But when the cats are gone/ The dogs are gonna play/ And when I got nothin’ else left/ I guess I’ll finally pray/ Chorus: Be thankful for what you got/ But more so for what you don’t/ It’s a Small World/ Somebody’s gotta go/ And only an Outlaw knows/ Where an Outlaw goes/ Verse II: And my heads hurtin’/ game’s over it’s closed curtains/ Fade to black/ this here is a closed service/ Closed casket/ but Thank You for askin’/ I don’t want nobody to see my tears/ remember me laughin’/ Remember me/ whiskey glass and Marlboro Lights/ Remember me for wild nights and bar fights/ Remember me/ as a lover and a father/ If no one else remembers me I hope at least my daughters/ Will keep a memory/ of my piece of American History/ Good ol’ boy/ gone bad/ Most do eventually/ I don’t want no sympathy/ that ship has sailed/ I am the hitch hiker/ and I’m settin’ my sails/ I’ve done seen homeless nights and I seen nights in jail/ I’ve seen true love and lost it/ because the liquor prevailed/ I’ve seen high and seen low/ Been high and been sober/ Smokin’ by myself/ The lonely loner/ Chorus

Verse I: This is Your Brain on Drugs/ this is the rain before the mud/ If I could go back I’d change some things/ Like what I thought was once Love/ Drinkin’ ‘til I pass out/ tellin’ girls to break that ass out/ Too many times/ got caught with my pants down/ Mild mannered Bruce/ turned into Hulk Smash now/ Takin ecstasy pills/ weed/ and acid tabs down/ Can’t remember this morning/ much less last night/ When I’m drunk/ I’m an ass/ Let me apologize/ They say the liquor brings out the truth/ it’s mainly a lie/ The liquor brings things/ I don’t feel in my right frame of mind/ American Dream/ Good Boy Gone Bad/ Out in the front yard drinkin’ till I can’t stand/ Fuck thousand dollar Scotch I’ll take a ‘nug’ and a Tall Can/ Bury me/ with them things when I’m laid in my coffin/ From a man to a monster/ mama that’s my mantra/ Everything is better with some Liquor and some Ganja/ Chorus: This is Your Brain on Drugs/ About to Self Destruct/ What is Really Ain’t/ And What is/ Never Was/ This is Your Brain on Drugs/ Watch em Fry in a Skillet/ And I Regret Nothing But Every Minute/   Verse II: This is Your Brain on Drugs/ scrambled like 80’s cable/ Anything past Channel 30 especially HBO/ Everything was Black and White/ and then came in the color/ And everything is easy until you take on a lover/ ‘Cause one day she’s gonna leave you/ but that bottle won’t/ And if it does pick up another and rekindle the hope/ Mixed with a pack of Smokes/ make any day brighter/ Down to smoke anything/ I supply the lighter/ I’m feelin’ the effects now/ I’m feeling the fire/ Heart Beating Too Fast/ and I’m Down to the Wire/ That Charlie Brown downtown goes to the highest buyer/ Opening up ‘Doors’/ “we couldn’t get any higher”/ You’re actin’ stupid/ and I know you’re none the wiser/ I’m lookin for this place Underground I found it on a flyer/ Losin’ my grip/ I need to hold on tighter/ And I’m a let her do her thing/ and just Pray she’s not a ‘biter’/ Chorus (2x)   Verse III: This is your brain on drugs/ so homie “C’est La Vie”/ We drink our whiskey straight/ we don’t do Hennessy/ Have a drink on me/ maybe 10 or 11/ Till we’re Shit Faced Drunk/ on the toilet like Devin/ I am legend/ put it in my pipe and smoke it/ I don’t do Coke/ but I got some friends that love it/ One thing I do love/ a big Fuckin’ mind trip/ Smoke and drink by my damn self/ no sidekick/ Best way to get faded’s/ Bonfire and Tri-Tip/ Outta body experiences/ like a Psychic/ I’m out on a road trip/ hitchhiking the country/ I got some Good Green/ I don’t need me no money/ I got some shine/ and a little Brass Monkey/ I don’t smoke crack/ so I ‘cannot be a junkie’/ Just a high school flunkie/ feelin’ his way out/ Grateful Dead faithful/ Dude “I’m Way Out”/ Chorus 

Verse I: I Hurt myself/ I Lost myself/ Paid my Dues and Paid the Cost myself/ Fell Overboard/ then I couldn’t stop myself/ Screamin’ for help/ but Misery Loves Company/ I may have brought you down too/ and for that my Apologies/ It’s too late to Apologize/ I don’t expect Forgiveness/ I’m a Sinner/ I’m a Sin Again can I get a Witness?