[Tom MacDonald]
I will never let them tell me how to raise my kids
They ain't never ever gonna change the way I live
Call me a conspiracy theorist, cause I don't trust politicians
But I'll be spitting in they faces till they put me in prison
It's middle fingers till the grave or till my fingers is missing
It's fuck the system forever, I'll pass it on to my children
I was never the captain of any football team
I was way too distracted with trying to chase my dreams
Did it my way
Tattoos on my face
Never went to college
Started building houses, trying to get some money saved
Hung around with bikers screaming "Fuck all the cops"
All I needed was some cigarettes and Harley exhaust
It was a long road
Couple wrong turns, couple pot holes
Couple lessons learned
I was fucking with the wrong hoes
Never took directions
Nobody could tell me nothing
Didn't know what I was doing, but knew I was doing something
[ Tom MacDonald]
Break both of my legs, I still won't crawl
You'll see, you'll see I'll do this
My way, my way, my way
My way, my way
You ain't gonna see me fall
You'll see, you'll see I'll do this
My way, my way, my way
My way, my way
[Social Repose]
I don't care if it kills me, dawg
If the whole world hates
Till the day I'm in the grave (Day I'm in the grave)
Ima do it my way, do it my way
I don't care if it kills me, dawg
If the police come
And they take my freedom away (Take my freedom away)
Ima do it my way, do it my way
[Adam Calhoun]
I've been hit, spit on, and kicked
This all to shit
As a kid, I went through it
Guess life's just a bitch
You know I went down that road
They told me not to go
Ended up broke down
In the street, no home
What you know about collect calls from a prison phone?
What you know about thinking when yo next meal come?
No, I never had no luck
Like a four leaf clover
Never giving up till the stories over
Bounce back like
"Time to act right"
Trying to shine bright
Like a flash light
King in my last life
Probably why I act like
You should count your blessings
Cause in this life, I rose from the ashes like a peasant
No question
All truth, real answers
Fuck the government
I ain't never put my hands up
Unless it's to smack them
For the shit they hand us
Time to take it back
Now they holding it for ransom
[ Tom MacDonald]
Break both of my legs, I still won't crawl
You'll see, you'll see I'll do this
My way, my way, my way
My way, my way
You ain't gonna see me fall
You'll see, you'll see I'll do this
My way, my way, my way
My way, my way
[Social Repose]
I don't care if it kills me, dawg
If the whole world hates
Till the day I'm in the grave (Day I'm in the grave)
Ima do it my way, do it my way
I don't care if it kills me, dawg
If the police come
And they take my freedom away (Take my freedom away)
Ima do it my way, do it my way
[ Social Repose]
They might shoot me in my head
But I promise ima do it my way
They might lock me in the pen
But I promise ima do it my way
They can screen me out, but I promise ima do it my way! [Do it my way!]
They might put me through hell, but I promise ima do it my way! [Do it my way!]
[Social Repose]
I don't care if it kills me, dawg
If the whole world hates
Till the day I'm in the grave (Day I'm in the grave)
Ima do it my way, do it my way
I don't care if it kills me, dawg
If the police come
And they take my freedom away (Take my freedom away)
Ima do it my way, do it my way
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