Drunk by Myself

By Nas

On Death Of Escobar

Released on September 23, 2002

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[Intro]

Uhh, uhh, where am I going

Where am I? Where the hell am I?

Yo, it's ill


[Verse 1]

Yo, my wife's tired of fucking me

Life tries ducking me

Luckily, I find 'em just at the right time

MAC in my right arm

Tequila bottle in my left arm

Like Christión –

Watching my life go

Can't do myself in

Wolves in the night, yo, Hell's men

Two revolvers, I can let twelve spin

Hop in my Benz, push it to the limit

Buck-sixty, who wit' me?

My Cris', two L's, twisted blunts, and inner conscience

Telling me that I ain't shit

No matter how much cash I sit with

Still gotta ask the Lord for forgiveness

My precious baby girl came like forty nights of rain

To replenish my adolescent brain

Blessed be her name, before her birth, I was insane

So I drive to cool the pressure down, delay the pain

I ate from these poisonous, fucked up streets

Tasted larceny, it was sweet, I starved for more to eat

Though I took, that was to live, hope God will forgive

As odd as it is, the more I gain, the harder it is

To maintain, bitches playin' games

Niggas snitchin', I ain't saying names

But y'all niggas better watch how y'all slang

Lost so many close niggas

Drunk, almost crashed

I'm going too fast

Highway patrol will just flash

Lights in my rearview

If they stop me, I hope they lock me

Instead, they speed ahead

Yo, nigga, watch me


[Chorus]

I'm drunk by myself, gun under my seat

I don't want none of my peeps caught up in none of my beef

I'ma ride to the end of the road if I have to

Praying no car speeds by for me to crash to

Steering wheel in my hand

Trying to hold it steady

Anything in my way is dead

'Cause that's the way I feel, I am already

When I'm drunk by myself, alone in the zone

Drunk by myself


[Verse 2]

Heard niggas hate me, but I hated too once

Been in the shoes of a wolf in the night when he hunts

For every shell niggas bust, we bust at ourselves

Can't tell these niggas nothing though

Bullets wake 'em up well

Take them to hell

Stick-up niggas once ran up on me

My decadent lifestyle attracted sharks on me

I ain't your mark, homie

It's hard to look straight

My foot on the brake

Spilling my bottle, not even shook of the Jakes

Could hardly look both ways

Put out the haze, blurry vision

Think about the time in my life before I was on television

Hella women

Jealous niggas up in my vision

Since we all hood niggas, expect kilos

For what they not seeing is police expect RICO

Only if I could take care of everybody, intoxicated

Windows up, blasting A/C, going wherever instinct takes me

I hate it when I'm like this

The bottle's my accomplice


[Chorus]

I'm drunk by myself, gun under my seat

I don't want none of my peeps caught up in none of my beef

I'ma ride to the end of the road if I have to

Praying no car speeds by for me to crash to

Steering wheel in my hand

I try to hold it steady

Anything in my way is dead

'Cause that's the way I feel, I am already

When I'm drunk by myself, alone in the zone

Drunk by myself


[Verse 3]

The reason that I want to be alone

Tired of all the things that went wrong

That would have went right if I would have did it on my own

Take another swig

The more I drink, the more I think bad thoughts

Fake friends who hung around, who wanna bring you down

Not knowing who to trust, rumors about niggas coming through

Supposedly to shoot at us, not knowing what was true

Or what to believe, that's why I'm on the low lately

Choosing a Henny bottle over a friend, driving again

To keep my mind off that weak shit

There's love through it all

Things to live for

I swerve, almost crash into a wall

Think about the good

Find myself laughing

Turn the cell off, no way to be reached

Know I'm near my crib

Tryna see my way through the streets

Reminded of the positive, I take my drunk ass home

Start feeling out of it, can't wait to get out of this whip

Bring my ass to the crib

I'm tired...


[Chorus]

When I'm drunk by myself, gun under the seat

I don't want none of my peeps caught up in none of my beef

I'ma ride to the end of the road if I have to

Praying no car speeds by for me to crash to

Steering wheel in my hand

Trying to hold it steady

Anything in my way is dead

'Cause that's the way I feel, I am already

When I'm drunk by myself, all alone in the zone

Drunk by myself