/ It’s nobody but me/ and my Best Friends Business/ Been laid up in Hospital beds/ after bein’ beaten senseless/ Desperado/ Lay Down Your Defenses/ We all want the Good Life with them White Picket Fences/ But more often than not/ we’re left with the Left Overs/ Wakin’ up every Sunday Morning/ with a Hangover/ As kids we used to play Soldiers/ Never knowin’ what were fightin’/ Go Home/ take a nap/ and then go fight some more/ And now as Adults/ we live at the Liquor Store/ And never leave the Country/ Much Less See Singapore/ Verse II:  And I Hurt myself/ the Damage Done/ Drank/ couldn’t manage None/ Played the game too long/ Consequences came at Once/ That’s the way it/ the way it was/ Threw it away for a chance at Love/ One day/ the Devil Come’s Collectin’ Up/ I couldn’t never get enough/ everything in excess/ Whiskey in my Corn Flakes/ Fucked up for Breakfast/ My tragedy written down/ in words like ‘Macbeth’/ Only care for me/ and my Own Damn Interests/ Livin’ Life on the Edge/ Livin’ Life Relentless/ Never Had a Hit/ But Many ‘a’ Misses/ Never carin’ ‘bout Tomorrow/ tryin’ to make it through the Day/ We all/ stray off the path/ that don’t mean we lose our way/ We throw it all away/ for a bit of the feelin’/ What’s Life if we lost our way and if we lost our Meaning?/ Somebody wake me up/ ‘cause I gotta be Dreaming/ My heart may be beatin’/ but I’m Hurt and barely breathing/ Verse III:  And I hurt myself today/ and I ran out of words to say/ Forgot to pack a jacket and its cold in the Month of May/ I picked the Liquor up as soon as I put the Blounts away/ I left Home too early/ you could call me a Runaway/ I used to say that there’d come a day/ when it all would be simple/ We thought we had it all down when we put out “Sikamental”/ But/ Karma is a Bitch don’t even keep that shit around you/ Never surround yourself with people that only doubt you/ Instead I kept them ‘Yes Men’/ and kept me from progressin’/ The Pen is Mightier than the Sword/ and Words are Weapons/ How long before I get there/ and how far is Heaven/ How long can I keep goin/ without havin’ a Confession?/ I Hurt myself today just to see if I still feel/ These dudes are out for blood/ ya they’re out to Kill Bill/ We Live and We Learn/ but this Life is the Real Deal/ I felt pain this morning/ GodDammit I Still Will/

Verse I: The Tears of a Clown/ Sometimes/ Can be the best medicine/ We hit Rock Bottom/ Then the light goes on like Thomas Edison/ We cannot stay relevant/ For more than a few years/ Either people stand to clap/ Or they stand to jeer/ And that ain’t rare/ So many just Follow the Leader/ They see their friends actin’ tough/ So they too go and get a Heater/ But you Better Watch Out/ She’s a Man Eater/ Why you think they call them Catfish/ She’s a bottom feeder/ And when I tried to leave her/ She did not Take it Easy/ And I ain’t lyin’ at all/ I Swear to you with this Pinkie/ She’ll make a Grown Man Cry/ Life’ll Make a Clown Cry/ Waitin for Jesus to Come/ Stuck on Stand-By/ And I never Ask Why/ to each his own/ And Heavy is the Head/ that Sits on this Throne/ Signin’ off/ No Apologies/ Yours Truly/ He is the Punchline it’s his God Given Duty/ Chorus:  The Tears of a Clown/ Fake Smiles Get Erased/ They Come to Laugh/ And Watch Him Fall on his Face/ The Tears of a Clown/ All Alone After the Show/ He’s Tired of the Highway/ And the Life on the Road/ The Tears of a Clown/ Fake Smiles Get Erased/ They Come to Laugh/ And Watch Him Fall on his Face/ The Tears of a Clown/ All Alone After the Show/ He’s Tired of the Highway/ And the Life on the Road/   Verse II: The Tears of a Clown when the Show Comes ‘Round/ Turn that frown upside down/ Sink or Swim and he just might Drown/-- No better time to shed a tear than Right Now/ Take a Time Out/ And go rethink your options/ Count your Wins/ And your Losses/ Never break/ Use a Comma/ Really all about Karma/ What goes around goes/ And people come to laugh/ Ya they come to see a Show/ So put on your best face/ And step up in that Ring/ Ain’t that Real Life?/ It’s the American Dream/ And we/ Abuse credit and live beyond our means/ But when we Roll up in the Spot/ We like to Roll up Clean/ We avoid Blue Jeans/ and Blue Collar work/ They say get an education and experience first/ Nevertheless/ Never the Worse/ We try and try and Fail/ Live straight our whole life/ but still can’t Pay our Bills/ The Tears of a Clown/ But only when no one’s lookin’/ And the Tears are Real/ The Proof is in the Puddin’/ Chorus: Verse III:  The Tears of a Clown/ Never Stop/ Ring Around the Big Top/ Everybody’s come to laugh they don’t wanna see a Big Flop/ Either they want Rock/ Or they want Hip Hop/ They don’t want ‘em both together/ Fuck it though/ I know better/ They really don’t want clever/ they want ‘catchy and dumb’/ “Dumb it Down Tycoon”/ Make Music for Everyone/ Make Music for the Clubs/ Hell Make Music for the Thugs/ Make Music for the Ladies/ Make Music for Makin’ Love/ I Make Music for Me/ If you don’t like it then ‘Boo Hoo’/ Tears never stopped this Clown/ Why would they stop you?/ I’ve been at this for Twenty/ And man that’s Plenty/ I think it’s about time/ I say ‘Show Me the Money’/ But Compromise No/ And Tears Dry Slow/ When people get High/ It’s normally because they’re Low/ And right from the Get-Go/ We know what we’re In For/ Just cuz this a Show/ Don’t mean its not to Live For/

