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letra de one drink at a time - language arts crew

[verse 1: clint westwood]
yo, this is club country. and it still don’t get no love from me
f-ck a cookie cutter, strutting your stuff, cover charge for nothing
i’m a descendent of nomadic, kicking–ss musicians
and i’ll be d-mned if i can’t establish my position
waiting in line despised, makes me belligerent
b-tch, pay no mind to the garbage can i’m p-ssing in
if you knew who this is, then give my [?] the [ninja grin?]
kicked out again to my record, dj spinning it

[verse 2: vric enoh]
if your rap lasts, then i probably don’t remember it
stage presence, pure example of the evidence
management probably over my persona
“you’re a [?] rolling, overdone, and cotton [?]
two drinks tickets? that’s a joke that’s not funny
i should learn to lavatory, let the mop drip runny
frustarated ‘cause they cut me off
i jump the counter, grab a bottle, disappear in the fog

[verse 3: qs zeus]
and i’m sorry. did i break that? probably
the place got rowdy when my legs dropped wobbly
so take that to mommy to milk what she got, man
i ain’t tryna hear it, how i owe you for that mic stand
rappers don’t use those. rappers need some alcohol
control means to choose foes, not to be accountable
i’m sounding off, let my quote form before me
“yo, you don’t rake your leaves before the storm and that’s not normal”

[hook: qs zeus and clint westwood]
well, life’s rolling by. pick it up, bounce the ball
we should all buy another round and drown off alcohol
that’s the raw picture in the blink of an eye
so take your life one drink at a time
well, life’s rolling by. pick it up, bounce the ball
we should all buy another round and drown off of alcohol
that’s the raw picture in the blink of an eye
so take your life one drink at a time—it’s like that

[verse 4: clint westwood]
i’m sorry, bartender. this drinking habit is expensive
more power to the bouncer ‘cause i’m ‘bout to get offensive
and hey, waitress, i’d love to see you naked
your fake t-ts got me salivating like a patient
(your time)—i won’t waste it ‘cause in your mind
i’m just another faded date rapist. as for mine, make it quick
if you want to break off a tip, i’m not a d-ck, just faded
off our jam. this is business—don’t play it like you’re interested

[verse 5: vric enoh]
outside of bathroom stalls, the halls and staying
and laying low and undercover ‘cause they’re knowing my name
i sip a long island icy, tipsy like the high seas
shots are flowing through my bloodstream—it’s looking pricy
it’s lifestyles of the vric and famous
demolition to your club ‘cause my life is shameless
breaking chairs, catching stares, and i’m rowdy with the language
get your mug out my way and spend your tip on a facelift

- language arts crew

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