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dog's life (low) Schwarz Weiss Folien Wise man he once told me Aint worth a roll When our wheels keep spinning I guess they broke the mold I don't know The life i lead is the life of a dog I may have fleas but i run our yard I see those clones looking down on me But unlike those clones this dog is free Oh lord it's a dogs life Oh lord it's a dogs life dogs life I'm feeling kinda irie It's bubbling inside me Straight up it's a dogs life Way way wait Stop that track Lets rewind retrack pull slack and roll back To the days when i hung with g-mack You got to face facts So relap Yo what about g-mack? Man it's homey elo Met his cousin d-loc Moved into his house And we didn't wanna be broke So roll some smoke I wrote rhymes Decided way back that we had good times And we drank brews We shot pools Both got ladies And broke the rules Whether i snooze my squeeze Clean my slate And like a dog should Yo i pissed on his plate Man i' lovin southern cali cali Drinkin brews in the alley Just holding down the stages from diego to the valley Bustin' up my car We gettin' lifted off to maui As i fly goin' big at snow valley Oh lord it's a dogs life It's a dogs life Oh lord it's a dogs life dogs life I'm feeling kinda irie It's bubbling inside me The life i lead is the life of a dog I may have fleas but i run our yard I aint no slave to a suit and a tie No rat race clone i'll never be that guy I aint caught up in some selfish career I'm living in love lord not in fear i see those clones Looking down on me But unlike those clones i man is free Save the bone for the clones My mentals homegrown I'd rather be myself than live my life like a drone If you got a job here's what i say You'll be off to work and i'll be on my way Skate a pipe or go dirt bike riding You'll be punching clocks And i'll be grinding and sliding 50-50 grinds can-cans and knack-knacks It really don't matter cause i roam with the dog pack
Ohla in stylee these flows make me irie My satisfaction when the crowd gets smiley Behind me chanting kottonmouth kings Throw me on stage busting rymes blowing rings I'm feeling kinda irie It's bubbling inside me Lord have mercy forgive me for my sins I live the dogs life so how do i begin I aint never had a dope track to write a dope rap I started with the broke pack Then i handled that No full track to playback Just my ghettoblaster i ball grip with d-loc Then the mic i master Imagine i go to work on a monday morning While i contemplate lord what i'm doing I might go surf or write a song instead I might puff a spliff and eat go back to bed Or call down to xland My true bred friend Flash the latest dub from the Too rude album for you He is the man but me stylin' But then now we're the kottonmouth kings up on the Too rude rythm
