'm all alone I be thinking I'm against all odds Praying that God will show me the evens But I'm sick of being poor through the season Smoking dro through the drinking
me in the charge (Uptown) But I just bought some V's and a pack in my garage (Ballinnn!) Now... me rapping what's the odds? (whats the odds?) We the last
to God Some snort the import, they got lost in the fog Afford your cars, Lamborghinis, bikini's, pinky rings blingy Blowin' the stinky, drink with me
flock closer to the valley of the shadow of death. * Those of us who stand out against the status quo Do so against all odds. We cling so closely together
the nights All day I just think about the next drink My guitar breaks again and I'll fix it if I can But the odds are that drive let me broke Yeah, the odds
you best, the pony express [?] It's wordless so each word is curved liked an S Get strangled till your last word float off your last breath You're lower
You know maybe not too perfect, you know Somebody that hurt like we hurt Somebody that smoke like we smoke Drink like we drink That understand where
pink spots We drink the slain cops who were crooked The little crops that got a fuckin ticket Who spat on my dollars Then shout at these cowards last
list He get to the BACJ of the fuckin line And you know another motherfuckin thing? I don't give a fuck if a bitch spill a drink in this motherfucker
begins. A couple grains of powder, A couple grams of lead. A touch against the trigger, A touch inside the head. Take another drink, and Raise the last bets. Think about my last
One, just one more drink One last cigarette and I am on my way Oh last night, it?s all a haze Here I pave my way through filth and broken glass Something
know maybe not too perfect, you know Somebody that hurt like we hurt Somebody that smoke like we smoke Drink like we drink That understand where we coming
ask, Who's next? At last, I'm literally loungin black Sittin back, countin double digit thousand stacks See who got smoked, what rumors was spread Last
: One, just one more drink One last cigarette and I am on my way Oh last night, it?s all a haze Here I pave my way through filth and broken glass Something
God Some snort the import, they got lost in the fog Afford your cars, Lamborghinis, bikini's, pinky rings blingy Blowin' the stinky, drink with me Bang