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 (Verse 1)
  at this liquor store,
 Whisky coming through  pores
 Feeling like I run this  block.
 Lotto tickets and  beer
  why you can catch me here
 Tryna  my way up to the top.
 
 (Hook)
 Because my job got me  nowhere,
 So I ain't got a  to lose.
 Take me to a place where I don't 
 This is me and my  store blues.
 
 (Chorus)
 I'll take one  for my pain
 One drag for my 
 Get messed up 
  be ok tomorrow.
 One shot for my 
 One drag  my sorrow
 Get messed up 
  be ok tomorrow.
 
 (Verse 2)
  and my guitar tonight
 Singing  the city lights
 Tryna  on more than what I got.
 Cause 68 cent ain't gonna pay the 
 So  be out here til they call the cops.
 
 (Hook) (Chorus)
 
 (Damian Marley)
  comes Junior Gong
 I'm flying like I'm 
 I'm  that I run the whole block.
  don't know if it's just because
 Pineapple  between my jaws
 Has got me feeling that I'm on 
 
 Feeling like I would have stand up to  cops
 And stand up to big guys  de whole lot a dem saps
 All de talk dem a talk and  fly make no drop
  ghetto youth cannot escape the trap
 
 (Chorus)