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YeahEOM, manI like to drink a lot,a lot of people like to party 'n shit,but lately its just been getting ridiculous, man.Yo, I spent all my money on women and wineAnd didn't give enough time to the rhythm and rhymeI stay focused on the nickel and dimeI should be Benjamin thinkin' But when I get 'em I be spendin' 'em drinkin'And then I wake upFeelin' nervous and lifelessA thin line between worthless and pricelessWhen my life gets confusing ahead of meI don't ever solve problems I just start boozin heavilyIn San Diego I got off work every day around fourAnd every single day the road worker next door come home with an 18 pack of Miller highlifeI said, ?my life's headed down a path that is way to sim-iliar. I'd prefer not to end up like him?And I'd look up and I'd cringeBut every time I try to change,I say, fuck it, and bingeThat's my life.SongtexteI've been with you so longAnd my love for you is so strongBut sometimes it feels so coldAnd, baby, it gets so oldWonderin why IStubble and cry, yeahMy life's occupied by music and liquor.Yo,I can't stop drinkin', I can't stop smokin'I can't stop writin'I should be the can't stop spokesmanAddictive personalityIronically, I write my realest shit when I escape from realityI drink to forget then I write to rememberIt's been like that since my high school ten-yearI can't imagine if I never had this rappin' hobbyI'd rarely be happy problyBut I knew a lot of people when I lived back in MarylandThat had it way worse, gettin' addicted to heroinSo I shouldn't be too pissedI'm just getting sick writin' drunken self-help do-to listsThat remain unchecked 'cause I never follow throughAnd when you move, old habits follow youAnd I can't quite shake this safe(?) from off my backIt seems its safe strapped up tightAyy'all that's my life.I've been with you so longAnd my love for you is so strongBut sometimes it feels so coldAnd, baby, it gets so oldWonderin why IStubble and cry, yeahMy life's occupied by music and liquor.I guess I'm tryin' to escape from the fear and the sadnessIts madness turn beer into gladnessIt's sort of like the miracle of ChristGood timing, I could use some spiritual advice, manI used to hate the taste of beer as a kidAnd they say times change and it's clear that they did'cause now it seems every night I'm intox-icated by myself in a little ass boxI've been with you so longAnd my love for you is so strongBut sometimes it feels so coldAnd, baby, it gets so oldWonderin why IStubble and cry, yeahMy life's occupied by music and liquor. Aus Songtexte Mania