Verse I: We cut like a Razor/ Cut like a Knife/ And we know we ain’t livin’ right/ But we hold on tight with all our might/ And get ahold of what we got left inside/ Jealousy/ is Foolish Pride/ What’s left on that Starry Night/ Keep a Rosary right by our side/ and get ready for the Final Fight/ By the Moonlight/ While we’re Howlin’ at the Moon/ Always up to something came from nothin’/ They called me Tycoon/ I grew into Royalty/ Nothing over Loyalty/ This is Reality/ Bring in the Cavalry/ Bring in the Army/ Bring in the Infantry/ Eastwood-Style/ Kid Stay Off My Property/ I put it down/ but the Bottle is a callin’ me/ I Fall Down if I Pick it Up/ Live Life Good and Live it Up/ Back on the Horse/ Man Saddle Up/ And Ride Again/ Angels learnin’ to Fly again/ Back to that Foolish Pride again/ And we never want to lose/ we try to win/ Life is all of Mice and Men/ I’ll be on my way/ Get back on the horse and ride away/ It’s that time of day/ Retreat to Myself in my Hideaway/ And Heaven’s still a Mile Away/ We Live and we Learn/ If it don’t affect us we’re not concerned/ Court’s adjourned/ The date’s confirmed/ What’s Success if it’s not Earned?/ Chorus:   We Only Live and Learn/ But We Forget/ Tryin to Remember/ Who We Are and Where We’ve Been/ We Only Live and Learn/ It Makes No Sense/ Tryin’ to Forget/ Before the Consequences Sink In/ We Only Live and Learn/ But We Forget/ Tryin to Remember/ Who We Are and Where We’ve Been/ We Only Live and Learn/ It Makes No Sense/ Tryin’ to Forget/ Before the Consequences Sink In/ Verse II:  And We Live and Learn and Try Not to Fail/ Never Kiss and Tell if you’re livin’ well/ Can’t tell if this is Heaven or Hell/ So I’m throwin’ dreams into a Wishin’ Well/ And them Nightmares ain’t sittin’ well/ So I try to make a change/ But you can’t even begin to win/ Until you Play the Game/ Gotta know the rules/ and Gotta Know the Name/ Gotta learn to just shut off your Brain/ Dumb it Down/ to Live it Up/ Who’s got two thumbs and don’t give a Fuck?/ That’d be me/ you know the name/ To Hell with the Money and the Fame/ I do it for the Love and for the Music/ The Deep Bass and the Acoustics/ Garages and Basements/ And those Bedknobs and Broomsticks/ I was that Cool Dude in the corner chewin’ a toothpick/ Tryin' to go Worldwide/ Cali to Massachusetts/ These sounds/ are like Therapeutic/ Bangin’ out the Back of a Buick/ Or a Chevy/ Rev that Engine/ Freedom of Speech/ First Amendment/ You Live and Learn and Grow/ And people come to see a Show/ Pump Them Brakes and Drive Real Slow/ Just so that you can be seen/ And live every Moment that is the Real American Dream/ Chorus

Verse I: I always wear my Sunglasses/ like I was a blind man/ Might’a gone blind though/ from too many Tall Cans/ Stand 6’2/ but I really ain’t a Tall Man/ Gamblin’ Man/ on my way to Laughlin/ Who you gonna call man?/ Who’s got your back?/ the man in Sunglasses the Man in Black/ Ask for Big Ty/ the Man that’s Fat/ And even though I tried/ I Never Pushed a Lac/ But I had a Used Chevy/ that I rolled out my mind/ Like Chevy Chase left my ‘Community’ behind/ Then things got heavy/ ended up doin’ Time/ But ask about me now/ and I’ll say I’m Doin’ Fine/ But that’s a Fuckin’ Lie/ Don’t you Quote That/ And When I Die/ Roll me up and Smoke That/ Poor White Trash/ Covered in Tats/ And I like Whiskey straight/ and the Finest Grass/ That Cali Homegrown/ you can Kiss My Ass/ Rollin home/ on my Harley/ Ol’ Lady on the Back/ Used to call me ‘Em ‘cause I was White and I Rap/ But that’s a Compliment/ Nowhere to go after that/   Chorus: Sunset/ Nighttime/ Dudes Still Don’t Wanna See Me Shine/ We’ve Gone Way Past that Borderline and I--/ (I wear my Sunglasses at night) Sunrise/ Nightfall/ Dudes Still Don’t Wanna See Me Ball/ Prayin’ to the Dear Lord for my Downfall and I--/ (I wear my Sunglasses at night) Sunset/ Nighttime/ Wear Sunglasses Just Like I Was Blind/ Always keep a pokerface on mine and I--/ (I wear my Sunglasses at night) Sunrise/ nightfall/ Dudes Need a Lawyer/ They ‘Better Caul Saul’/ Stuck Somewhere Between Heaven and Hell and I--/ (I wear my Sunglasses at night) Verse II: And I wear my Sunglasses even in the Darkness/ In the court room when I’m fightin charges/ I’m an old dude/ Slow and Lathargic/ And these young kids don’t know who ‘Charles in Charge’ is/ Off in the Moshpit inciting a Riot/ Poor White Trash/ I Could Never Stay Silent/ That shit you’re sellin/ I ain’t tryin to buy it/ And I lost my mind/ and I ain’t tryin to find it/ Off in the Nut House/ Off Yellin’ ‘Fuck’ Loud/ Kicked me out that bitch/ Cause I wouldn’t put my Blount out/ This is the Fun House/ Complete with Killer