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mac lethal - old rasputin (every night) lyrics

my name is mac lethal
aka old rasputin
come on!

[hook:]
every night i drink just so i can fall asleep
alcohol in my tummy, turning dark days sunny
every night i drink just so i can fall asleep
alcohol in my tummy, pop bottles, get money

[verse 1:]
man, get up out of bed
today is your day
have a little morning s-x, no foreplay
go downstairs and make breakfast your way
put a little grey goose in your oj
okay
i’m a fast stinker, but i’ll never live in slow pace
the world just rotates and rotates, my young soldiers
i never get drunk, but trust me, i get hung over
big thumbs up
hip-hop for jesus
for dinner i’mma finish off a big box of cheez-its
you know i’m cooking
love a little bit of kiss to your wife cause i know she’s looking
i’m in that el camino with a [?] rim and the [?] cushions
i’m chopping
i’m knuckle-popping that hustle
copping that custom black [?]
get a bit of a cracked ego
you know it’s mac lethal
that’s me, bro
no superpowers and no cape
i’m still a rap hero
baby, it’s hip-hop’s original beer sn-b
with rugged rap styles, i’mma nibble your ears off

[hook]

[verse 2:]
i said i’m getting f-cked up in the mooooorning
cause i’m h-rny for music that ain’t boooooring
and all the music out now, i hate it
so when i want some really good music, i gotta make it
so i’m getting f-cked up in the mooooorning
i’m wide awake, but, man, i’m so high, i’m snoring
my martini’s dirtier than trashy hoes and wh-r- clothes
and your flow is cheesier than axl rose’s cornrows
you know i’m ripping, give it a listen
motherf-cker, my (boca’s singing)[?]
dip in a doke
in a minute with a gnome
mina-minimally broke when i roast these chickens
these rappers hating on me, casey down to wichita
i can see the b-tch in y’all
i can see your t-ts and bra
get out my way, i’m ’bout to dropkick the midwest
and your existence is a conflict of interest
i got a model with me, i ain’t kissing on no dumb sk-nk
i’m rather sh-t up in the drunk tank and puff stank

[hook]

[verse 3:]
i said i got that double ipa
i’m drinking it, baby
the bar is packed
i’m gonna leave with a lady
my car’s in back
we gonna jump in
slow chopped and screwed music pumping
f-ck rims
i’d rather have machine guns on the front ends
black clover beer club
lifetime homies
summer nights we get together, drinking light fine stogies
lord knows that i can’t handle the press
y’all wanna know if cousin bennett’s real, man?
the answer is yes
sh-t!

[outro:]
[phone rings]
[bennett:] h-llo?
[mac:] hey, what up, bennett? what are you doing?
[bennett:] what up, [?] uh, at the gig and sh-t. i met this girl…
[mac:] oh, you working?
[bennett:] yeah…
[mac:] alright, man, well, give me a call after work, dude
[bennett:] aight, man
[mac:] aight, luh, luh
that was irish goodbye

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