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Liquor Store Blues

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Standing at this liquor store, whiskey coming through my pores

Feeling like I run this whole block

Lotto tickets, cheap beer, that’s why you can catch me here

Tryin’ to scratch my way to the top

 

‘Cause my job’s got me going nowhere

So I ain’t got a thing to lose

Take me to a place where I don’t care

This is me and my liquor store blues

 

I’ll take one shot for my pain

One drag for my sorrow

Get messed up today

I’ll be okay tomorrow

 

One shot for my pain

One drag for my sorrow

Get messed up today

I’ll be okay tomorrow

 

Me and my guitar tonight singing to the city lights

Tryin’ to leave with more than what I got

‘Cause 68 cent just ain’t gonna pay the rent

So I’ll be out until they call the cops

 

‘Cause my job’s got me goin’ nowhere

So I ain’t got a thing to lose

Take me to a place where I don’t care

This is me and my liquor store blues

 

I’ll take one shot for my pain

One drag for my sorrow

Get messed up today

I’ll be okay tomorrow

 

One shot for my pain

One drag for my sorrow

Get messed up today

I’ll be okay tomorrow

 

Here comes Junior Gong, I’m flying high like superman

And thinking that I run the whole block

I don’t if it’s just because pineapple kush between my jaws

Has got me feeling like I’m on top

 

Feeling like I woulda stand up to the cops

And stand up to the big guys, because de whole lot a dem saps

All de talk dem a talk and dem fly make no drop

Nuff ghetto youth cannot escape the trap

 

Give me this one shot for my pain

One drag for my sorrow

Get messed up today

I’ll be okay tomorrow

 

One shot for my pain

One drag for my sorrow

Get messed up today

I’ll be okay tomorrow

 

 

 

 

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