[Hook: Tech N9ne] In heaven, but the hell still with me Cops pull us over, yo, my name Bill Bixby That mean in a blink, I'mma do the opposite of shrink And bink ya, but I do not want the clink I need a drink, vodka, cognac Rum, whiskey, beer and tequila, I don't wanna think I need a drink, whether wine or moonshine Whatever, I'm just tryin' to ease my mind I need a
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne] Big fuckin' cup, shit's fuckin' up, this fuckin' sucks Everybody broke cause ain't no jobs Quick stuff and puff, lit up and huff, pissed cuss and fuss Everybody tote one and go rob Mama need John Knox village And that's a lot of cheese from my scrillage But that don't matter though Cause for mama's health you know money gotta go Radical, stab ya, no, but me and the gat is compatible I don't know why these employers ain't callin' me Constantly stallin' me, (Fuck this economy) Preacher be tellin' me, "Read deuteronomy" But in all honesty, it fuckin' astonish me When we broke, nigga, looked at as a joke, nigga But I'm a go-getter, hop up like a four wheeler To jack a dope dealer, run up in y'all hood Choppin', all stood with the K 'till it was all good
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[Verse 2: Tech N9ne] Club so I can just gee just get to it Now I'm ducking every pig cause my nig blew it And how we sanging on a nigga ain't a funny sight I still gotta get my motherfucking money right Hella strong I put the I might Take a chunk out of a stunner with the lion's bite Fuck sittin with nothing I ain't about to cry and gripe Just gonna live my every day like the Mayans right I ain't bullshitting, I'm a lost soul My kids growing and they needin shits that cost dough My homie got shot right outside of off four I need the cross yo
[Hook 2: Tech N9ne] I need a drink, vodka, cognac Rum, whiskey, beer and tequila, I don't wanna think I need a drink, whether wine or moonshine Whatever, I'm just tryin' to ease my mind I need aTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
