12 Shots
Diabolic feat. Nate Augustus
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Hey, another day…Yo,
Woke up early on my born day, 28 ainâ€TMt a blessinâ€TM though,
My bills are stacked up high and my funds are gettinâ€TM low,
Iâ€TMm set to go up-to this shit-hole local bar,
So I can get some peace, plus they donâ€TMt over-charge,
Order my first shot Iâ€TMm sittinâ€TM there all alone,
Some piss warm Cuervo cozâ€TM I canâ€TMt afford Patrone,
They say I crossed the line cozâ€TM I donâ€TMt need no salt or lime,
And I smell the liquor before I take it all the time,
Got problems on my mind, some I canâ€TMt handle,
Time for shot number two, gimmieâ€TM some Jack Daniels,
Itâ€TMs how I cope, pressure hits, I go get a brew,
And after two honestly Iâ€TMm in a better mood,
Round three I got that Jamesonâ€TMs Irish whiskey,
Then I put it back and yeah Iâ€TMm feelinâ€TM kinda tipsy,
This busty bar tender lookinâ€TM better by the minute,
A few more and I gotta say Iâ€TMd slide up in it,
So Iâ€TMm like “yo, come here miss, be friends with meâ€�,
Then shots four and five are double-fisted Hennessy,
I should let it be, Iâ€TMm gettinâ€TM rowdy poppinâ€TM shit,
Time for number six, but wait yo, I gotta piss.
Took a leak, took my seat, now Iâ€TMm tryna flirt,
But the Hennyâ€TMs repeatinâ€TM on my every time I burp,
Then the ***** told me six she was buying back,
I said surprise me, big surprise, another shot of yak, Iâ€TMm far too proud to cry, and refuse to taste my pride,
Everydayâ€TMs the same so I drink to hide the pain inside,
So it comes to pass my time, when I breakdown and say goodbye,
I begin to close my eyes, hide the pain inside.Now itâ€TMs eleven on the dot and I want my seventh shot,
Some ice cold Jägermeister would just hit the spot,
Threw it down and said “yo bartender do a round�,
I think that was eight, Iâ€TMm drunk so Iâ€TMm losing count,
Vision kinda spinninâ€TM but still I want another,
Now the ***** looks like Vida and I wannaâ€TM ***** her,
I called her over but god-damn my mouth was slurrinâ€TM,
So I was like ***** it, “just bring me out some Bourbon�,
Took my ninth and looked at life in another light,
I went from happy too “
Immaâ€TM start a *****inâ€TM fight!
�,
Thoughts were runninâ€TM like “
I hate myself nowadays�,
Iâ€TMm really broke and my seeds a thousand miles away,
Baby mama always gotta bring that same drama, “
Yo bartender bring me back a shot of straight Vodka�,
Thatâ€TMs number ten but at this point does it matter?,
Iâ€TMm half a father, half a sucker, half a *****inâ€TM rapper,
Half-assed and half the time Iâ€TMm just a drunken bastard,
Who smokes so many cigarettes I got a touch of asthma,
Ordered my eleventh E&
J.
And with the quickness,
Took it and told the ***** “
Iâ€TMll be back in twenty minutesâ€�,
I went outside, threw some punches and hit the wall,
Knuckles bleedinâ€TM, screaming till I trip and fall,
I ainâ€TMt got shit at all, and I donâ€TMt even love myself,***** it, I ainâ€TMt going back in, hereâ€TMs number twelve: *gun shot*Iâ€TMm far too proud to cry, and refuse to taste my pride,
Everydayâ€TMs the same so I drink to hide the pain inside,
So it comes to pass my time, when I breakdown and say goodbye,
I begin to close my eyes, hide the pain inside.