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Hook (Myer Clarity):
Days go by, you win, you lose,
You’ve fallen down, you’re on the ground,
And if you fall, you get back up and clean your face,

and bake like Mike but I disappear like Myers
This a Wood with gelato asked the Uber for a lighter

This a XL Uber crawling round like a spider
Keeping that

6 Minutes

Lil Wayne

The Best of the Block

a good deal with these Firestones
I spit like Myer's bones, born in chromers
For the buyers chromosomes I got summers
I got vicadens, valiums I ain't

(Put it on, put it on)
Girl I'll keep you coming till the break of down
Girl you know say I be the kingkong
Kingkong way dey sing song yeah
Na me dey

Finger snaps and 808s done replaced that old guitar
"Son you oughta listen to me if you wanna go far"

They said they like them songs about hangin' out

score
And with each new play, you're aiming for more
From the cut to the deal, and the pegging to the crib
Cribbage is a game that you'll never beat me in

song for you babe
My old song for you babe

Well I wish that your old tires
Would come on by
And take away all I've got
And this bad high
Whiskey

find you
You be wild'n, hold still, they right behind you

Michael Myers, Freddy Kruger plus Jason Vorhees
Hang the flyers, getting eager, when they want

to relax
Music's due for a relapse 
Too many rappers with caps
Gotta get back to the root
Mind is the gun imma shoot
Influenced by God and the Trap
Used

a good deal with these Firestones
I spit like Myer's bones, born in chromers
For the buyers chromosomes I got summers
I got vicadens, valiums I ain't

uhh- if you feeling me
Soliloquy's Nineteen-Ninety Six til Infinity 

My Mob Psycho killin' y'all Michael 
Jackson Jordan Tyson Myers
Pliers the way

women and whiskey you know they will get you
Some day I'll get out of these bars

Chorus

Well I paid for my drink and walked over to where
He was singing

to the place we find ourselves
We know we said and did some things except for sorry
Why don't we drink some whiskey and clear the air
Why don't we drink some

music as a platform to deal with his pain
Cause therapy's expensive for a black man
Started writing mad songs at the back of math class, it was calculated

no-one is around

But it has cast a spell
And I can't undo
Every tear that hits the ground
Is another one for you

Whiskey talks when I won't
And it never

boots on,
shirt an my ol`hat

My feet rest
on the table

An ol`Whiskey keg

In jeans and boots
and shirt and hat on

You`ll meet Topper Nash

If you don`t

(Whiskey weak, whiskey weak)

Used to be
A dive bar, a few two for ones
Would get her real far off my mind
In no time
I'd be on my way

you crazy, up and down the street 
​But don't forget to wait for me 

​No one wants to think about 
​How our fossil fuels are running out 
​I write

Whiskey Girl

Toby Keith

Shock'n Y'All

2003

Hey we're going out dancin', she's ready tonight
So damn good lookin', boys, it ain't even right
And when the bartender says 
"For the lady, what's

a verse, that's a modest play, I oughta say (huh, huh)

I need 'bout eighty for a feature now (look)
Raised by a hustler, bitch, you should try and talk

drownin' my sorrows in whiskey and bourbon
Only caught messin' with you for the benefit
I'm just trynna stay on top bein' relevant
No I'll never forget like

The clock is turning for both of us
Give me three more shots of whiskey
And I'll tell you what I'm thinkin'
Give me three more shots of whiskey
And I'll tell

I've wasted a paycheck on whiskey and longnecks
Ever since you left, trying to figure this out
This Jack I've been drinking's been wasted

No I ain't tryna die young
So I gotta keep the fire
Mask on Michael myers
Smoking cookies got me higher
Tell mani pass me that lighter
You know that