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It's 9 o'clock
And i want to feel fine
So pass the jar
Gonna sip some shine

Or maybe a Bloody
To start the day
Because there is truth
In what they say

Can't drink all day
Unless you start in the morning
Its gonna get ugly
Heed the warning

Mix em up
Shoot em down
Hey bartender
Another round
Not mad
But on a mission
And only alcohol
Can cure my condition

Irish car bombs
Are such a delight
Or maybe some Beam
Will get me tight

Not drinking to forget
Just wont remember
Pass the rum
Let's fill the blender

Frozen drinks
Will hit the spot
Fuck it!!
Let's do a shot

Mix em up
Shoot em down
Hey bartender
Another round
Not mad
But on a mission
And only alcohol
Can cure my condition

Tequila, gin,
Or fireball
Why just one
I'll do em all

Scotch, bourbon
Whiskey, and rye
Are all the flavors
I love to try

If too many choices
Are making you sick
Maybe the doctor
Should be your pick

Mix em up
Shoot em down
Hey bartender
Another round
Not mad
But on a mission
And only alcohol
Can cure my condition

wont remember

I was only 5 years old
Always did what I was told
Born in a little white neighborhood
I thought life was so good

A year or rwo later
As I was running from a gator
Fearing this could be the end
I stumbled upon a new friend

Ran home to tell my dad
But he got very mad
And forbid us to play
And told him to stay away

That night I got the hand
But still couldn't understand
This boy seemed fine to me
But was told its not to be

*Being taught hatred at such a young age is no way for any kid to ever be raised. Its time to take a stand, stand up and be your own man. Thankfully I was able to unlearn what I was taught and had the strenth to get away from the man I use to call pop *

Bought his BS for a while
Living my life in denial
Denying my feelings inside
The feelings i always had to hide

Couple more years passed
And i continued to ask
How was I better than him
When he always seemed to win

All the games we played in the yard
Man, he always tried so hard
Then summer turned to fall
And it was time to play some ball

*Being taught hatred at such an early age is never the way any kid should be raised. It's time to take a stand, stand up and be your own man. Thankfully I was able to unlearn what I was taught and had the strenth to get away from the guy I use to call pop *

Taking after my mentor
I took the spot behind center
Henry was our star running back
Oh man, could he attack

One hell of a season we had
I didn't care my dad was mad
If I continued to listen to him
Henry wouldn't be my best friend

We won States that year
And it was obviously clear
The scouts were eyeing him
Henry became a USC Trojan

*Being taught hatred at such an early age is never the way any kid should be raised. It's time to take a stand, stand up and be your own man. Thankfully I was able to unlearn what I was taught and had the strenth to get away from the guy I use to call pop *

The next 5 years was a wild scene
Henry was living out his dream
He broke every record on the schools wall
And then went the 1st pick overall

Being drafted by his home town team
Allowed him to reunite with the homecoming queen

On their wedding day
I was the best man
Then they had a couple kids
And bought a piece of land

To this day
Henry's kids still call me uncle
Everytime we get together it's always a good chuckle

I get it....but I guess I dont

All I want to do Is drink,smoke,and write.
When I do all 3,it’s an awesome night
Or maybe a sunny day on a tropical beach
With a pen in my hand and an ice cold beer in reach
Freshly packed bowl will get it done
Writing memories while soaking up the sun

By drinking, I think you know what I mean
Might start with some bud lights but will definately end with Jim Beam
It would be a sin if I forgot about the fireball
So I bought 4 sleeves. Should be enough for us all
Chillin with friends, drinking and having a great time
Maybe someday I’ll put this memory to rhyme

All I want to do is drink, smoke, and write
When I do all 3, it’s an awesome night
Or maybe a sunny day on a tropical beach
With a pen in my hand and an ice cold beer in reach
A freshly packed bowl will definitely get it done
Writing memories while soaking up the sun

When I say smoking I think you know what I mean
They smell so good, these nuggets of green
But not the weed that will make me crazy
I want the bud that makes me lazy
Smoke while drinking and it works much better
Tried to write a note but ended up with a letter

All I want to do is drink, smoke and write
When I do all 3 it’s an awesome night
Or maybe a sunny day on a tropical beach
With a pen in my hand and ice cold beer within reach
A freshly packed bowl will definitely get it done
Writing memories while soaking up the sun

When I say writing I think you know what I mean
It can be about the past, future, or everything in between
My favorite writing are of the times of the past
Hanging with great friends cuz we always had a blast
The between is now as I sit here and write this song
Sipping my whiskey while hitting off the bong
It’s like a dream when I write about the future
The yeti is always full and I never run out of shooters

Drink,smoke,and write


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It's 9 o'clock
And i want to feel fine
So pass the jar
Gonna sip some shine

