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
Try'na scratch my way up to the top.

Cuz my job's got me going no where
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

Me and my guitar tonight
Singing to the city lights
Try'na leave with more than what I got.
Cuz 68 cent just ain't gonna pay the rent
So I'll be out until they call the cops.

Cause my job got me going no where
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

[Damian Marley's Part]
 [bad word] Junior Gong
I'm flying high like superman
I'm thinkin' that [bad word] the whole block.
I dont know if its 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 bigger heads because the whole ah them are saps
All the talk them ah talk and them fly make no drop
'Nuff getto 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