Louis Logic - Dos Factotum lyrics

Before settin it off scratch
From original "Factotum"
Fresh from a court runnin from a bar tab
Drivin drunk with car lag in
Need of a barf bag i left my smart half on
The hard path to recovery
With hangover hovering I took a
Bath in the bubbly
I woke up in the trash, cold clutchin a flask
With a wino askin for some from me
But there's no stuff in my stash
I'm so stuck in a glass but
Insist on throwin Rollin Rocks
Shades drawn, doors closed and locked
Hopin no one knocks i'm in a lonely spot
Nowhere, and I want some some Stoli shots
Like I don't care if my
AA sponsor knows or not
I'll spend a week soaked in scotch
On Venice Beach with the vagrants
Then I'm leavin for Vegas


But, I'm penny free, and owe a lot of dough
To spot my landlord and old lady liks
It's like I said, she likes to collect
She don't babysit

"When I get bent, I must represent
No question" scratched
I'm the lush president of the wino section
Since you find no lessons
In this lonely life
It's like "Shorty let me
Tell you 'bout my only vice" scratched
"When I get bent, I must represent
No question" scratched
I been at war with lady liks
And can't find no weapons
Or find protection on my coldest nights
It's like "Shorty let me tell
You 'bout my only vice" scratched

So basically, my drinkin schedule's 8 to 3
But wait and see I bet you
I can make the rate increase
Until I start sprayin my vomit
On my Old Navy fleece
So sayeth the logic, so say the sheep
My next commandment
To drink a case a piece at least
To set the standard
A buncha drunks that's dead from cancer
Leave your 12 steps abandoned on
The way to the bar
A convoy that's on joy juice racin their cars
Drinkin grain from a jar
That's moonshine to the laymen in bars
And soon I'm hearin angels with harps
Perhaps it's beepin horns and I'm
Crossin lanes in my car
And sleepin on the job but made it so far
I'm thinkin ain't this bizarre
It's kinda freezin', tryna find the reason
When I realized my gates were ajar
I took the Nestea plunge straight to the tar
But never jumped
Then I awoke in a pool of my
Puke where I had left my lunch

"When I get bent, I must represent
No question" scratched
I'm the lush president of the wino section
Since you find no lessons
In this lonely life
It's like "Shorty let me
Tell you 'bout my only vice" scratched
"When I get bent, I must represent
No question" scratched
I been at war with lady liks
And can't find no weapons
Or find protection on my coldest nights
It's like "Shorty let me tell
You 'bout my only vice" scratched

I was born of beer kegs in
College dorms and Molotov mixtures
Fists up, breakin bottles off niggas
Make escape doin the hundred yard dash
Comin from a car crash
That's what I call a runnin bar tab
Back to the lab
When an undercover car passed after my ass
Dropped to my knees and my hands in the grass
A straight shot to the trees beside my door
But, I'd forgotten my keys
Plus I had too much brandy to last
So I hopped to my feet
My hands were both clasped stoppin the stream
If I puked the cop would probably see
But he was watchin me flee on wobbily feet
At least that's what I'm thinkin
That's when he tackled me
Stagnant and stinkin
I said, "No way occifer
I haven't been drinkin"
Then he said, "You're under arrest kid
And we're goin back to the precinct"

"When I get bent, I must represent
No question" scratched
I'm the lush president of the wino section
Since you find no lessons
In this lonely life
It's like "Shorty let me
Tell you 'bout my only vice" scratched
"When I get bent, I must represent
No question" scratched
I been at war with lady liks
And can't find no weapons
Or find protection in this lonely life
It's like "Shorty let me tell you
'bout my only vice"