Standing at this liquor store Whiskey coming through my pores Feeling like I run this whole block Lotto tickets and 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 live on more than what I got Cause '68 Citrus 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
[Damian Marley:] Here comes Junior Gong, I'm flying high like superman And thinking that I run the whole block I don't know 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
Compositores: Thomas Wesley Pentz (Diplo), Dwayne Richard Chin Quee (Quee Dwayne Richard Chin), Philip Marin Lawrence Ii (Phillip Lawrence), Peter Gene Hernandez, Ari Kyle Levine (Ari Kyle) ECAD: Obra #21023610 Fonograma #1899498