Liquor Store Blues

Now greetings to da world (all of you)

Vye here is da one called Bruno Mars 'long side gong to da zilla

(Ya know me, I roll)






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

Tryna scratch my way up to the top






'
Cause my job 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

Tryna leave with more than what I got

'
Cause 68 cent just ain't gonna pay the rent

So I'll be out here 'til they call the cops






'
Cause my job 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






Here come Junior Gong

I'm flying high like Superman

And thinking that I run the whole block

I dunno if it's just because

Pineapple kush between my jaws

Has got me feeling like I'm on top

Feeling like I would stand up to de cops

And stand up to de bigga heads

Becaw de whole ah de ah saps

All de talk dem a talk

And dem fly make nah drop

Nuff ghetto youth cannot escape de 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






Now greetings to da world

Vyes to da one called Bruno Mars 'long side gong to da zilla

A.K.A. Damian junior gong Marley, yes sir

Ya best believe, ha ha (now neh)