Mic Reckless - Whiskey & Coke [Lyrics]
[Chorus: The Libertines]
I got soul, so let it rain
I got whiskey and cocaine
I got soul, (doo doo) so let it rain (oh oh)
I got whiskey (ay ay) and cocaine (uh oh)
[Verse 1: Mic Reckless]
Grew up in South East in Kent and what?
Going on an all night bender and what?
John Cena ya can't see me and what?
I'll jack your shots and what?
Ill run up on your spot like what?
Man get jacked and shot like what?
Run up in your house run up in your house what?
I'm tryna maintain level, they're all calling me out
I take another swig, start pouring it out
Pop goes the halo, we all sin now
Come fall in my k-hole, have a stool sit down
Jump in the Jag with a J-Lo and a Olsen twin
Do some cocaine on camera, we can all get rich
Don't judge me bitch, we're all addicted
I'm just the first to admit, I ain't perfect
In fact i'm certain i'm about as worse as it gets
Shoulda stayed a virgin, it burns when I piss
I'm only a wordsmith 'cause workin’s a myth
Yo this sniff ain't working, who's serving this shit?
I should be that person lurking by your living room window
Looking like Kermit nervous, giving the curtain a twitch
Got cocaine like Cobain, Kurts in this bitch
[Chorus: The Libertines]
I got soul, so let it rain
I got whiskey and cocaine
I got soul, (oh oh) so let it rain (ay ay)
I got whiskey (uh oh) and cocaine (rrrrrr)
[Verse 2: Mic Reckless]
Developing a hot temper, gone a little off centre
In a little off licence, killing off Righteous
In the cold beer section, of the old town centre
What I do last night? I can't remember
Sometimes I wanna cry into a coma
Fucked life up too many times to be sober
Got a long nose I can put a lot of coke up
Done class A but I never tried opium
Got a rock star friend that's tryna rope me in
I ain’t smoked that shit, bitch relax
I'm just saying all my favourite acts, done smack
I mix whiskey and Tyskie, that's a Polish beer
It kinda feels like Poland, it's getting cold in here
Lost all emotion, the coldest stare
I'm so sincere when I wrote this here
I wanna kill myself I ain't joking
[Chorus: The Libertines]
I got soul, so let it rain
I got whiskey and cocaine
I got soul, (oh oh) so let it rain (ay ay)
I got whiskey (oooh) and cocaine (ayyyy)