Murs - Cicagrettes & Liquor lyrics

Chorus]: Crackers, beaners, gooks, n***as What we all got in common? Ha! Cigarettes and liquor The cancer might k** ya or sclerosis of the liver But we still keep spendin' on cigarettes and liquor Cigarettes and liquor Cigarettes and liquor Run out and get yo Cigarettes and liquor Cigarettes and liquor Cigarettes and liquor Everybody's spendin' on Cigarettes and liquor Cigarettes and liquor Cigarettes and liquor Betta go get yo Cigarettes and liquor Cigarettes and liquor Cigarettes and liquor Everybody need they Cigarettes and liquor [Verse One]: I got twenty little soldiers lined up in a row What you want one homie? Man, psst, here you go k**in' myself, I might as well k** you Matter of fact, second thought, go ahead and take two My hands and my breath smellin' like straight doo doo A couple years from now I'm gonna sound like Guru I don't know what to do I really need to quit Teeth so yellow they could bu*ter up some grits I can't quit, it's the celebrity and fame The stress and the strain from the whole rap game Look, I know it's lame, but what's your excuse man? Credit card, rent late, wife found a new man? I understand We all got our problems You k** yourself slowly and you hope that'll solve 'em It's in my genes man, my family tree My mother smoke, my father smoke, a canidate for me My little brother, he been smokin' since the fourth grade Smoke a stress blunt, then he chase it with some E&J Drinkin', smokin' and it might stunt your growth But he's 6'4" and he's been doin' both So smoke all you want Go cigarette crazy And cancer get your a**, don't go cryin' like a baby Cause chemo, radiation man, it ain't no fun You better get yo a** the patch or some Nicorette gum [Chorus]: Crackers, beaners, gooks, n***as What we all got in common? Ha! Cigarettes and liquor The cancer might k** ya or sclerosis of the liver But we still keep spendin' on cigarettes and liquor Cigarettes and liquor Cigarettes and liquor Run out and get yo Cigarettes and liquor Cigarettes and liquor Cigarettes and liquor Everybody's spendin' on Cigarettes and liquor Cigarettes and liquor Cigarettes and liquor Betta go get yo Cigarettes and liquor Cigarettes and liquor Cigarettes and liquor Everybody need they Cigarettes and liquor [Verse Two]: Now have you ever been faded, intoxicated Woke up at the crib and wondered how you made it? Late to the job cause you so faded You walk in at noon and try to masquerade it Like, "Awe man, I'm feelin' under the weather." But your co-workers laughin' cause they all know better You got a hangover And sh** it ain't over You're not quite drunk, but you sho' ain't sober Weekend warrior Should have ate your Wheaties Sunday Night Fever gave your a** the Bee Gees/B.G.s Or bubble guts Stomach all doubled up Head feelin' like you caught a Mike Tyson uppercut You f**in' up Get your sh** together You can't keep doin' this bullsh** forever Runnin' to the bathroom every five minutes Every time that you throw up, you claimin' that you finished Then you swear you bout to quit But as soon as Friday come It's time to get lit Tequilla shots, lemon drops, dancin' on the table tops You know when you're really drunk? When? When you say you're not "I ain't faded, why is everybody trippin'?" Pulled your pee pee out on the dance floor and started pissin' And you call yourself a grown man You one step away from a twelve step program