| Leaning on my side, hanging onto my ride,
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| ‘69 Cadillac, black on both sides,
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| Here we go, it’s open bar time,
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| Here we go, it’s open bar time,
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| Come on,
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| Leaning on my side, hanging onto my ride,
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| ‘69 Cadillac, black on both sides,
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| Here we go.
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| So get you cups up, get your drink up,
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| It’s living water, baby,
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| Get your mind in order, baby.
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| The world is yours, you can kick it any way you want,
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| You can be a slave forever, you can be the stump that everybody walks over,
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| Or you can be a boulder and crush those fools like a Buffalo soldier,
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| Yeah, Tennessee up in the house like this,
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| and we smacking all suckers with the West Coast twist, (we yell)
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| Dead flow in the Cadillac, baby, the windows rolled down on the Sunset Strip,
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| The price paid, the blood on the ground laid,
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| We ‘bout to change the game like the Bones brigade,
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| And I’m the new Lance Mountain in some D &G jeans,
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| I’m cold chilling, baby, with the West Coast lean.
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| No matter who you are, tonight is open bar.
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| So get you cups up, get your drink up,
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| It’s living water, baby,
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| Get your mind in order, baby.
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| Leaning on my side, hanging onto my ride,
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| ‘69 Cadillac, black on both sides,
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| Here we go, it’s open bar time,
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| Here we go, it’s open bar time,
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| Come on,
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| Leaning on my side, hanging onto my ride,
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| ‘69 Cadillac, black on both sides,
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| Here we go.
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| So get you cups up, get your drink up,
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| It’s living water, baby,
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| Get your mind in order, baby.
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| The living liquid is acidic when it’s going down exquisite,
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| Revisited, I did it, live it to the triple digit,
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| Give it, get it ‘til it pivot with it,
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| Carter said we did it,
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| Let it eat at you, acidic,
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| We got it ‘cause we get it, did it,
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| In a manner, planned a proper course and took it,
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| Lead a brighter light of hope,
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| invading games and certain that no one mistook it for a fleeting moment,
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| On it like a vigilante group,
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| Purchase ticket, come and see me on it like a business suit,
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| I’m the supplying the truth, soon &le amounts of ammo,
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| A word of caution though: never chew off more than you can handle,
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| This is just a snippet, body ripping in the s&le,
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| Consequences, limit, ain’t no gimmicks in this foxhole.
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| No matter who you are, tonight is open bar.
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| Propose a toast:
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| So get you cups up, get your drink up,
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| It’s living water, baby,
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| Get your mind in order, baby.
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| Leaning on my side, hanging onto my ride,
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| ‘69 Cadillac, black on both sides,
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| Here we go, it’s open bar time,
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| Here we go, it’s open bar time,
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| Come on,
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| Leaning on my side, hanging onto my ride,
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| ‘69 Cadillac, black on both sides,
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| Here we go, it’s open bar time,
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| Here we go, it’s open bar time.
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| It’s that lyrical liquid, miracle liquid,
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| Same divine wine Jesus pickled the sick with,
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| Healed the afflicted,
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| Dipped, sipped and chilled with his click wit,
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| Last supper for the label, and Grits to break bread with,
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| A permanent link, penned with a permanent ink,
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| Discern vessels to eternally think,
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| For twelve years we been earning our keep, and won’t stop,
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| Shed tears for the lost souls falling asleep,
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| They spear beers to the homies who was caught in the street,
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| We say our prayers for the mothers who was left with the grief,
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| Wait patiently in the night for the thief to creep,
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| In the blink of an eye, standing at the cold of his feet,
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| Sipping that living water, keeping my mind in order,
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| Passing the cup dutifully, it ended up beautifully.
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| So get you cups up, and get your drink on,
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| It’s living water, baby,
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| Get your mind in order, baby.
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| Leaning on my side, hanging onto my ride,
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| ‘69 Cadillac, black on both sides,
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| Here we go, it’s open bar time,
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| Here we go, it’s open bar time,
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| Come on,
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| Leaning on my side, hanging onto my ride,
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| ‘69 Cadillac, black on both sides,
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| Here we go, it’s open bar time,
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| Here we go, it’s open bar time.
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| Get loose if you wanna get loose,
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| ‘Cause we got that juice to make you choose truth,
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| Over there they pop grits,
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| Over there they got gooks,
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| Over here we keep it grade-A 150 proof.
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| No matter who you are, tonight is open bar.
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| So get you cups up, get your drink on,
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| It’s living water, baby,
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| Get your mind in order, baby.
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| Leaning on my side, hanging onto my ride,
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| ‘69 Cadillac, black on both sides,
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| Here we go, it’s open bar time,
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| Here we go, it’s open bar time,
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| Come on,
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| Leaning on my side, hanging onto my ride,
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| ‘69 Cadillac, black on both sides,
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| Here we go, it’s open bar time,
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| Here we go, it’s open bar time.
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| Get loose if you wanna get loose,
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| ‘Cause we got that juice to make you choose truth,
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| Over there they pop grits,
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| Over there they got gooks,
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| Over here we keep it grade-A 150 proof.
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| No matter who you are, tonight is open bar.
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| So get you cups up, get your drink on,
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| It’s living water, baby,
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| Get your mind in order, baby. |