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lirik lagu diabolic - 12 shots

[intro]
-coughing-
hey, another day…

[verse 1: diabolic]
yo
woke up early on my born day, 28 ain’t a blessin’ though
my bills are stacked up high and my funds are gettin’ low
i’m set to go up-to this sh-t-hole local bar
so i can get some peace, plus they don’t over-charge
order my first shot i’m sittin’ there all alone
some p-ss warm cuervo coz’ i can’t afford patron
they say i crossed the line coz’ i don’t need no salt or lime
and i smell the liquor before i take it all the time
got problems on my mind, some i can’t handle
time for shot number two, gimmie’ some jack daniels
it’s how i cope, pressure hits, i go get a brew
and after two honestly i’m in a better mood
round three i got that jameson’s irish whiskey
then i put it back and yeah i’m feelin’ kinda tipsy
this busty bar tender lookin’ better by the minute
a few more and i gotta say i’d slide up in it
so i’m like: “yo, come here miss, be friends with me”
then shots four and five are double-fisted hennessy
i should let it be, i’m gettin’ rowdy poppin’ sh-t
time for number six, but wait yo, i gotta p-ss
took a leak, took my seat, now i’m tryna flirt
but the henny’s repeatin’ on my every time i burp
then the b-tch told me six she was buying back
i said surprise me, big surprise, another shot of ‘yak

[hook: nate augustus]
i’m far too proud to cry, and refuse to taste my pride
everyday’s the same so i drink to hide the pain inside
so it comes to p-ss my time, when i breakdown and say goodbye
i begin to close my eyes, hide the pain inside

[verse 2: diabolic]
now it’s eleven on the dot and i want my seventh shot
some ice cold jägermeister would just hit the spot
threw it down and said “yo bartender do a round”
i think that was eight, i’m drunk so i’m losing count
vision kinda spinnin’ but still i want another
now the b-tch looks like vida and i wanna’ f-ck her
i called her over but god-d-mn my mouth was slurrin’
so i was like f-ck it, “just bring me out some bourbon”
took my ninth and looked at life in another light
i went from happy too “imma’ start a f-ckin’ fight!”
thoughts were runnin’ like “i hate myself nowadays”
i’m really broke and my seeds a thousand miles away
baby mama always gotta bring that same drama
“yo bartender bring me back a shot of straight vodka”
that’s number ten but at this point does it matter?
i’m half a father, half a sucker, half a f-ckin’ rapper
half–ssed and half the time i’m just a drunken b-st-rd
who smokes so many cigarettes i got a touch of asthma
ordered my eleventh e&j. and with the quickness
took it and told the b-tch “i’ll be back in twenty minutes”
i went outside, threw some punches and hit the wall
knuckles bleedin’, screaming till i trip and fall
i ain’t got sh-t at all, and i don’t even love myself
f-ck it, i ain’t going back in, here’s number twelve

[hook]

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