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Well I'm a weed smoking deer hunting machine

Living life lost out in the holler hard times keep a calling scrappin to make a dollar it's a hole lot harder to make it in a world full of fake friends it's heartbreaking to see the world coming to an end

The dope is breaking me down again I hate the life this ole boy be stuck in cussin and hustlin all the stuff people don't like pissing the naighbors off every single night that makes my hole night right I love the fight trying to get by flags flying high smoking dope when the time is right been know to shoot deer at night

That's how I live I don't care what you think if you don't like it then go take a ride on a big fat dick