(Verse 1) Standing at this liquor Whisky coming through my pores Feeling like I run this whole block. Lotto tickets and cheap beer That's why you can catch me here Tryna scratch my way to the top.
(Hook) Because my job got me going nowhere, So I ain't got a thing to lose. Take me to place where I don't care, This is me and my liquor store blues.
(Chorus) I'll take one shot for my pain One drag for my sorrow. messed up today I'll be ok tomorrow. One shot for my pain One drag for my Get messed up today I'll be ok tomorrow.
(Verse 2) Me and my guitar tonight Singing to the city lights Tryna live on more than what I Cause 68 cent ain't pay the rent So I'll be out here til they call the cops.
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(Damian Marley) Here comes Junior Gong I'm flying like I'm Superman I'm thinking that I run the whole block. I don't if it's just because Pineapple kush between my jaws Has got me feeling that I'm on top
Feeling like I would stand up to the cops And stand up to big guys because de whole lot dem saps All de talk dem a talk and dem fly make no drop Nuff ghetto youth cannot escape the trap