Clowns/ You tellin’ me Turn Up/ I’m like Turn Down/ Burn it to the Ground/ Burn it down to Ashes/ To Burn down the Town would be Fantastic/ And move me out with ‘Pac/ Out to Thug’s Mansion/ I may not be the Last Standin’ but I’m the Last Laughin’/ Do it for my people and my Folks Back Home/ No kiddie shit God Damn I’m Full Grown/ Drinkin’ on that Shine/ Smokin’ on that Home Grown/ Out in the Country/ No car and No phone/   Chorus Verse III: And it’s Goodbye Apathy/ No Apologies/ Rap ain’t skill/ it’s all about tenacity/ A Frankenstein/ gotta ‘Cult of Personality’/ And these ain’t Friends here/ These are Family/ And I wear my Sunglasses/ to hide my emotions/ Don’t know if I let it go/ I’m Ready for Retribution/ Never was a winner/ and I’m sick of losin’/ So I’m causin a Mind Fuck/ Mass Confusion/ Mind Contusion/ Badly Bleedin’/ Worst part is No Cause and No Reason/ Run up on me/ you’re a catchin’ a beatin’/ I’m a Peaceful Dude/ but you won’t stop me Breathin’/ Chorus

Chorus: Out in this Big Bad World/ The Great Wide Open/ Where We Work/ Even if Our Legs are Broken/ Out in this Big Bad Borld/ The Great Wide Open/ The Conversation’s Over Once Daddy has Spoken/ Out in this Big Bad World/ The Great Wide Open/ Where We Work/ Even if Our Legs are Broken/ Out in this Big Bad Borld/ The Great Wide Open/ The Conversation’s Over Once Daddy has Spoken/ Verse I: Out in this Big Bad World/ we’re just like Worker Bees/ Out to provide/ and will Protect our Family/ And I will sting/ if you approach the Queen/ What else can I say?/ this Life’s a Dream/ Deliverance/ Swimming Upward Downstream/ Jill moved away/ and Jill became a fiend/ Willie moved away and got killed overseas/ But I’d like to say ‘Thank You’ for dyin’ for me/ Some of us stayed Home/ Got Jobs like our Daddies Did/ Some of us got Married/ and had a few Kids/ Some of us/ are still Chasin’ our Dreams/ Workin’ 9 to 5/ just like some machines/ Some get Drunk All Day/ and some even Sip Lean/ It’s a Big Bad Borld/ and this Life is Livin’/ And I wanna see my Great Grandkids GodDamnit/ I love this life/ I guess you wouldn’t understand it/ Chorus   Out in this Big Bad World/ but we stay in this Little Town/ Where High School Sweethearts Break Up/ And then they Settle Down/ Reunite/ Under them Friday High School Game Lights/ Makin’ out under the bleachers/ at the Moonlight/ Grew up/ had kids/ who played there themselves/ They were there Biggest Fans putting Trophies on the Shelf/ It’s a Small Town/ Saturday Night/ Little Billy’s Drivin’ Round Drunk Lookin’ for a Fight/ Got fake ID’s/ but they never really need ‘em/ They know all the bouncers/ that are at the door to greet ‘em/ They know where they live/ They seen ‘em when they were out Trick or Treatin’/ And said ‘ood-Bye’ when they went off to Fight for our Freedom/ It’s a Big World/ but not Where I Come From/ Some say they wanna get out/ to become someone/ I’m happy where I’m at/ and I Don’t Wanna Leave/ And I’ll see you at the Bar when you come Home on Christmas Eve/   Bridge: This is my Hometown/ Everyone’s Always Welcome/ Goin’ Through Memories in our Photo Album/ This is my Hometown Mama’s gotta Hot Plate/ And Always Say ‘Yes’ Even if You Just Ate/ This is my Hometown/ Everyone’s Always Welcome/ Goin’ Through Memories in our Photo Album/ This is my Hometown Mama’s gotta Hot Plate/ And Always Say ‘Yes’ Even if You Just Ate/ Chorus

Chorus: What U Really Know About Me/ What Do U Know is True?/ Do U go by Rumors?/ Or U go by YouTube?/ Do U Remember Me?/ The Nerd from High School?/ The Kid with Two jobs/ Savin’ up for Protools/ What U Really Know About Me/ What Do U Know is True?/ Do U go by Rumors?/ Or U go by YouTube?/ Do U Really Know Me?/ Or Just One Side of the Story?/ But to Get up in this Mind/ Should Come with a Warning/ Verse I: What U Know About Me?/ People yappin-flappin’ they’re gums/ PWT/ No Studio G/ Rappin’ bout Guns/ That’s the downfall/ Small Town Celebrity/ Everybody want something/ these Rhymes got Integrity/ This ain’t somethin’/ you can just pick up and be good at/ Shit my first two Albums/ I really barely could Rap/ We were more concerned with getting Drunk/ Bangin’ Hood Rats/ If only I gave it 100/ I just Look Back/ I got addicted/ like a cluck to Good Crack/ Know who’s got your back/ when I got Stabbed most Stood Back/ And watched the Show/ never came to the Hospital/ But if ya did/ I Remember it’s all been Chronicled/ Nothin’s a setback/ those are just Obstacles/ On my way to Oz/ Nothing is Impossible/ From a Man to a Monster/ I Seen it all like Spectacles/ Either Win or Conquer/ Nothin’ else is Acceptable/ Chorus Verse II: Spit so Volatile/ Tick Tock Crocodile/ Neverland in the Nile/ Never known to Freestyle/ Not anymore/ that Ship Sailed a long time ago/ Hated on ‘cuz I’s the White Boy there at every show/ I been takin names/ one day you’ll Surrender/ And all those that Showed Love/ ya I Remember/ I’ll always extend a hand/ and help out when I can/ But I got kids too/ and I am not a Gentleman/ I can be Cutthroat/ be careful what you ask for/ My whole career beginnings/ were based in Horrorcore/ Started listenin’ to Country slowly infused it/ Started drinkin’ a little then finally abused it/ I kept Makin’ Music/ only thing I knew how to do/ Switched my Style up/ and the Fans they Found me Too/ You can say I changed/ or that I Sold Out/ But I Never Been on the Radio/ How Does that Work Out?