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My extra sunshine 
Is in battle with my river as it runs dry 
And sometimes I gotta tell it all I juss can't sumrize 
My bottle addiction and reasons

I'm drinking scotch out the bottle till I black out
California where the ladies got they ass out
When I walk in I’m the guy they ask bout
Who is he

yea he gon tell ya screw ya
Fuck you mean don't know nun bout music 
She got a brain aint no need for a tutor
Work my move I know how to maneuver 
Im

through
All the shit I bottle up, girl I do it cause I'm just tryna keep this smooth
Actin like it's all sweet when I hide the truth
All the things that

questioned why we on the couch
Now it's chimneys in my section that means it's on the house
Got bottles out the box coming
Dj don't even count em no more he

on fantasies like bottles in a liquor store 
 
I wouldn't trade these feelings for the moon and the stars 
Almost scot-free I could show you the scars 
Used

I keep on trying to pretend that's not a fact
Then I'll never have a chance to relax

I'm an angry man
I feel useless all the time
I could bottle it

I feel myself caving in
Everyone mistaking him
Falling out the wall like an unsecure push pin
We'll just let the bottle spin
Mark the spot it follows

through everybody screw with you
Don't mean pipin' that, hypin' that, they'll be typin' that
M2M, they in demand, you bet I'd bet my life on that
You from

an ISO, hit the spin then the rim, bucket,
Make foes lose sight of the point say fuck it.
Sipping on a bottle of nectar from Nantucket. Hand chucking

Water wash away my sin and set me free

Dad loved the bottle like his Daddy before 
Sent Mama to an early grave
And I swore when I'd grow up I'd take

Bitch give me brain now I'm better!

Verse 1 (Mista Fox)

Back and better got the screws tight. Step in the room, neck too bright
Fucked up whatever get

I woke up this morning
With a bad taste in my mouth
I was alone again
No one was around
And my only companion
Was a bottle of Jack dropped

paradise
Fuck cappin' don't wanna know
Tell you in the afterlife
Pop your medulla bafana wa njuta ai suka
Got no time for no screw-ups
Had to draw the line

you say I 'm  a loco, get this coconut and eat  up my nuts 
Drinking bottles with my sluts and watch'em doing stunts
Burning as hot as the sun just

Numbing and Chest pains in the heart that you clutch
Airing you suckas out like a Punch to the gut!
I got a lot of screws loose, sick And twisted like a nut

up your screw
It ain't my fault your girl loving the crew
Scintillating
What you saying
That my forms
Exhilarating
I been patient
I've been waiting
Now

to go
Guess that's just the life I chose
What good is rose
When it's covered in silver dew
Mother fucker got some loose screws
That's why I'm crazy for

the victim every time that I screw up I take the blame
Anytime the choices that I made ever blew up I'd break the chain
I might come out the other end a little

to swallowing a whole bottle of it
Then I died and came back not a hundred
Dead man walking through the streets, you can see it in my face
That I been numb since

I'm way over the past but I'm still under the present
Rather get lost in a bottle than try and talk to a legend
And all the boldest confessions are

opposing me
With the Ones in the back, few bottles of lean
Come kick it with the fly, no Jet's or Li's
Don Corleone 'cause the crew stay mobbin'
I get wild

Well I found I sleep a lot better
When I sleep alone
But who wants to be alone?
So I keep on searching
Through every bottle and every bar 
Just

Im with it if you with it, yeah
Profile to profile
Myspace or yours, girl
Netflix full of movies
Dominos at the door, yeah
Got a bottle of Henny,