The Grouch - Drunk Taste lyrics
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Lyrics to Drunk Taste : How, How can I fiend for the rush that I get When I sip off the cup of the shit that I knew Wasn't cool from the get, I'm equip real talk But the hour draws near, show night, oh right I'm a low life with a bottle, feel the sorry See your ass tomorrow Denada can I feel ya, so I'm drinking in the first place Swallow that first taste To face the evening, and really just deceiving myself cause I'm fresh still But will I rest because my memory is broke It be soaking up my liver till I shiver in a notion to earl Get to twirling like my world and these every girl is the same And these dudes, man I gotta get the fuck away from you I can speak my mind but sometimes that rhymes comes third And the truth gets differed, roof gets blurred And that's my fucking word, in the present lets hesitant and humble And tripping enough to stumble, I'm rip till I mumble and tumble off the stage And knowing when to stop me I have no gauge no rage In my moves, no, cool the fuck out And bloody till I black out, I'm act out That's have doubt, but doubt in my heart To the part with routine stress relief But when it comes to the morning I'm snoring Who me? I'm more than grouch He better shape it up He better take two and quit it I did it more than shows, had more drinks than hoes And I suppose That it grows and gets worse if you let it I dreaded being a drunk, cause I'd rather be a punk or genius And that in my jeans it's a craft tho, a copout for that stuff Back into life for a minute to finish my thought So wanna get part of doing what I don't wanna do but if I do It ain't cool but don't clown me That shits always around me, found me when I was down to ride around the town Hiding from the sound that reality made I was little disappointed and a little afraid I got it laid out Straight when I played out the game came and heard that I couldn't resent wit I balled my fist and took a sip of this Another angle and now dangled on the floor feeling Mangled, barbecued, and strangled Couldn't recognize my own sister Barely speaking english and talking shit to Mr. rays of the treys Who forgave the next day I wanna have fun but never go out that way, I was a spectacle Very blessed to have my bed, and not care from a sloppy ass Stare at a cocky ass incompetent man, rid the land I been there Point of last return, time for concern I'm trying to end there [ Drunk Taste Lyrics on http://www.lyricsmania.com/ ]
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