Suns out but Im feeling empty Bodys rockin feelin unsteady MIght spew so get outa my way I don't give a dam what I gotta do today Im feeling down yeah Im feelin sad Need to feel good even though I feel bad To the bottle shop for the hair of the dog Oh shit my minds in a liquor binge fog Wrap up the tallie up in the paper Pump beats in the car I might cya later As its hitting my lips it's cold as ice I got that 750 mL to paradise I know - that everything - everything is gonna be alright Cause I got - 7 - 50 - mills to paradise Hanging out down by the sea Kickin back taking life lightly She's so fine - she's so nice yeah She really knows how to entice There's beads of water slowly drippin down This filly's got me skating down town I grab her gently with a loving grip Pause for a second then take a sip GOes - (open bottle) feels like we're winning (Ahhhh) now I can't stop grinning Focus on the good times forget the bad There's 750 reasons to be glad Cause there's 750 reasons to be glad (x3) I know - that everything - everything is gonna be alright Cause I got - 7 - 50 - mills to paradise (Breakdown) I know - that everything - everything is gonna be alright Cause I got - 7 - 50 - mills to paradise I know - that everything - everything is gonna be alright Cause I got - 7 - 50 - mills to paradise

Cut the clutter this brother is smooth as butter Steerin like a rudder crazy nutter freaky jungle lover Im no drunk sucker -punch motherfucker I bust like no other I got a flow like the amazon better turn your cameras on we blowing like an atom bomb– screw around and carry on we gather onthe rooftops looking out for brute “ring the alarm” We just unravel like a loose knot – Or scatter like a pack of animals in the savannah when the beast lurks, stains on my T-shirt, from sprayin my name in a lane doing research, my knees hurt From kickin n rippin n stikin to the haters Internet gangsters Keyboard crusaders Maybe post the illest shit on instagram – then you become an instant fan of the sickest band with the quickest hands – strumming n drumming n pumping saxophone and trumpet toasted like a crumpet all day until sunset So raise it up like an elevator blaze it up smell the vapor artezeus check ya later

Driving home from a days work body aching just from digging in the dirt half my money goes to taxes and rent plus the music we make dont pay a cent all of the sudden I see a flicker of red and blue lights in my rear the cop comes up to my window with a bad vibe looking at me like some kind of sad sight he said you been stopped for a drug test have you been using marijuana ectasy and meth I said nah man I be sober today then I think about the toke I had yesterday THESE LAWS - ARE BRIINGIN ME DOWN IV FALLEN - HARD ON THE GROUND THESE WALLS - WELL KNOCK EM RIGHT DOWN IV FALLEN - HARD ON THE GROUND YOU CALL ME CRIMINAL - YOU WANNA LOCK ME UP YOU CALL ME CRIMINAL - YOU WANNA LOCK ME UP So, I waited there by the side of the road really wishing I was chilling at home the cop came back up to me and said I tested positive to THC thoughts rushing as I started to freak so shocked man I could barely speak hadn't even had a puff today and already the system's gonna have me in chains so I took the day off just to go to court waited 5 hours just to be called the judge looked angry his face was all red he said "sunny you've been driving off your head"!!! THESE LAWS - ARE BRIINGIN ME DOWN IV FALLEN - HARD ON THE GROUND THESE WALLS - WELL KNOCK EM RIGHT DOWN IV FALLEN - HARD ON THE GROUND YOU CALL ME CRIMINAL - YOU WANNA LOCK ME UP YOU CALL ME CRIMINAL - YOU WANNA LOCK ME UP The judge he barely let me speak he said "you druggies are pathetic and weak" and cause of a minor charge years ago he was gonna make an example not to follow six months without a license but it gets worse 3 months in the slammer I was destined to serve now I'm sitting here by myself B B B battling with my mental health thinking how did this happen and why was it me how does this benefit our society I cant work man I can barely get around AYO THIS POLICE STATE IS REALLY BRINGING ME DOWN THESE LAWS - ARE BRIINGIN ME DOWN IV FALLEN - HARD ON THE GROUND THESE WALLS - WELL KNOCK EM RIGHT DOWN IV FALLEN - HARD ON THE GROUND YOU CALL ME CRIMINAL - YOU WANNA LOCK ME UP YOU CALL ME CRIMINAL - YOU WANNA LOCK ME UP YOU CALL ME CRIMINAL - YOU WANNA LOCK ME UP YOU CALL ME CRIMINAL - YOU WANNA LOCK ME UP