/ Chorus 2x Verse III:  I Get Love from Rednecks/ Get Love from Blacks/ Get Love from Brown too/ and not just ‘cause I Rap/ Real Recognize Real/ and I’m as Real as they Come/ What U see is what you get/ can’t question me none/ Hook me to a Lie Detector/ I’ll pass that bitch/ Talk to my Baby Mama go and ask that bitch/ Ya I’m a Burnout/ Chain Smokin’ Drunk/ Belt Buckled Pro Fitted Wearin’/ Fat Fuck/ Shorts and Black ‘T’/ weekends to weekdays/ I take the Back Roads/ avoid the Freeways/ The ‘He Say She Say’/ is getting ‘too much’/ I take another Glass Down/ I give Two Fucks/ Empty bottles/ and overflown ashtrays/ If U Really Wanna Know/ Just Go Ask Me/ Same Game New Day/ Ping Pong to Pinball/ And I Still Hate my Damn Self/ That’s my Downfall/

Bridge: Chop them Sleeves Off and/ Take them Guns Out/ Sun’s Out Good Vibes/ Put them Guns Down/ Life’s Too Short/ to Depend on Someone/ Load up the Old Truck/ Ride Along Shotgun/ Chop them Sleeves Off and/ Take them Guns Out/ Sun’s Out Good Vibes/ Put them Guns Down/ Life’s Too Short/ so Sepend on No One/ But Summertime Without You/ Is Just No Fun/   Verse I: Up early in the morning/ Risin’ to my feet/ Not a sound around outside/ Surprisingly Serene/ Still drunk from last night/ couldn’t stay on my feet/ Chorizo in my Eggs/ Heard Hangovers are Helped by Grease/ Pretty Young Thing/ Passed out in the Backroom/ Throw-up, piss and pills/ all over my bathroom/ My homies on the couch/ but it’s not a problem/ The Kitchen’s a mess/ from Late Nite snackin’ on Ramen/ And outside/ the fire finally burned out/ We had a blast last night/ had this bitch turnt out/ Lawn chairs in a circle/ with them foldouts/ Too much of a Good Time/ it’d be Ludacris to ‘Roll Out’/ We all Fam’/ no need to Show Out/ Who knows what’s ‘Underneath It All’/ like No Doubt/ So no doubt/ we’ll do it all again tonight/ When the Sun Goes Down/ Under the Trailer Park Skies/   Bridge: Chop them Sleeves Off and/ Take them Guns Out/ Sun’s Out Good Vibes/ Put them Guns Down/ Life’s Too Short/ to Depend on Someone/ Load up the Old Truck/ Ride Along Shotgun/ Chop them Sleeves Off and/ Take them Guns Out/ Sun’s Out Good Vibes/ Put them Guns Down/ Life’s Too Short/ so Sepend on No One/ But Summertime Without You/ Is Just No Fun/   Chorus: The Sun is Shinin’ on them Trailer Park Skies Every Mornin’/ Come on and Stay a While/ let’s have a Housewarmin’/ If You Settle for Me/ I’ll be Your Prince Charmin’/ I’ve Settled for Plenty/ and this Life is ‘Bout the Learnin’/ The Sun is Shinin’ on them Trailer Park Skies Every Mornin’/ Come on and Stay a While/ let’s have a Housewarmin’/ If You Settle for Me/ I’ll be Your Prince Charmin’/ I’ve Settled for Plenty/ and this Life is ‘Bout the Learnin’/   Verse II: The Sun is out this Mornin’/ Shinin’ on Everybody/ And smokin’ is my life/ drinkin’ is just a hobby/ My Trailer Travels with me/ I don’t need a Hotel Lobby/ And these are the Happy Days/ like ‘Fonzi and Potsy’/ But life is Too $hort/ go head and ‘Blow the Whistle’/ And no one remembers much/ unless you use a Pencil/ We Only Live Once/ so enjoy it while you can/ Whether you Drink Thousand Dollar Scotch/ or Drink from a Can/ Grab an instrument make you a One Man Band/ I’m just out here livin’ in/ ‘No Man’s Land’/ We’re fully self dependant/ no one to hold my hand/ And when she tried to I just upped and ran/ Packed a Movin’ Van/ Headed down the Highway/ Modern Day Gypsy/ Wrong and the Right Way/ Come On and Stop in/ if you’re headed My Way/ We party Every Day/ don’t matter if It’s Friday/   Bridge: Chop them Sleeves Off and/ Take them Guns Out/ Sun’s Out Good Vibes/ Put them Guns Down/ Life’s Too Short/ to Depend on Someone/ Load up the Old Truck/ Ride Along Shotgun/ Chop them Sleeves Off and/ Take them Guns Out/ Sun’s Out Good Vibes/ Put them Guns Down/ Life’s Too Short/ so Sepend on No One/ But Summertime Without You/ Is Just No Fun/   Chorus: The Sun is Shinin’ on them Trailer Park Skies Every Mornin’/ Come on and Stay a While/ let’s have a Housewarmin’/ If You Settle for Me/ I’ll be Your Prince Charmin’/ I’ve Settled for Plenty/ and this Life is ‘Bout the Learnin’/ The Sun is Shinin’ on them Trailer Park Skies Every Mornin’/ Come on and Stay a While/ let’s have a Housewarmin’/ If You Settle for Me/ I’ll be Your Prince Charmin’/ I’ve Settled for Plenty/ and this Life is ‘Bout the Learnin’/

