歌曲 | A Lil Liquor |
歌手 | Phora |
专辑 | Sincerely Yours |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[Hook: Phora] | |
Yeah I pour a lil liquor out for all the ones that passed | |
Taking life slow, I’m just hoping that it lasts | |
It’s moving too fast, I ain’t got no brakes | |
And the clock keeps ticking man, time don’t wait, no | |
For all the ones that passed | |
Taking life slow, I’m just hoping that it lasts | |
It’s moving too fast, I ain’t got no brakes | |
And the clock keeps ticking man, time don’t wait, no | |
[Verse 1: Phora] | |
And yo my life is moving so fast, there ain’t no way to slow it down | |
Plus there ain’t enough liquor in here to go around | |
But this last sip for the casket beneath the tombstones | |
And my cousin Nick grew up in a group home, never knew home | |
Cause every year he gotta new mom and a new dad | |
While the rich kids buying new condos and new jags | |
We barely got enough to pay the gas bill | |
But it’s funny, we complain about money, we on our ass still | |
We always find another way to make that shot glass fill | |
Cause you ain’t gotta deal with the pain if you can’t feel | |
My body numb, they shot up some on the streets | |
Helicopter out my window with the sound of police | |
Don’t wanna know what going on no more | |
I don’t even know if it’s in me to write these ******* songs no more | |
All these hours spent venting, I just wish they understood | |
Death threats, sometimes I wish a ******* would | |
But I got unread messages, missed calls, don’t take it personal God | |
You’d probably be the same if *******s try to murder you God | |
[Hook: Phora] | |
Yeah I pour a lil liquor out for all the ones that passed | |
Taking life slow, I’m just hoping that it lasts | |
It’s moving too fast, I ain’t got no brakes | |
And the clock keeps ticking man, time don’t wait, no | |
For all the ones that passed | |
Taking life slow, I’m just hoping that it lasts | |
It’s moving too fast, I ain’t got no brakes | |
And the clock keeps ticking man, time don’t wait, no | |
[Verse 2: Eskupe] | |
Yo, I feel like this mics my ride or die | |
See the struggle nine to five just to keep this dream alive | |
Ignorance is bliss, but it's stress in disguise | |
So I don't look to the skies or ask the Lord why | |
But I'm puffing out this window pane, watch time go past | |
I feel like I got grains left in my hour glass | |
So I pour a lil liquor and I sip a lil liquor | |
But it's ******* up my life and it's killing off my liver | |
Life's a *******, should I stay or should I go | |
Got the gun up to my dome piece and the cane up in my nose | |
I ain't scared of death, but you never really know | |
No plan is full proof man, we all gotta go | |
But see with caution, you never know who done it | |
Out here on the block, they quick to ******* bang like percussion | |
Plus all the forties I'm chugging, got momma rose and | |
[?] | |
But I tell her it's all or nothing, ain't no room for discussion | |
[Hook: Phora] | |
Yeah I pour a lil liquor out for all the ones that passed | |
Taking life slow, I’m just hoping that it lasts | |
It’s moving too fast, I ain’t got no brakes | |
And the clock keeps ticking man, time don’t wait, no | |
For all the ones that passed | |
Taking life slow, I’m just hoping that it lasts | |
It’s moving too fast, I ain’t got no brakes | |
And the clock keeps ticking man, time don’t wait, no |
Hook: Phora | |
Yeah I pour a lil liquor out for all the ones that passed | |
Taking life slow, I' m just hoping that it lasts | |
It' s moving too fast, I ain' t got no brakes | |
And the clock keeps ticking man, time don' t wait, no | |
For all the ones that passed | |
Taking life slow, I' m just hoping that it lasts | |
It' s moving too fast, I ain' t got no brakes | |
And the clock keeps ticking man, time don' t wait, no | |
Verse 1: Phora | |
And yo my life is moving so fast, there ain' t no way to slow it down | |
Plus there ain' t enough liquor in here to go around | |
But this last sip for the casket beneath the tombstones | |
And my cousin Nick grew up in a group home, never knew home | |
Cause every year he gotta new mom and a new dad | |
While the rich kids buying new condos and new jags | |
We barely got enough to pay the gas bill | |
But it' s funny, we complain about money, we on our ass still | |
We always find another way to make that shot glass fill | |
Cause you ain' t gotta deal with the pain if you can' t feel | |
My body numb, they shot up some on the streets | |
Helicopter out my window with the sound of police | |
Don' t wanna know what going on no more | |
I don' t even know if it' s in me to write these songs no more | |
All these hours spent venting, I just wish they understood | |
Death threats, sometimes I wish a would | |
But I got unread messages, missed calls, don' t take it personal God | |
You' d probably be the same if s try to murder you God | |
Hook: Phora | |
Yeah I pour a lil liquor out for all the ones that passed | |
