Standing at this liquor store, [bad word] through my pores
Feeling like [bad word] this whole block 
Lotto tickets, cheap beer, that's why you can catch me here 
Tryin' to scratch my way to the top 

'Cause my job's 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 
 [bad word] ] 
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 
Tryin' to leave with more than what I got 
'Cause 68 cent just ain't gonna pay the rent 
So I'll be out until they call the cops 

'Cause my job's got me goin' 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 
 [bad word] ] 
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 
 [bad word] Junior Gong, I'm flying high like superman 
And thinking that [bad word] the whole block 
I don't 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 the big guys, because de whole lot a dem saps 
All de talk dem a talk and dem fly make no drop 
Nuff ghetto youth cannot escape the trap 
 [bad word] ] 
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