Or maybe a Bloody
To start the day
Because there is truth
In what they say

Can't drink all day
Unless you start in the morning
Its gonna get ugly
Heed the warning

Mix em up
Shoot em down
Hey bartender
Another round
Not mad
But on a mission
And only alcohol
Can cure my condition

Irish car bombs
Are such a delight
Or maybe some Beam
Will get me tight

Not drinking to forget
Just wont remember
Pass the rum
Let's fill the blender

Frozen drinks
Will hit the spot
Fuck it!!
Let's do a shot

Mix em up
Shoot em down
Hey bartender
Another round
Not mad
But on a mission
And only alcohol
Can cure my condition

Tequila, gin,
Or fireball
Why just one
I'll do em all

Scotch, bourbon
Whiskey, and rye
Are all the flavors
I love to try

If too many choices
Are making you sick
Maybe the doctor
Should be your pick

Mix em up
Shoot em down
Hey bartender
Another round
Not mad
But on a mission
And only alcohol
Can cure my condition

wont remember

I was only 5 years old
Always did what I was told
Born in a little white neighborhood
I thought life was so good

A year or rwo later
As I was running from a gator
Fearing this could be the end
I stumbled upon a new friend

Ran home to tell my dad
But he got very mad
And forbid us to play
And told him to stay away

That night I got the hand
But still couldn't understand
This boy seemed fine to me
But was told its not to be

*Being taught hatred at such a young age is no way for any kid to ever be raised. Its time to take a stand, stand up and be your own man. Thankfully I was able to unlearn what I was taught and had the strenth to get away from the man I use to call pop *

Bought his BS for a while
Living my life in denial
Denying my feelings inside
The feelings i always had to hide

Couple more years passed
And i continued to ask
How was I better than him
When he always seemed to win

All the games we played in the yard
Man, he always tried so hard
Then summer turned to fall
And it was time to play some ball

*Being taught hatred at such an early age is never the way any kid should be raised. It's time to take a stand, stand up and be your own man. Thankfully I was able to unlearn what I was taught and had the strenth to get away from the guy I use to call pop *

Taking after my mentor
I took the spot behind center
Henry was our star running back
Oh man, could he attack

One hell of a season we had
I didn't care my dad was mad
If I continued to listen to him
Henry wouldn't be my best friend

We won States that year
And it was obviously clear
The scouts were eyeing him
Henry became a USC Trojan

*Being taught hatred at such an early age is never the way any kid should be raised. It's time to take a stand, stand up and be your own man. Thankfully I was able to unlearn what I was taught and had the strenth to get away from the guy I use to call pop *

The next 5 years was a wild scene
Henry was living out his dream
He broke every record on the schools wall
And then went the 1st pick overall

Being drafted by his home town team
Allowed him to reunite with the homecoming queen

On their wedding day
I was the best man
Then they had a couple kids
And bought a piece of land

To this day
Henry's kids still call me uncle
Everytime we get together it's always a good chuckle

I get it....but I guess I dont

All I want to do Is drink,smoke,and write.
When I do all 3,it’s an awesome night
Or maybe a sunny day on a tropical beach
With a pen in my hand and an ice cold beer in reach
Freshly packed bowl will get it done
Writing memories while soaking up the sun

By drinking, I think you know what I mean
Might start with some bud lights but will definately end with Jim Beam
It would be a sin if I forgot about the fireball
So I bought 4 sleeves. Should be enough for us all
Chillin with friends, drinking and having a great time
Maybe someday I’ll put this memory to rhyme

All I want to do is drink, smoke, and write
When I do all 3, it’s an awesome night
Or maybe a sunny day on a tropical beach
With a pen in my hand and an ice cold beer in reach
A freshly packed bowl will definitely get it done
Writing memories while soaking up the sun

When I say smoking I think you know what I mean
They smell so good, these nuggets of green
But not the weed that will make me crazy
I want the bud that makes me lazy
Smoke while drinking and it works much better
Tried to write a note but ended up with a letter

All I want to do is drink, smoke and write
When I do all 3 it’s an awesome night
Or maybe a sunny day on a tropical beach
With a pen in my hand and ice cold beer within reach
A freshly packed bowl will definitely get it done
Writing memories while soaking up the sun

When I say writing I think you know what I mean
It can be about the past, future, or everything in between
My favorite writing are of the times of the past
Hanging with great friends cuz we always had a blast
The between is now as I sit here and write this song
Sipping my whiskey while hitting off the bong
It’s like a dream when I write about the future
The yeti is always full and I never run out of shooters

Drink,smoke,and write

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It's 9 o'clock
And i want to feel fine
So pass the jar
Gonna sip some shine

