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Funkoars
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The Hangover
[Chorus]
(Oh)
Wake up time to work, you're like, (No)
Fuck that fire me first,
For all the headaches, debt, stress, problems,
Whatever in the bottom of the bottle solves 'em. (Oh)
Wake up time to work, you're like, (No)
Fuck that fire me first,
For all the headaches, debt, stress, problems,
Whatever in the bottom of the bottle solves 'em. (Oh)
You're thinkin' 'bout givin' it up you're like, (No)
It's the hangover, it's the hangover, it's the hangover.
[Verse 1 - Trials]
(Check, one, two, uh, yo,)
Yo, my head hurts from a night, fight the desk clerk,
Super drunk and I'll take the coloured sweat shirt.
My last night's dinner, my liver love liquor, like a big tipper,
Like a stripper, like a stick figure.
(Oh), Fuck the rehab, I'd only relapse, I don't need jack shit,
I only need jacks, spillin' my drink like Hansel with her breadcrumbs,
Find my way back to the bar when I'm dead drunk.
Pop the lid off a bottle of sud, like a thief in the night pop the lock off a truck,
Me and Don are in the city, coppers locking us up,
Don't know what to do, like, keep blowing off like were junk.
And just like that!
What was once a night cap, turned into the last scene of the empire strikes back,
Head in the clouds, while you were sagging down I out settling debts in a cold sweat feeling like,
[Chorus]
(Oh)
Wake up time to work, you're like, (No)
Fuck that fire me first,
For all the headaches, debt, stress, problems,
Whatever in the bottom of the bottle solves 'em. (Oh)
You're thinkin' 'bout givin' it up you're like, (No)
It's the hangover, it's the hangover, it's the hangover.
[Verse 2 - Trials]
(Yeah, yeah)
You tell 'em that you're givin' it up.
But you're like, (No)
Boo them while they're feeling you up,
You only feel it when get no feeling, even it up.
With every other demon inside, you feed it and run.
Well do you, cut your losses or richy rich offers,
'N shit shit you need without risks,
Your spilling a drip, but he called you a bitch blew your buzz up,
Bet he gonna pay later when the clubs shut.
Now it's a mean or an ends, you need to ring all your friends,
And meet 'em in the back in need of revenge.
But he a BC, and you a dumb fuck, he out smarted you, better run son.
You better jump in the car before they bury you,
But you ain't get very far, and hit someone in the dark now,
You a minimal criminal.
Oh, there go the lights no control headed for the pole.
[Chorus]
(Oh)
Wake up time to work, you're like, (No)
Fuck that fire me first,
For all the headaches, debt, stress, problems,
Whatever in the bottom of the bottle solves 'em. (Oh)
You're thinkin' 'bout givin' it up you're like, (No)
It's the hangover, it's the hangover, it's the hangover.
[Verse 3 - Trials)
Man I hate the hang over,
See this rash that I got is the reason the youth remain sober.
I drink 'till it's lights out on the night out,
My head hit the (---Missing Lyrics---).
Send me to rehab with Whinehouse,
I could get down with this shit, but not down with (---Missing Lyrics---),
So I guess that I'm stickin' to hittin' the hard liqour.
Never met my real dad, Jack Daniels my father figure,
I drink 'till I'm past bitter,
It don't take away the pain, it just cover it up, like a masked figure.
So I Jaeger till I feel like superman,
Underwear on the outside, Stumblin' south side.
Back to my Mom's in that Hackemhood,
Feelin' like damaged goods, head splitin' like an atom should.
On the grass 'till I'm spewin' up bread,
To jump on the wagon, then I do it again like,
[Chorus]
(Oh)
Wake up time to work, you're like, (No)
Fuck that fire me first,
For all the headaches, debt, stress, problems,
Whatever in the bottom of the bottle solves 'em. (Oh)
You're thinkin' 'bout givin' it up you're like, (No)
It's the hangover, it's the hangover, it's the hangover.
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