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Louis Logic – Dos Factotum lyrics

send* corrections to the typist Before

settin it off { scratch*from original "Factotum" [Louis*

Logic] 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 [Hook]

"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 Leigh men 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 [Hook]

"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" [Hook]

"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" { scratched*



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