Taking life slow, I' m just hoping that it lasts | |
It' s moving too fast, I ain' t got no brakes | |
And the clock keeps ticking man, time don' t wait, no | |
For all the ones that passed | |
Taking life slow, I' m just hoping that it lasts | |
It' s moving too fast, I ain' t got no brakes | |
And the clock keeps ticking man, time don' t wait, no | |
Verse 2: Eskupe | |
Yo, I feel like this mics my ride or die | |
See the struggle nine to five just to keep this dream alive | |
Ignorance is bliss, but it' s stress in disguise | |
So I don' t look to the skies or ask the Lord why | |
But I' m puffing out this window pane, watch time go past | |
I feel like I got grains left in my hour glass | |
So I pour a lil liquor and I sip a lil liquor | |
But it' s up my life and it' s killing off my liver | |
Life' s a , should I stay or should I go | |
Got the gun up to my dome piece and the cane up in my nose | |
I ain' t scared of death, but you never really know | |
No plan is full proof man, we all gotta go | |
But see with caution, you never know who done it | |
Out here on the block, they quick to bang like percussion | |
Plus all the forties I' m chugging, got momma rose and | |
? | |
But I tell her it' s all or nothing, ain' t no room for discussion | |
Hook: Phora | |
Yeah I pour a lil liquor out for all the ones that passed | |
Taking life slow, I' m just hoping that it lasts | |
It' s moving too fast, I ain' t got no brakes | |
And the clock keeps ticking man, time don' t wait, no | |
For all the ones that passed | |
Taking life slow, I' m just hoping that it lasts | |
It' s moving too fast, I ain' t got no brakes | |
And the clock keeps ticking man, time don' t wait, no |
Hook: Phora | |
Yeah I pour a lil liquor out for all the ones that passed | |
Taking life slow, I' m just hoping that it lasts | |
It' s moving too fast, I ain' t got no brakes | |
And the clock keeps ticking man, time don' t wait, no | |
For all the ones that passed | |
Taking life slow, I' m just hoping that it lasts | |
It' s moving too fast, I ain' t got no brakes | |
And the clock keeps ticking man, time don' t wait, no | |
Verse 1: Phora | |
And yo my life is moving so fast, there ain' t no way to slow it down | |
Plus there ain' t enough liquor in here to go around | |
But this last sip for the casket beneath the tombstones | |
And my cousin Nick grew up in a group home, never knew home | |
Cause every year he gotta new mom and a new dad | |
While the rich kids buying new condos and new jags | |
We barely got enough to pay the gas bill | |
But it' s funny, we complain about money, we on our ass still | |
We always find another way to make that shot glass fill | |
Cause you ain' t gotta deal with the pain if you can' t feel | |
My body numb, they shot up some on the streets | |
Helicopter out my window with the sound of police | |
Don' t wanna know what going on no more | |
I don' t even know if it' s in me to write these songs no more | |
All these hours spent venting, I just wish they understood | |
Death threats, sometimes I wish a would | |
But I got unread messages, missed calls, don' t take it personal God | |
You' d probably be the same if s try to murder you God | |
Hook: Phora | |
Yeah I pour a lil liquor out for all the ones that passed | |
Taking life slow, I' m just hoping that it lasts | |
It' s moving too fast, I ain' t got no brakes | |
And the clock keeps ticking man, time don' t wait, no | |
For all the ones that passed | |
Taking life slow, I' m just hoping that it lasts | |
It' s moving too fast, I ain' t got no brakes | |
And the clock keeps ticking man, time don' t wait, no | |
Verse 2: Eskupe | |
Yo, I feel like this mics my ride or die | |
See the struggle nine to five just to keep this dream alive | |
Ignorance is bliss, but it' s stress in disguise | |
So I don' t look to the skies or ask the Lord why | |
But I' m puffing out this window pane, watch time go past | |
I feel like I got grains left in my hour glass | |
So I pour a lil liquor and I sip a lil liquor | |
But it' s up my life and it' s killing off my liver | |
Life' s a , should I stay or should I go | |
Got the gun up to my dome piece and the cane up in my nose | |
I ain' t scared of death, but you never really know | |
No plan is full proof man, we all gotta go | |
But see with caution, you never know who done it | |
Out here on the block, they quick to bang like percussion | |
Plus all the forties I' m chugging, got momma rose and | |
? | |
But I tell her it' s all or nothing, ain' t no room for discussion | |
Hook: Phora | |
Yeah I pour a lil liquor out for all the ones that passed | |
Taking life slow, I' m just hoping that it lasts | |
It' s moving too fast, I ain' t got no brakes | |
And the clock keeps ticking man, time don' t wait, no | |
For all the ones that passed | |
Taking life slow, I' m just hoping that it lasts | |
It' s moving too fast, I ain' t got no brakes | |
And the clock keeps ticking man, time don' t wait, no |