EvB - Porcelian God lyrics

[Verse One] [Ide]: But still I find my way, next day Pray to porcelain gods Who let's me press play, hung over, over hung Plus not a sober lung Let's say, roulette with this older gun Hold it up, take a spin I swear I'll never take a sip again But still did my friend The dog that bit me, no longer wit' me But still tipsy, no end to this city Urban b**hes, they burnin' bridges We're urban, tough and vicious I find myself at home Religious, the way we swig fists Made rich, douche bag sh** Shout to Menny Rhymes with Henny We pound down to the empty Gettin' loose, now sick Juice Before your equilibrium begin to spin You'll be disgusted by the sounds I make in public [Chorus] [Respect Tha God]: For f** sake bow down or get found drown, you p**y Yolk, you done spit one twos across the city Stumble as we struggle to walk these blocks Grab my bottle and an ox man I'll off your top For f** sake bow down or get found drown, you p**y Yolk, you done spit one twos across the city Stumble as we struggle to walk these blocks Grab my bottle and an ox man I'll off your top [Verse Two] [Alucard]: Naturally I become sober Slumped in some corner In pool of my own puke, hung over Temporarily off, memory lost when I woke up sick Can't remember sh**, what a dick I need my friend to tell me what I did I asked him bro Why even try cause them motherf**ers were more wasted then I was They probably still drunk or with a slight buzz Goin' somewhere to get high and just ? I try to recall but not deliver The whole experience? Pssst, gone forever Pour some Hennessy in this cup If there isn't any more I might need to erupt I'm 'bout to fall but this wall is keepin' me up I started gettin' drunk at the bar Takin' shots off of broads All my drunken nights are often odd They all end with the Boston God [Chorus] [Respect Tha God]: For f** sake, for f** sake, for f** sake For f** sake bow down or get found drown, you p**y Yolk, you done spit one two across the city Stumble as we struggle to walk these blocks Grab my bottle all and an ox man I'll off your top For f** sake bow down or get found drown, you p**y Yolk, you done spit one two across the city Stumble as we struggle to walk these blocks Grab my bottle and an ox man I'll off your top