Intro: Slow Motion/ Out by the Ocean/ Ridin’ High/ Livin’ for the Moment/ Slow Motion/ US of A/ Cruisin’ on by in the Chevrolet/   Verse I: And sometimes I think too much/ Had to learn to Slow it Down/ Had to Ease up on that Clutch/ And Hop up off the Merry Go Round/ And I do it for my City and I do it for my Town/ ‘Cross the whole US of A/ Keep our feet solid on that ground/ From the Coast of California to the Fields of Indiana/ Mom and Daddy told me Mind Your Own and Mind Your Manners/ Smokin’ good since RBL/ taught me about that Bammer/ We stay eatin’ good/ now we older and fatter/ Now we them old Dudes/ Barbequing in the Park/ Closing up Shop/ Ol’ lady want me home before dark/ I may miss a lot of things/ but I never miss my mark/ And I may say a lot of things/ but I never been a Narc/ Just Poor White Trash tryin to make my way/ And every time I try and leave I just can’t stay away/ I’m watchin’ my Life/ go by in 50 Shades of Grey/ One step at a Time/ Slow Motion All the Way/ Chorus: Slow Motion/ Out by the Ocean/ Ridin’ High/ Livin’ for the Moment/ Slow Motion/ US of A/ Cruisin’ on by in the Chevrolet/ Slow Motion/ Out by the Ocean/ Ridin’ High/ Livin’ for the Moment/ Slow Motion/ US of A/ Cruisin’ on by in the Chevrolet/ Verse II: And it’s all in Slow Motion for Ya'/ just like Soulja and Juvy/ Watch the world in Black and White/ like an Ol’ Time Movie/ Wanna plush El Camino/ but I’m stuck pushin’ a hoopty/ And Nobody Loves ‘Ya/ unless your Raymond or Lucy/ These Hoes Ain’t Loyal/ in fact these Hoes is ‘Bougie’/ But resources run low/ so we can’t always be choosy/ I’m more McyD’s/ than getting Saki and Sushi/ AWake up in that Trailer Park/ and then go get to Barbequin’/ I like em with Tattoos/ and love me some piercings/ I love to slap me some bones/ and take home my winnings/ I’m getting too old/ no real need to go out/ People already know My Name/ no need to Show Out/ The ‘World is Mine’ like Nas/ homie this is My House/ And I’m Never Scared/ the only thing I run is My Mouth/ This is the Year/ it’s finally ‘Lights Out’/ PWT’s my Trademark/ like Davis’ Eyebrow/ Chorus  Verse III: Slow Motion/ California by the Ocean/ Out in No Man’s Land/ straight ‘Fear and Loathin’/ Keep a jacket handy and some Suntan Lotion/ The weather changes every day for No Reason/ Slow Motion on the prowl/ I know its huntin’ season/ Heart beatin’ too fast/ I can hear myself breathin’/ Glasses cover my Red Eyes/ goin’ incognito/ I feel like everyone’s starin’/ like this fat man’s was in a Speedo/ Movin’ in Slow Motion/ Me and Mi Amigos/ Fire one up and light a candle up for the Mosquitoes/ We sippin’ Firewater/ ‘me never’ do Mojitos/ There’s no tellin’ the Future/ even if your name was Cleo/ One day at a time/ is really all that we can do/ Because Heavy is the Head that went and Forgot all the Rules/ I gotta Win soon/ there’s just so much that you can Lose/ Slow Motion to the Finish Line/ I’ll see you in a few/

Verse I: And I know it’s Miles Away/ but feels so close/ Gotta hold on to somethin’/ no one last with no hope/ We would have hung ourselves by now/ but no Rope/ We try and wash our hands of it all/ but no Soap/ Can’t cope/ while dealin’ with Real Life/ And me makin’ it without you/ just wouldn’t feel right/ Miles Away/ from the glitz and the glamour/ This is "Redneckville"/ Country California/ It’s five o’ clock somewhere/ but not in these parts/ People bust their ass everyday nothin’ to show for it/ And they know it/ but are afraid to change/ Miles away from hope it’s just hangin’ on a string/ This is entertainment but it’s much more so it seems/ This is real life/ but it feels like just a Dream/ So wake me up/ because this life is Strange as Fuck/ I’m screamin’ ‘Uncle’ out loud/ I’ve already had enough/   Verse II: Miles Away/ I came so close Yesterday/ But it’s a new day and the hope’s already gone away/ I gone astray/ lookin’ for somethin’/ Or maybe someone I just found myself a runnin’/ I lost all of the Lovin’ somewhere/ a Long Time Ago/ I lost my mind lookin’ for you/ though I let you go/ Can’t get upset/ over regrets/ Everyday feels like its Russian Roulette/ Stumblin’ my words outspoken like Tourette’s/ Feenin’ for Alcohol, Weed and Cigarettes/ Hangin’ on to a day/ that no longer exists/ I been through it all/ and I knew the risks/ And I weigh my options/ and counted up my losses/ But it seems she’s Miles Away/ out of the Office/ Of ‘Mice and Men’/ and of ‘Kings and Peasants’/ Knowin’ she’s Miles Away still keeps me on that level/

