Bender (Battle Rapper) - Frank Stallone lyrics

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Bender (Battle Rapper) - Frank Stallone lyrics

(Verse 1: Bender) Yo tell the crowd to beware, I get awful sick from the various shots of whiskey Barrels of scotch, fall down the stairs once I got too dizzy Spare me the water, give me a chair and a vodka mickey Parish the thought of rest, fetch the hair of the dog that bit me Barely could walk, fiendin', no Mastercard or Visa In the Market where I go to saw the tops off parking meters Party creature sippin' Margaritas, a harsh procedure How I gargle Ceasars mixed with carpet-cleaner 'til I start to seizure And I slept for most the car ride Scraped against the guard rail, woke up just in time to see the sparks fly These tavern lights are a far-cry from star-shine It's dark times tonight, when bar-flies drink their hearts dry So tip your gla**es to this cinematic instant-cla**ic It's systematic liver damage 'til I kick the habit I'm in your mansion's liquor cabinet fillin' up a picnic basket With your liquid a**ets flippin' off the hidden cameras (Sample: Mickey Rourke as Hank Chinaski in *Barfly*) "Keep the change, pour yourself a drink! Give everybody a new round!" (Chorus: Bender and Patience) Fill 'er up! Spill my guts but I'll never spill my cup One-fifty-one, touch the tongue, I'm out to lunch Son's going off you can feel it in your gut I'm'a k** it 'til I'm slumped over, chillin' in the cut X 2 (Verse 2: Patience) Hide your wives and daughters, I'm spoiling my Irish quarter A boozehound, half-in-the-bag, not kind-a sort-a It's talked about but rarely seen like a flying saucer Careless and mean, dinner's a pint and a side of vodka Post-modern Dylan Thomas: a promise I've rightly honoured Bashful and fly, mastered my high when my mind is altered With troubled, polluted blood I stumble up to the mic stand I'll spend my lifespan tryin' to wreak havoc like Iceland A vicious tradition skipped a few generations to get to me A rebel streak, senseless with substance since I was seventeen Spent my 20s on useless pursuits now there's no remedy I took it to the 'enth degree, pondering over Hennessey From a foam cup, cell phone blown up VSOP, ecstasy, depressed for weeks sho' nuff Hold up, let me see, look at my choices close-up No luck, only solution is gettin' toe-up... (Bridge: Patience) So drunk I'll never get to my bed... And I'd better quit while I'm ahead (Chorus: Bender and Patience) X 2 (Scratches: DJ CalKuta) "Get drunk and I stumble" -J-Ro/Tha Alkaholiks "Cause you don't wanna test me when I'm tipsy off the liquor" -Tek/Smif-N-Wessun

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