Dbm
Standing at this liquor store,
Abm A Abm
Whisky coming through my pores, Feeling like I run this whole block.
Dbm Abm
Lotto tickets, cheap beer, that's why you can catch me here,
A Abm
Trying to scratch my way up to the top
Dbm Abm A Abm
Because my job got me going nowhere, so I ain't got a thing to lose.
Dbm Abm A Abm
Take me to a place where I don't care, this is me and my liquor store blues.
Dbm Abm
I'll take one shot for my pain,
A B7
One drag for my sorrow.
Dbm Abm
Get messed up today,
A B7
I'll be ok tomorrow.
Dbm Abm
One shot for my pain,
A B7
One drag for my sorrow.
Dbm Abm
Get messed up today,
A B7
I'll be ok tomorrow.
Dbm Abm
Me and my guitar tonight, singing to the city lights
A Abm
Trying to live with more than what I got
Dbm Abm
Cause '68 Cents just, ain't gonna pay the rent so
A Abm
I'll be out here til they call the cops
Dbm Abm A Abm
Because my job got me going nowhere, so I ain't got a thing to lose.
Dbm Abm A Abm
Take me to a place where I don't care, this is me and my liquor store blues.
Dbm Abm
I'll take one shot for my pain,
A B7
One drag for my sorrow.
Dbm Abm
Get messed up today,
A B7
I'll be ok tomorrow.
Dbm Abm
One shot for my pain,
A B7
One drag for my sorrow.
Dbm Abm
Get messed up today,
A B7
I'll be ok tomorrow.
Dbm Abm
Here comes Junior Gong, I'm flying high like superman
A Abm Dbm
And thinkin that I run the whole block, I don't know if it's just because
Abm A Abm
Pineapple kush between my jaws, Has got me feeling like I'm on top, Feeling like
Dbm Abm A Bm
I wouldn't stand up to the cops, And stand up to the big guys, because, all of them are saps
Dbm Abm
All the talk them a talk and them fly make no drop
A Bm
Enough ghetto youth cannot escape the trap
Dbm Abm
I'll take one shot for my pain,
A B7
One drag for my sorrow.
Dbm Abm
Get messed up today,
A B7
I'll be ok tomorrow.
Dbm Abm
One shot for my pain,
A B7
One drag for my sorrow.
Dbm Abm
Get messed up today,
A B7
I'll be ok tomorrow