Verse I: Hop up on that Harley/ Rev that engine/ Me alone on the Open Road/ Self-Dependent/ Sick of these Court dates/ of bein’ the Defendant/ Exercisin’ Freedom of Speech/ the First Amendment/ Never do your dirt at home/ that’s loss prevention/ Don’t keep your Six Shooter/ hidden in the kitchen/ Don’t be caught out in the cold without a pair of mittens/ Don’t be fooled/ it’s true with money comes women/ But I ain’t givin’ lessons/ go learn for yourself/ Keep on knockin’ and ringin’ on that Doorbell/ Because the smell of failure/ really ain’t sittin’ well/ Goin’ Round and Round/ on this Carousel/ And we live through Hell/ both given and self-made/ So we became soldiers/ full time Renegades/ People may respect my music/ but it ain’t getting played/ Just listen to the Music/ the Sweet Sound Serenade/   Chorus: Sweet Sound Serenade/ the Sounds of the Road/ You’ve Been Gone Too Long/ Welcome Home/ Sweet Sound Serenade/ the Smell of Freedom/ No Particular Rhyme/ No Particular Reason/ Sweet Sound Serenade/ the Sounds of the Road/ You’ve Been Gone Too Long/ Welcome Home/ Sweet Sound Serenade/ the Smell of Freedom/ No Particular Rhyme/ No Particular Reason/   Verse II: It’s a Sweet Sound Serenade/ Overworked and Underpaid/ Fully Independent and American Made/ Think about it/ let the truth marinate/ If life gives you get Lemons then make Lemonade/ I don’t do it for the accolades/ I do it for the Love/ I make music for me/ not music for the club/ I may be an ‘OG’/ but I ain’t a thug/ But boy when I speak you better listen up/ Sweet Sound Serenade blow like a Grenade/ Droppin’ quarters in the Jukebox like an Arcade/ Stars shine bright/ but in time stars fade/ Do you do it for the love or do you do it for the pay?/ When you speakin’ about me/ You don’t even gotta ask/ I don’t do it for the Love/ I’m the Man Behind the Mask/ ‘Tycoonius’ the name/ hurry quick run fast/ This ‘Whitey Ford’ Singin’ the Blues like ‘Everlast’/ Chorus Verse III: It’s that Sweet Sound Serenade/ Well Done Well Played/ You may make the charts but you don’t make the grade/ I came a long way/ from the White Boy in the Braids/ Re-upped my sound/ ‘cause it was time for an upgrade/ Doin’ 101/ down the 101 Interstate/ Watch how fast them WhiteWalls rotate/ Watch me light a Blunt cause I need to medicate/ And make my moves now/ now time to deliberate/ The Sweet Sweet Sound/ of the Great Wide Open/ Where we understand without a word bein’ spoken/ To lose this Freedom/ I would be heartbroken/ Drinkin’ Whiskey/ and we Smokin’ Potent/ All for One/ and One for All/ They ‘Paved Paradise’ and put up a mall/ If you stand for nothing/ then you’re bound to fall/ And before you Walk/ you first gotta learn to Crawl/ Chorus

Verse I: They Paved Paradise/ and put up a Parking Lot/ Put up a Walmart/ you can’t find a Parking spot/ The 1% of America/ shut down the Mom and Pop’s/ They’d been open for 30+ and had to close shop/ The rich get richer/ but don’t create no jobs/ Jobs goin’ overseas/ outsourcing children’s lives/ ‘American Made’ is something people no longer buy/ But as long as that Flag Waves/ the Pride will never die/ True 1%ers show their patches and Ride or Die/ And ain’t afraid at a funeral to shed a tear and cry/ Got people gang bangin’/ out in LA still/ People runnin’ Shine/ in the South USA still/ Either way/ people providing for their families/ Sayin’ “Pardon Me Mama”/ excuse my profanity/ Build a house for me/ that a Habitat for Humanity/ Instead of Under the Bridge/ sleepin’ underneath a canopy/ Chorus: Out on these Open Roads/ Lost Souls/ Lost Dreams/ There’s no crossin’ without payin’ tolls you hear the children scream/ Down these Back Roads/ Eyes Closed/ We’ve all been there before/ You can never quite go home/ to that Mom and Pop’s Store/ Out on these Open Roads/ Lost Souls/ Lost Dreams/ There’s no crossin’ without payin’ tolls you hear the children scream/ Down these Back Roads/ Eyes Closed/ We’ve all been there before/ You can never quite go home/ to that Mom and Pop’s Store/ Verse II: And I say a little Prayer for those that can’t find work/ Actin like it’s their fault / they didn’t do their Homework/ Jimmy got fired from his job flippin’ Burgers/ His friends kept laughin’ every time they placed their orders/ Now they replaced Jimmy with some illegal labor/ They don’t pay taxes they get paid under the table/ Now the roads to work/ are cracked and filled with holes/ And their ain’t no tax money/ to fix them so……/ And this a Joke/ that ain’t how the system works/ Ain’t that America?/ I guess we Live and Learn/ Wanna fix the Economy?/ Elect this guy/ But I’ll never be President/ got too many DUI’s/ They closed down the Circuit City/ closed down Best Buy/ Can’t sell a CD/ Gotta get a 9 to 5/ I resort to tourin’ and sellin’ my music online/ That results in missin’ parents/ that effects my children’s lives/ Chorus

