190

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J-Zone & Al Shid - Rap

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[Intro] Goddamn Damn, I don't even know what the fuck I did last night man I need some fucking aspirin Yo hold up, fucking mail yo Bills, bills, fucking bills Urgent? A subpoena? Oh shit Yo man I need to stop fucking drinking Going out getting bent Always fucking wilding out This shit always fucking happen That's word to me, yo I'ma just fuck, fuck this shit man I'ma just stop drinking for real (Hey man you wanna get drunk?) [Verse 1: Al Shid] Holding my dome when I wake up Quoting the Zone my eyes stay shut Can't remember shit after the eighth cup A slow paced strut, how I start the day Tripping over bottles of Courvoisier Two hours late for work, what could I possibly say Fuck it, just a loss of a job I'm in the bathroom, bent over praying to the porcelain God Can't recall a day I spent sober off in the park Mom's saying that she tired of supporting a slob And she oddly right I'm living an ungodly life I can't hold a nine to five but I could hold some Bacardi light Flashback to me at a party like, "What up?" In The Sound Factory, it's all coming back to me Freaking on some bitch, facedown with her butt up Holding two cups up You know Shid's fashion Peach Schnapps on the rocks, straight E crashing Up in the VIP, crushed trees passing [?] trust these rap men 'Cause they all peeped me feeling up this freak bitch Dancing off beat Caught a seat when the bitch said she wanted a drink Twenty minutes later seen her ass run to the sink No stamina Her ex called the bitch an amateur And my boy caught the bitch wilding out on his camera My primary thought of stabbing her, quickly faded 'Cause I was turned off after she stated [Samples] I wanna drink booze (Stumbling, fumbling, grumbling bum) I wanna drink booze (Booze, was his sole method of unwinding) I wanna drink booze I wanna drink booze Wanna drink, drink booze Wanna drink, wanna drink (Anybody uh, anybody wanna drink?) [Verse 2: Al Shid] I'm back in it though Bent as fuck, head spinning slow Shit, on a different bitch, shit I don't give up It ain't my fault I thought of getting my dick sucked Ripped up with something in my hand (Yo my man, what you drinking on?) Pale frail nigga steppin' to my table seeking strong though Though you in the wrong, first of all by approaching me While I'm getting head, trying to talk to me socially Acting like I know you? Who the fuck is you 'spose to be (Yo word around the club is you getting drunk with my girl) That passed out drunk bitch? Go and follow the url [Interlude: J-Zone] Oh word? Ight, I know how the game go Motherfuckers get a little drink on you think you can come in her and start wilding out being smart with me Ight, bet Bet you me and this tre pound put a end to all of that bullshit Fuck it, yeah look at you running like bitches [Verse 3: Al Shid] I ain't tryin' hear that bullshit Club blaming me Nigga pointing finger aimed at me Saying my BAC was far over the point of consciousness Fuck it I'll take a constant piss Until I'm sober Then I'll start over, 'cause I ain't stopping shit (Fuck nigga, nigga give me my whiskey) [Outro] We all know that the more person knows about a subject the more he enjoys it Whether it's art, music, literature Drinking knowledge really in this requires a little fun study Bottle to bottle Drinking, of course, is the only way to really add to your enjoyment

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  • A. Sesay-Harrell
  • J. Mumford