crusin the strips to young for the bars
lookin for change in the back of my car
doggin the cops we were up to no good
takin chance after chance gittin high any way you could
CHOROS:
hard as a brick lord they couldnt tell me anything at all
better judgement went south with a few sips of alchol
stuburn as a mule ridin that highway to hell
kept a knif in my pocket cause i thought i could handle myself
verse:
went off to school found a new set of friends
used better drugs to help me fit in
i''d skip every class atleast 2 days a week
i didnt need a lecture near as much as the sleep
choros:
hard as a brick lord they coundt teach me anything at all
better judgement went south with a few pictures of alchol
stuburn as a mule ridin that highway to hell
no need for religon man i thought i could handle myself
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