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mickey diamond - sober thoughts (it's five o'clock somewhere) كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(wake up, wake up, wake up)
it’s just my thoughts (wake up)
the kind of sh_t i think about
huh? (wake up!)

[verse 1]
chains swing like penguin mints
gladiator school with no curriculum
ninety_degree angle, shots be flyin’ perpendicular
cops ridin’ down the block, first respond is “pick the victim up”
jackboys look for the flyest n_ggas and stick ’em up
lil’ goonies, they wristes ain’t big enough to fit the cup, so he bit the dust
we was raised on e_pills and fisticuffs
you n_ggas be on wild different stuff, give my kidneys a liquor rush
your b_tch dizzy, sniffin’ dust, n_gga, what?
she keep tuggin’ on my jeans like my zipper stuck, give my d_ck a suck
hit her with the quickest f_ck, thеn go and pick my n_ggas up
got love for no b_tch, for a fendi bag, she’ll f_ck thе whole clique
have you takin’ blood tests on [?]
male chauvinist, telltale sign, can’t wait to show you this
we watch you melt away and bring you back with the coldest wrist fl!ck
whip it in the bowl like bisquick
in momma’s kitchen, we don’t f_ck around like it’s condoms missing

[interlude]
now i keep quiet around here out of love and respect for your momma
but you need to grow into a man
be a man? what you mean? like you?
i should be like you now? you know i mean?
no, little n_gga, you can never do like me, you don’t need to be like me
but what you need is to stop sittin’ around here tryna blame everybody for your problem
you need to check yourself (yo)
[verse 2]
it’s a war goin’ on outside, and we expandable
the enemy invisible, they k!llin’ us with chemical
hazmat face mask, still movin’ physicals
movin’ metaphysical, put metal to your physical
they got us all trapped, you a slave to my notepad
carti glasses, that’s a three_thousand_dollar toe tag
carry_on low bag, whippin’ walter white, my n_gga broke bad
used to be the man, and now he smoked, that’s
sp_ce ghost, coast to coast, rap bo jack
’91 joints, the grey and black, these rappers really statin’ facts
be takin’ n_ggas forever to make a stack
investin’ all of they dough and don’t make it back
these the half_moon seasons and wavy raps
play the streets like a maniac, few doors down from where the jakes be at
candyman say my name, biatch (diamond)

[outro]
yo, you know what your problem is, baby boy?
man, forget this sh_t ’cause i got heat for n_ggas like you (jody, that’s enough)
n_gga, you need to move
what, motherf_cker? i told y’all little n_ggas, don’t f_ck with me
melvin, stop it! melvin, stop! melvin!
no, melvin, stop it! stop it! break it up!
but you wanna f_ck me, is that right?
i try to be a good n_gga
but i can’t be the lil’ b_tch_ass n_ggas like you wanna f_ck with me
you wanna f_ck with a n_gga, right?
you want a n_gga with two strikes on him to go to jail for life!
motherf_cker, that’s what you want, i’m leavin’
f_ck, no, no, no
yeah, that’s right, n_gga, you leave this motherf_ckin’ house
deal with your son before i k!ll ’em (i will, okay, i will)

- mickey diamond

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