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Three a clock in the morning double vision with my homies

Four a clock feeling funny got no car and we got no money

Five a clock body sunset reggae forty so we can't see

Six a clock came to dentist asked if he's got anything

Eight a clock feeling shitty coming down the GPSP

Nine a clock drunk and driving on my way to Conquer city

Ten a clock I ain't driving taking vomit in the back seat

Twelve a clock caring less if all my way is all way down