(Used to) Work hard, just to get half back Work hard, just to get half back (Now I'm) Gettin' to it that way (Straight up, straight up) I ain't coming through unless the bag straight (I used to) Work hard just to get half back I ain't movin' weight, but

If it leads me to you As I walk this world, tired and alone Got one foot in the grave, Lord, help me make it home I'll carry your pain, my words bleed straight and true My lost heaven has been turned upside down Dead and buried is the joy which I once

Baby run, cut a path across the blue skies Straight in a straight line You can't get here fast enough Find a truck and fire it up Lean on the gas and off the clutch Leave Dallas in the dust I need you in a rush So baby run

You've been mean And your crying won't help you baby Oh, crying won't help you now You ought to do a little better, baby You ought to straighten up and fly right Oh no matter what you say baby No matter what you do The way you treat me baby You know, is

On my not so straight and narrow path Waitin' at a stop light yesterday As a funeral procession made its way through the gates Watched it roll up a winding road Through a field of green With white headstones All in a row And it made me think about where

Represent, represent! Represent ya'll, represent! Straight up shit is real and any day could be your last in the jungle Get murdered on the humble, guns'll blast, niggas tumble The corners is the hot spot, full of mad criminals Who don't care, guzzling

Take me to the farm Get me to the farm Somebody get me to the farm Somebody take me to the farm Buckle up straightjack Insanity is such a drag Jellybean Thorazine Transcendental jet lag Sanity I ain't gonna Feeling like a pifiata

Find a few good buddies, start a band Just get you a guitar and learn how to play Cut up some jeans, come up with a name When you're living in a world that you don't understand I never was a straight-lace, straight A student Teacher's pet or child

Right, yeah Really I could give a fuck about you (straight up, straight up) As long as I'm doin' what I'm doin' 'Cause they know, 'cause they know who we are This that life that we livin' and that ain't changin' They just know that we livin' the life

Find a few good buddies, start a band Just get you a guitar and learn how to play Cut up some jeans, come up with a name When you're living in a world that you don't understand I never was a straight-lace, straight A student Teacher's pet or child