[Verse 1: Tech N9ne] And I'm back to the drinkin' Soakin' wet every bottle's open Can't believe it I'm occasionally smokin', again With a deep and cloudy ocean, I'm in Have a lot of trouble copin', my friend I'm surrounded by folks when they lovin' me the most and The goad is really croakin', within Thought I was superman the truth was I used to be clean as a loofah and I used the Cool devoured the booze to hand I lose the Land if I triple booze the fans I dream of stoppin' but greed is knockin' They feelin' me from me from KC to Auckland Proceed with caution, heat exhaustion If I keep it goin' I'm gonna need a coffin [Hook: Tyler Lyon] Forever takes me away And I've fallen from grace Tell them I've tried to wait But they're too late I can see when this pain will fade Oh god heaven is callin' my name [Verse 2: Tech N9ne] I feel that pain comin' from inside My people had the same drinkin' and then died Devil in my brain I'm sinkin' within pride Drinkin' for lunch and I'm drinkin' for dinner I'm nothin' but lush when I'm pushin' up in her I seldom remember the 8th of November Cause I be goin' so hard I'm always on a bender I got money, I got cash So picture unlimited amounts I got stash When it got bad I went out and got trashed When I hit glad what'chyo think's in my glass I gotta catch me, I'm fallin' Not a limit to a young brother ballin' Gotta let go of the weight I'm haulin' When I look in the mirror within my eyes I'm headed for that callin' [Hook] [Bridge: Tech N9ne] Go hard or go home That's the motto I hit the lotto Mister sorrow can miss tomorrow So grip the bottle of this Moscato My eye whites are not white They hot fire and not nice but in my ice I need a shot twice (Drunk, I...Might, die) (Falling, down...Gonna, drown) [Verse 3: Tech N9ne] Make way for the idiot Interior is hideous Need help like immediate He actin' like he don't know alcohol is insidious While I celebrate life I'mma elevate heights Not known to man cause I chose to ban My clock on the land on a hella great night I'm knowin' this my callin' so I gotta try to miss that call and Alcohol and you twist that big sack and hit that Think I better quit that stallin' and stop Feelin' real gotti I'm mixin' my liquors You gotta get me at the party Naturally naughty Please help I'm still trapped inside of this psycho's body! [Hook]
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