Verse I: If the Love don’t get ya’/ then the Pain’s gonna get ya’/ Part of the bigger plan/ part of the bigger picture/ We Live and we Lose/ and we speak with No Filter/ And our hearts don’t break/ they just get injured/ I been there before/ Knockin’ on Heaven’s door/ They wouldn’t let me in/ Sent me back down for more/ To live a little longer/ in this Life of Sin/ If the Devil comes collectin?’/ ‘Try Again’/ I get back on that Bike/ and I ride again/ This Angel got himself a Harley Davidson/ And I keep an ol’ ‘Indian’ for the off days/ Modern day Gypsy don’t need no posse/ Fuck up off me/ know your lane/ And what Saved Me only caused You Pain/ Use all the Bleach you want you can’t cover the stains/ Just live through the Drought/ and Pray for the Rain/   Chorus: Pray for Rain/ Pray for Life/ Pray in the Mornin’/ Pray at night/ Pray for your Health/ pray for your Wealth/ Pray for Yourself/ Pray for Everybody else/ Pray for Sun/ Pray for Night/ Pray that our Children know Wrong from Right/ Pray for Tomorrow Pray for Today/ Pray for Someone/ to Show us the Way/ Verse II: If the Love don’t get you/ then the Regret will/ Welcome to the Matrix swallow the pill/ Never just Jack/ it was Jack and Jill/ I’m Lost on the Highway near Vacaville/ And it’s In the Air/ boy can’t you feel?/ Jesus I’m drunk/ please grab the wheel/ I don’t want a feast/ just have Half A Mil/ And I don’t wanna have to go resort to kill/ To feed my Babies/ in the World Gone Crazy/ I want the Potatoes plus the Gravy/ Want a job/ can’t afford interview clothes/ Show up in Jeans/ and a Shirt with a few holes/ Now I’m unemployed/ no checks Oh Joy/ Gotta go Hustle Hard Baby Boy/ Make it happen/ go and take some action/ Learn from me/ you ain’t never gonna ‘make It’ rappin’/ Chorus

Verse I: I’m a whiskey drinkin’ chain smokin’/ Workin’ even if my legs are broken/ Serious--/ why you think I’m jokin?/ We all want somethin’/ livin’ for the lovin’/ Why these dudes rappin’ if they ain’t sayin’ nothing/ I work hard for mine/ not half but all of the time/ It don’t mean you can write/ just ‘cause you can rhyme/ These dudes are blind/ can’t see the facts/ Like me stayin’ off the Bottle/ fully knowin’ I’m a relapse/ I collapse/ and fall to my knees though/ We can fight/ let’s agree to disagree though/ It may just be me and you/ we fight and make up/ But realize we’re better off alone/ when we wake up/ Sometimes we need a shakeup/ to get out of our rut/ Friday Football Night Lights after at the Pizza Hut/ I guess we Live and Learn/ as small town celebrities/ I’m not leavin’ with a lot/ leave me with my dignity/   Chorus: And All I Got Left/ are my Balls and my Word/ Believe half of what you see and none of what your heard/ I’m movin’ on/ no you can’t come with me/ We live and learn/ but never say we’re sorry/ This is my last rhyme/ I’m callin’ it a night/ I’m sick of the arguin’/ it’s like we live to fight/ I’m movin’ on/ and you had your warnin’/ So don’t come a lookin’ for me/ come the morning/ (Chorus)   Verse II: I’m a whiskey drinkin’/ beer lovin’ American/ Never been to war/ feel like a Veteran/ My head hurts every morning/ take Excedrin/ But this type of pain/ don’t got no Medicine/ It’s pedal to the medal till our tires wear out/ Been Walkin’ on Water too long/ feet don’t fail me now/ People wanna tell me how but don’t understand/ It ain’t easy bein’ me/ I am a just a Simple Man/ Sometimes I do wish that I upped and ran/ But I stayed/ till she left for another man/ And my best friend/ we no longer speak/ But I gotta keep movin’ right back on my feet/ Can’t stand the heat/ but love this Cali sun/ We only get one life/ that means one and done/ I been through the Desert on a Horse with No Name/ Only to get where I was goin’ and found out it was the same/ (Chorus) Verse III: They’re callin’ me ‘John Doe’/ No name No face/ Only a rap sheet/ my momma’s disgrace/ The black sheep/ never much of an athlete/ But life is a marathon/ it’s not a track meet/ I try and slow down/ and smell the fresh air/ But it’s hard to get my bearings/ when you are not Here/ I try to be Brave/ and I say No Fear/ But this here in my cup’s Sure as Fuck’s Not Root Beer/ Mason Jars/ gallons of Fine Shine/ I drink that hard shit/ do not do Fine Wine/ And what I left behind’s hard not to miss/ But the evenin’s upon me/ and it is what it is/ And I’m still not ready/ to deal with the past/ Just prepare for tomorrow/ today won’t last/ So when I wake up/ I’m ready for the day/ I pray that tomorrow/ the pain will finally go away/ (Chorus)