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Standing at this liquor store,
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Whisky coming through my pores, Feeling like I run this whole block.
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Lotto tickets, cheap beer, that's why you can catch me here,
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Trying to scratch my way up to the top
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Because my job got me going nowhere, so I ain't got a thing to lose.
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Take me to a place where I don't care, this is me and my liquor store blues.
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I'll take one shot for my pain,
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One drag for my sorrow.
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Get messed up today,
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I'll be ok tomorrow.
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One shot for my pain,
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One drag for my sorrow.
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Get messed up today,
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I'll be ok tomorrow.
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Me and my guitar tonight, singing to the city lights
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Trying to live with more than what I got
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Cause '68 Cents just, ain't gonna pay the rent so
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I'll be out here til they call the cops
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Because my job got me going nowhere, so I ain't got a thing to lose.
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Take me to a place where I don't care, this is me and my liquor store blues.
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I'll take one shot for my pain,
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One drag for my sorrow.
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Get messed up today,
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I'll be ok tomorrow.
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One shot for my pain,
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One drag for my sorrow.
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Get messed up today,
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I'll be ok tomorrow.
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Here comes Junior Gong, I'm flying high like superman
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And thinkin that I run the whole block, I don't know if it's just because
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Pineapple kush between my jaws, Has got me feeling like I'm on top, Feeling like
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I wouldn't stand up to the cops, And stand up to the big guys, because, all of them are saps
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All the talk them a talk and them fly make no drop
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Enough ghetto youth cannot escape the trap
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I'll take one shot for my pain,
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One drag for my sorrow.
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Get messed up today,
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I'll be ok tomorrow.
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One shot for my pain,
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One drag for my sorrow.
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Get messed up today,
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I'll be ok tomorrow