And you're all mine, say what they may Now I'm all yours, I'm not afraid And all your love I'll take to the grave All the lives always tempted to trade Will they hate me for all the choices I made? Will they stop when they see me again? I can't stop now

I get high as the morning sky, this song I sing will never die I get low as a gravel road, in a thousand tongues my story's told Come on boys, you got to do it right Come on boys, I gotta tell you true, I'm a stranger here just like you Well, I'm alive

You're to blame And I'm going all the way And be my slave to the grave Say, it'll make you insane And I'm bending the truth For all the life that you'll lose And you watch this space I'm the priest god never paid Take, take all you need

You might look just like 'em, that don't mean you're like 'em But you love 'em Family is family, in church or in prison You get what you get, and you don't get to pick 'em They might smoke like chimneys, but give you their kidneys Yeah, friends come in

I ain't pageant material I ain't exactly Ms. Congenial Sometimes I talk before I think, I try to fake it but I can't I'd rather lose for what I am than win for what I ain't I'm always higher than my hair And it ain't that I don't care about world peace

Ashes fly ashes burn The sun is black ain't no return Over and over ain't no need to learn It's all dust on dust It's all you and me Out done completely out played Just shovel some more dirt on the grave The choices you make and the choices that are When

If you're ever gonna find a silver lining It's gotta be a cloudy day, It's gotta be a cloudy day You're gonna have to stand in the rain, You gotta get a little dirt on your hands Woke up on the wrong side of rock bottom You're all out of pennies, and the

What's happenin', man This T.I.P., you know I'd like to dedicate this song to anybody who done ever lost somebody To the grave, to the streets, to the jail cell I done been in situations where I done had to cope with all three You know what I'm saying? I

This town's too small to be mean And somebody's sister knows somebody's husband And somebody's daughter knows somebody's brother And around here, we all look out for each other Aw, but don't you forget it, as big as we're getting Too small to be lying

If I lose it, watch me do it, bet I come up with Another hundred ways Hunnid ways to get it everyday Only catch me resting in my grave I'm too busy counting numbers Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid ways Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid I ain't always had it From my