Dogs Life Lyrics

Dogs Life lyrics

Wise man he once told me, lost cause, ain't worth a roll

But our wheels keep spinning, I guess we broke the mold, I don't know



The life I lead is the life of a dog

I may have fleas but I run our yard

I see those clones looking down on me

But unlike those clones this dog is free



Oh Lord it's a dog's life

I'm feeling kinda irie

It's bubblin' inside me



Straight up it's a dog's life

Wait wait wait, stop that track

Let's rewind, retract, pull slack and roll back

To the days when I hung with G-mack you got to face facts

So relap, what about G-mack?

Met his homie E-Loc, met his cousin D-Loc

Move into his house and we didn't wanna be broke

So Loc slung smoke, I wrote rhymes

Decided way back that we have good times

And we drank brews, and we shot booze

Both got ladies and broke the rules

But when I snooze my squeeze, clean my slate

And like a dog should, yo I pissed on his plate



Man I'm lovin' Southern Cali, drinkin' brews in the alleys

Holding down the stages from Diego to the Valley

Bustin' on my Kauwai, getting lifted off the Maui

As I fly, goin' big at Snow Valley



Oh Lord it's a dog's life

I'm feeling kinda irie

It's bubblin' inside me



The life I lead is the life of a dog, I may have fleas

But I run our yard

I ain't no slave to a suit and a tie

No rat race clone, I'll never be that guy

I ain't got caught up in some selfish career

I'm livin' in love, but I'm not in fear

I see those clones lookin down on me

But unlike those clones my mind is free

Save the mold for the clones, my mental's home grown

I'd rather be myself than live my life like a drone

If you gotta job, here's what I say

You'll be off to work and I'll be on my way

Skate a pipe or go dirt-bike riding

You'll be punching clocks and I'll be grinding and sliding

50-50 grinds, can cans and nac nacs

It really don't matter cuz I roam with the dog pack



Oh Lord it's a dog's life

I'm feeling kinda irie

It's bubblin' inside me



Oh lie in stylee, these flows make me irie

My satisfaction's when the crowd gets smiley

Behind me, chattin' Kottonmouth Kings

Homie on stage bustin' rhymes, blowin' rings



I'm feeling kinda irie

It's bubblin' inside me



Lord have mercy, forgive me for my sins

I live the dog's life, so how do I begin?

I ain't never had a dope track to write a dope rap

I started with the broke-pack, then I had no DAT

No full track to playback, just my ghetto-blaster

A bong rip with D-Loc, then I'm like the master



Imagine ya to work on a Monday morning

While I contemplate Lord, what I'm doin'

I might go surf or write a song instead

I might puff a splif and eat, and go back to bed

Fuck all that, the X my true bred friend

Flash the latest dub from the new Too Rude album for you

Demand bout me style and find out

About the Kottonmouth Kings up on the Too Rude rhythm



Oh Lord it's a dog's life

I'm feeling kinda irie

It's bubblin' inside me