I walk like talk like sleep like
Breathe like be like people do
Live like give like work like hurt like
End up in the dirt like you

Woke up, overslept
So much for starting the day with no regrets
Begin with the daily addiction
(routine) getcha machine in position
Gotta go get it gotta go figure out what
It is that you're trying to get
Shake rattle and roll the dice on a table
Of chips that are dying to live

Get up, one leg at a time, eyes on the prize
Mind on the grind
Toes on the floor, heart at my
Chest, open up the door, start up the stress
Unless I lose my blues
Erase my mind of the don'ts and the does
The laws and the rules are meant to be broken
Thoughts not pure if the minds not open
Close the curtains, dim the lights
Back to sleep I can't win this fight
(In a few minutes it'll be alright)
You gotta play the hand you're
Dealt cause that's life

I walk like talk like sleep like
Breathe like be like people do
Live like give like work like hurt like
End up in the dirt like you

Now they want the messiah to come to town
But when the phoenix flew
Somebody shot it down
They found it dead with his head underground
And there wasn't enough bird to go around

Get your game tight, get your brain right
You can shine like the stars
In the same light
Get your aim right, insane height
If you ain't shootin' for the
Moon then you ain't tight
(Weakness) Never been in a trade of a veteran
Life's not one big hole you can settle in
Climb up, make out, take risks
Beware of the hate and the
Snakes and the shit

You can pop a sheriff like bob or eric
You can get too high and fall off the terris
You can get embarrassed, or live it careless
And do your best and never get your merit's
We wanna stay content
Fill the belly, and pay the rent
But the game was bent
They never say what they meant
And the main event came and went, spent

I walk like talk like sleep like
Breathe like be like people do
Live like give like work like hurt like
End up in the dirt like you

I got problems, I got issues
I'm not perfect but I can still diss you
I got a chip, on my shoulder
And it weighing on my pride like a boulder

So let it loose, what can you do?
Why do you hold the show that the soul got?
Something to prove, we know the truth
But tell me why you gotta move like a robot?

And if you're MMA
Then you're liftin' weights
But it only takes on bullet
To twist your fate
You gotta watch your step
You gotta watch your mouth
Because we all know the way
That a punk goes out

I guess we watch the same damn channel
Range for free thought, came with the ammo

You did what you did, now you do what you do
You're at where you at when
You walk in them shoes

Did you come to fuck
(or did you come to fight?)
Well maybe I'm here just to love my life
Till they cut the price and I'm
Going bump in the night
Gotta get up, get out, and do something right

Walk talk sleep breath be
Live give work hurt

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Writer(s): Bryan Michael Paul Cox, Jaron C Alston, Jermaine Dupri Mauldin, Johnta M. Austin, Ralph Tresvant, Rick Bell