[Chorus: Nasty C]
They say how you win some and ose some, we have to let the good ones go
That's why I pour a little liquor every time I let the good times roll
And yeah I roll (Just to forget that it hurts)
Just to forget that it hurts
They say how you win some and ose some, we have to let the good ones go
That's why I pour a little liquor every time I let the good times roll
And yeah I roll (Just to forget that it hurts)
Just to forget that it hurts

[Verse1: Nasty C]
It's easier to forget you when my energy is drained
See I'm expected to make the hits and then never feel pain
That's not easy mama, you left me at a very young age
Never made it to make deposits in my memory bank
It's like poison Ivy you never got to see your seed grow
But I never forgot about you, even though it seems so
I gotta be discreet, my ride-or-die got re-poed
So till I cross to the other side, this song will be my peek-hole
Beast ass negro
Whole country had to see a boy
Turn into young king teen C.E.O
They kids see a hero, these pricks see Bibo
I'm nearly at the Ts though, I mean you better believe hoe
My fam' will never lose me if they keep the TV on
The fact that I'm away just gets so hard for me to speak on
Even with the beat on, even when I see your
Face in the cloud and get high and try to get, my reach hold
I clouded my mind with the lines just to hide the pain
They never told me that a soul was a price of fame
Where's your hardest weapon, they disown you
West, right away, you fight yourself
Getting lost, well dishonesty is not a thing
You lose a lot of friends, you win a lot of foes
The more you draw attention, that's just how the dice rolls
Whenever the dice rolls, it's gettin' lit, puff pass
Anything to keep my mind floating over this rough patch!
[Chorus: Nasty C]
They say how you win some and ose some, we have to let the good ones go
That's why I pour a little liquor every time I let the good times roll
And yeah I roll (Just to forget that it hurts)
Just to forget that it hurts
They say how you win some and ose some, we have to let the good ones go
That's why I pour a little liquor every time I let the good times roll
And yeah I roll (Just to forget that it hurts)
Just to forget that it hurts

[Verse 2: Erick Rush]
I'm pouring out liquor from the bottle
Straight into my mouth, foot heavy on the throttle
I'm suicidal, only you and I know
Told me; "shoot our rivals", but I'm idle
I haven't touched the Bible in a while
My n***as gone a while, you n***as going why you
I never thought they'd try you
How come the good gotta die young
How come my baby die before his trial
And they wonder why I keep my mind numb
I got a lot thinking to hide from
Then at prison by 25 was the outcome
I'm 26 now, how come
I'm searching for the sign, but I found none, hey I found none
I stopped searching for the sign then I found one
But still I'm halfway up, since they let me down
In a halfway house since I left the ground
I'm thinking about the people that I left in town
Pray to God you stay alive until I get back 'round
Cause they still shooting n***as; "get back down!"
If you really gotta do it, n***a get that pound
Be surprised what they do to you to get that crown
Just pour some liquor for the dawg
In case I get put down, don't forget
[Chorus: Nasty C]
They say how you win some and ose some, we have to let the good ones go
That's why I pour a little liquor every time I let the good times roll
And yeah I roll (Just to forget that it hurts)
Just to forget that it hurts
They say how you win some and ose some, we have to let the good ones go
That's why I pour a little liquor every time I let the good times roll
And yeah I roll (Just to forget that it hurts)
Just to forget that it hurts