Dro - Hungover Joint lyrics

[Hook] x2 This that hungover joint Twist that hungover joint Pa** that hungover joint That's that hungover joint That's that hungover joint Pa** that hungover joint Hit that hungover joint This that hungover joint [Verse 1: Terminal Knowledge] Yo last night is a blur I been fighting the urge of an animal It's laughable Pump another gla** of courage that'll hurt in the early Morn Caught in the current he sunk like a rock Burst in with slurred speech Of course I thought we were worse when we're drunk but we're not We're worse when we're thirsty How 'bout a round of shots on me Kamikazes and sake bombs Find me hollering at soccer moms Down at Rokbonki 'til I'm 'bout to vomit Hot sh** when you pouring Patron 'til sun up But not sh** when you upchuck on the porcelain throne I need a handful of pills I need a cup of joe I need a bag full of k** And a blunt to roll it in We finna puff the dro Man I really love the smell Finna chief a couple L's Then chief a couple mo' Got too intoxicated You got a booster shot out of the fusula from out the fuselage [?] It's why we cruise in the whip Get it confiscated And it really isn't complicated Grown man living in his mama's basement Better get with the program quick Cause you don't have sh** to be contemplating [Verse 2: Acumental] Can't find my wallet or my auto insurance Can't speak audible words Can't find my cellular phone So I call it from Term's These two ignorant vandals Stay lit like the wick in a candle Living in shambles Sipping a Pabst Tipping the gla** 'til my ribbon unravels With the help of the ink and the pen I can weave it together like needle and thread But the last time I felt like this I told myself I'm never drinking again I never stick to my guns Cigarette smoke diminish my lungs Slowly but surely I'm fading Tastes like the Marlboro Man took a sh** on my tongue (eugh) I crave food but I can't eat Taking a taxi cab back to the pad Can't help but think I may puke in the backseat Tried therapy and other various treatments But that wasn't fair to my demons A series of grievous delirium tremens I need a miracle Jesus I'm praying the pain'll expire Mammalian brain in a fryer My megalomania making it harder for me to attain my desires So let's roll it up yo The cherry glows 'til it turn to ash My brain matter been burned with acid And hungover joint and tell Term to pa** it [Hook]