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Now greetings to the world (all of you)
Voice of da one called Bruno Mars
'Long side Gong to the Zilla (you know me and roll)
Standing at this liquor store
Whiskey coming through my pores
Feeling like I run this whole block (oh really)
Lotto tickets, 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 (yo)
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 cent just ain't gon' 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
Here comes Junior Gong
I'm flying like I'm Superman
I'm 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 di bigga heads
Becuh whole ah dem ah saps
All dem talk dem ah talk
And dem fly make nah 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
Now greetings to di world
Voice of da one called Bruno Mars
'Long side Gong the Zilla
A.K.A. Damian Jr. Gong Marley, yes sir
You best believe, haha, know me, ha yeah
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