Pass the Bottle

What's the wrong side of the bed
When you sleeping on the floor?
Next day I be useless
Need to use less a little more
So go ahead and drink it in
Soak it up
Open up
Loss or with a win
Either way we drinking
Either way we gonna celebrate
Whether it's to reconcile, renovate, commemorate
Slow it down
Accelerate
It's going down, gravitate
Mow it down, Saturdays
I'm comfy cuz I acclimate
On some ready or not
Sometime we shake under the gun
But gotta steady the shot
Aggghh
Locked out my own damn house again
Stuck in my own head, Malkovich
It's looking like I'm sleeping on the ground again
But everything I do, I do gold
Alchemist
They say it's chemically imbalanced
So I guess I'ma take it as a challenge
Pass me the bottle

Wait a minute imma let you catch your breath
(uhhuh uhhuh)
Don't mean to cross the line or disrespect
(nah uh nah uh)
It's time I let the whole world on a secret
I know my soul is worth it's weight In gold and diamond pieces
My thesis on this, this poem I spit
That I wrote on my phone with a blunt in my lip
More pride in my shit cuz the truth is I'm toothless
I'm anxious, a drunk and at times im just ruthless, huh
Nothing to this
Pass the bottle this way
A swig will do it
Chase the monsters away
I've seen it all in just a matter of years
And caught myself inside a prison of irrational fears
And in this moment its clear, wait I'm the motherfucking man
I got this whole world in the palm of my motherfucking hands
Flip these records just to fly smoke this herb on foreign land
Shining brighter as I drink of what's left over in this can

I told my bartender fuck a glass
I'm like pass me the bottle
I told my bartender fuck a glass
I'm like pass me the bottle
I told my bartender fuck a glass
I'm like pass me the bottle
I told my bartender fuck a glass
I'm like fuck a glass, fuck a glass, fuck a glass

Why they always gotta question
People coming cruel, are they cool? A suggestion
Maybe if you move w the groove in the session
You be less stressed to express
Nothing more nothing less
My intention
Provided that you be happy to give that blessing
Would be to grab the microphone and start wrecking
And show a silly sucker how I stepping!
So collected
Ya
Thoughts connected as they passed the bottle
Task was monumental
Accidentally made it hard to swallow
Fit to follow in the footsteps
But now the irony eyeing find me defiantly lying them all down
Down low is where is this thing go
Low is where them old cold spoken w the lingo
Low is where the soul get broke
Whered the dreams go?

It go, 1,2,3
& then, oh yeah 4
3-pack (24)
of that Modelo
I don't really fuck with 40'z
Since they went & changed the bottle
If it's good for the environment
It really ain't a problem
I mean,
I'm ol' school you know?
Stuck in my ways
Besatree & KP
Of course I fuck with The Haze
& When it, comes to the brains
That's my boy Al-bane
Einstein with the rhymes
Never goin' out plain
I be showin' out sayin'
How I know The Cloudmakers
Shout to that playa
Roskopp out in Vegas
I know it's unrelated
Oh well, it's too late
I might, be off topic
I dun had a few dranks
But I'm good
I'm feelin' good
Right here writin' my verse
Sayin' hello to alcohol
To say goodbye to my thirst
Here's a toast & a cheers
From both me & my peers
Now I'm off to the store
Another 24 of beers Aye!

I told my bartender fuck a glass
I'm like pass me the bottle
I told my bartender fuck a glass
I'm like pass me the bottle
I told my bartender fuck a glass
I'm like pass me the bottle
I told my bartender fuck a glass
I'm like fuck a glass, fuck a glass,pass me the bottle