Lyrical Breakdown of I Need A Drink - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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- Lyric Overview: Witness how Tech N9ne weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "I Need A Drink" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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In Heaven, but the Hell still with me
Cops pull us over, yo, my name Bill Bixby
That mean in a blink, I'mma do the opposite of shrink
And bink ya, but I do not want the klink
I need a drink, vodka, cognac
Rum, whiskey, beer and tequila, I don't wanna think
I need a drink, whether wine or moonshine
Whatever, I'm just tryin' to ease my mind
I need a
Big fuckin' cup, shit's fuckin' up, this fuckin' sucks
Everybody broke cause ain't no jobs
Quick stuff and puff, lit up and huff, pissed cuss and fuss
Everybody tote one and go rob
Mama need John Knox village
And that's a lot of cheese from my scrillage
But that don't matter though
Cause for mama's health you know money gotta go
Radical, stab ya, no, but me and the gat is compatible
I don't know why these employers ain't callin' me
Constantly stallin' me, (Fuck this economy)
Preacher be tellin' me, "Read deuteronomy"
But in all honesty, it fuckin' astonish me
When we broke, nigga, looked at as a joke, nigga
But I'm a go-getter, hop up like a four wheeler
To jack a dope dealer, run up in y'all hood
Choppin', all stood with the K 'till it was all good
Club so I can just gee just get to it
Now I'm ducking every pig cause my nig blew it
And how we sanging on a nigga ain't a funny sight
I still gotta get my motherfucking money right
Hella strong I put the I in might
Take a chunk out of a stunner with the lion's bite
Fuck sittin with nothing I ain't about to cry and gripe
Just gonna live my every day like the Mayans right
I ain't bullshitting, I'm a lost soul
My kids growing and they needin shits that cost dough
My homie got shot right outside of off four
I need the cross yo
I need a drink, vodka, cognac
Rum, whiskey, beer and tequila, I don't wanna think
I need a drink, whether wine or moonshine
Whatever, I'm just tryin' to ease my mind
I need a