(Verse 1) Standing at this liquor store, Whisky coming through my pores Feeling like I run this whole block. Lotto tickets cheap beer why you can catch me here Tryna scratch my way up to the top.
(Hook) Because my job got me going nowhere, So I ain't got a thing to lose. Take me to a where I don't care, This is me and my liquor store blues.
(Chorus) I'll take one shot for pain One drag for my sorrow. Get messed up today I'll be ok tomorrow. shot for my pain One drag for my sorrow 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 got. Cause 68 cent ain't gonna pay rent So I'll be out here til they call the cops.
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(Damian Marley) Here comes Junior I'm flying like I'm Superman I'm thinking that I run the whole block. I don't know if it's just because Pineapple kush between my jaws Has got me feeling that I'm on top
Feeling like I would have stand up to 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