Or maybe a Bloody
To start the day
Because there is truth
In what they say

Can't drink all day
Unless you start in the morning
Its gonna get ugly
Heed the warning

Mix em up
Shoot em down
Hey bartender
Another round
Not mad
But on a mission
And only alcohol
Can cure my condition

Irish car bombs
Are such a delight
Or maybe some Beam
Will get me tight

Not drinking to forget
Just wont remember
Pass the rum
Let's fill the blender

Frozen drinks
Will hit the spot
Fuck it!!
Let's do a shot

Mix em up
Shoot em down
Hey bartender
Another round
Not mad
But on a mission
And only alcohol
Can cure my condition

Tequila, gin,
Or fireball
Why just one
I'll do em all

Scotch, bourbon
Whiskey, and rye
Are all the flavors
I love to try

If too many choices
Are making you sick
Maybe the doctor
Should be your pick

Mix em up
Shoot em down
Hey bartender
Another round
Not mad
But on a mission
And only alcohol
Can cure my condition

wont remember

I was only 5 years old
Always did what I was told
Born in a little white neighborhood
I thought life was so good

A year or rwo later
As I was running from a gator
Fearing this could be the end
I stumbled upon a new friend

Ran home to tell my dad
But he got very mad
And forbid us to play
And told him to stay away

That night I got the hand
But still couldn't understand
This boy seemed fine to me
But was told its not to be

*Being taught hatred at such a young age is no way for any kid to ever be raised. Its time to take a stand, stand up and be your own man. Thankfully I was able to unlearn what I was taught and had the strenth to get away from the man I use to call pop *

Bought his BS for a while
Living my life in denial
Denying my feelings inside
The feelings i always had to hide

Couple more years passed
And i continued to ask
How was I better than him
When he always seemed to win

All the games we played in the yard
Man, he always tried so hard
Then summer turned to fall
And it was time to play some ball

*Being taught hatred at such an early age is never the way any kid should be raised. It's time to take a stand, stand up and be your own man. Thankfully I was able to unlearn what I was taught and had the strenth to get away from the guy I use to call pop *

Taking after my mentor
I took the spot behind center
Henry was our star running back
Oh man, could he attack

One hell of a season we had
I didn't care my dad was mad
If I continued to listen to him
Henry wouldn't be my best friend

We won States that year
And it was obviously clear
The scouts were eyeing him
Henry became a USC Trojan

*Being taught hatred at such an early age is never the way any kid should be raised. It's time to take a stand, stand up and be your own man. Thankfully I was able to unlearn what I was taught and had the strenth to get away from the guy I use to call pop *

The next 5 years was a wild scene
Henry was living out his dream
He broke every record on the schools wall
And then went the 1st pick overall

Being drafted by his home town team
Allowed him to reunite with the homecoming queen

On their wedding day
I was the best man
Then they had a couple kids
And bought a piece of land

To this day
Henry's kids still call me uncle
Everytime we get together it's always a good chuckle

I get it....but I guess I dont

All I want to do Is drink,smoke,and write.
When I do all 3,it’s an awesome night
Or maybe a sunny day on a tropical beach
With a pen in my hand and an ice cold beer in reach
Freshly packed bowl will get it done
Writing memories while soaking up the sun

By drinking, I think you know what I mean
Might start with some bud lights but will definately end with Jim Beam
It would be a sin if I forgot about the fireball
So I bought 4 sleeves. Should be enough for us all
Chillin with friends, drinking and having a great time
Maybe someday I’ll put this memory to rhyme

All I want to do is drink, smoke, and write
When I do all 3, it’s an awesome night
Or maybe a sunny day on a tropical beach
With a pen in my hand and an ice cold beer in reach
A freshly packed bowl will definitely get it done
Writing memories while soaking up the sun

When I say smoking I think you know what I mean
They smell so good, these nuggets of green
But not the weed that will make me crazy
I want the bud that makes me lazy
Smoke while drinking and it works much better
Tried to write a note but ended up with a letter

All I want to do is drink, smoke and write
When I do all 3 it’s an awesome night
Or maybe a sunny day on a tropical beach
With a pen in my hand and ice cold beer within reach
A freshly packed bowl will definitely get it done
Writing memories while soaking up the sun

When I say writing I think you know what I mean
It can be about the past, future, or everything in between
My favorite writing are of the times of the past
Hanging with great friends cuz we always had a blast
The between is now as I sit here and write this song
Sipping my whiskey while hitting off the bong
It’s like a dream when I write about the future
The yeti is always full and I never run out of shooters

Drink,smoke,and write


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I'm just a guy who enjoys writing about fun times, sex, and a lot of drinking. Would love to have someone put my lyrics to music. Give them a read, you wont be wasting your time!

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