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Feel Good Hit Of The Summer 2

Produced by Kno. 5th sneak peek from the upcoming "Strange Journey Volume Three". Pre-order NOW at www.CunninLynguists.com!

Kno: 
It's four o-clock on a Sunday morning 
Who the hell is calling my phone? 
Waking me up I'm stretching and yawning 
If you had any sense you'd leave me alone 

V1 (Natti): 
Wee hours of the morning and word is bond 
I’m in jail I need bail again, the word is bond 
Not James in a tux with olives draped on my cup 
With a dame all on me with healthy letters to cup 
So what up? 
Can you free me ‘fore my prints get back? 
And they run em through the system and realize that I'm black 
All I remember was the stripper then I faded to rack 
Said her name was December than she sat on my lap 
"Merry Crimmuh" 
Liquor and higher power my witness 
I thought fleeing The People was just a matter of fitness 
With all these nice drinks, compliments of Dennis 
Whoever the fuck that is 
"Dennis is this!" 
Two middle fingers up 
"Dennis is this!" 
Dennis tab maxed out on titties and fifths 
Whoever the fuck Dennis, is Dennis is pissed! 
Cus I don’t think that dude we was drinking with was Dennis at all, fam! 

V2 (Grieves): 
Ha, Yup, 
im aware it’s four in the morning 
but I just wanna tell you im drunk and im kinda horny 
I know it gets annoying, but I been losing my grip 
Every woman I talk to I treat like a fair piss and it’s a bitch 
Mainly cuz I now consider you one 
I wanna let you go but every time I seem to screw up 
Now that’s the problem with the space that you occupy 
It’s going great and then the thought of you would cross my mind 
A box of wine and a carton of coffin nails will 
Convince me now would be a great time for hate mailin’ 
Like "Hey bitch! How the hell have you been? 
Remember me? We were dating and you slept with my friends!" 
I just thought that I’d remind you in case you ever forget it 
And train yourself to believe that you're not a terrible wretch 
ha 
You broke my heart into like a million pieces 
So here’s another dim-litted picture of my penis 

V3 (Murs): 
Whoa! 
What the fuck is going on Grieves 
You saved my number under the wrong name in your phone? 
Is that a picture of your...? 
I'ma pretend I didn't see that 
All that rain got you suicidal up in Seatt...ohhhhh 
You had to much to drink again 
Whiskey & a cellphone ain't never gonna be your friend 
You booze you lose, homie you been warned 
You better off using your cellphone to watch porn 
Grab some lotion & a napkin 
Jack off off then pass out 
All these drunk texts'll have you fucked off and ass out 
I hope you black out before you do anymore damage 
I checked your timeline, homie...why you Tweetin in Spanish? 
I understand if this is what you gotta go through 
But when you sober up I got some screenshots to show you 
And Grieves, bro...you gonna be hella happy that all of them texts didn't go through

Drunk Dial f. Murs & Grieves

Released exactly one month after the 9/11 attacks. This song is from the "Sick of Waging War" mixtape: https://sfrstore.myshopify.com/search?q=sick+of+waging+war
LYRICS and backstory available here: http://www.strangefamousrecords.com/blogs/sage-francis-blog/makeshift-patriot-10-years-later/
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