Текст песни: Benjy Davis Project - The Day That I Die



Late last night I was sitting down with my friends listening to the radio

then a question was asked when a kid called in, this is how it goes

If you only had an hour to live, what would you do

I looked around at all of my friends and smiled cause they knew



We would be sitting at a bar drinking Coors Light sucking on

a fat blunt packed thick rolled tight

Talking to the fine ass girl thats sitting right next to me

Starting shit with people that could beat us

Writing songs about it

Lord I hope Im still alive

The day that I die



I hope my death is far away

I hope I live to see another New Years Day

I hope my kids will sing the same songs that were sang by me

But I know taste will always change

Pour out a cold one for me

The day that I die

Cause Id be



Sitting at a bar drinking Coors Light sucking on a fat blunt

packed thick rolled tight

Talking to the fine ass girl thats sitting right next to me

Starting shit with people that could beat us

Writing songs about it

Lord I hope Im still alive

Lord I hope Im still alive

The day that I die

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Late last night I was sitting down with my friends listening to the radio

then a question was asked when a kid called in, this is how it goes

If you only had an hour to live, what would you do

I looked around at all of my friends and smiled cause they knew



We would be sitting at a bar drinking Coors Light sucking on

a fat blunt packed thick rolled tight

Talking to the fine ass girl thats sitting right next to me

Starting shit with people that could beat us

Writing songs about it

Lord I hope Im still alive

The day that I die



I hope my death is far away

I hope I live to see another New Years Day

I hope my kids will sing the same songs that were sang by me

But I know taste will always change

Pour out a cold one for me

The day that I die

Cause Id be



Sitting at a bar drinking Coors Light sucking on a fat blunt

packed thick rolled tight

Talking to the fine ass girl thats sitting right next to me

Starting shit with people that could beat us

Writing songs about it

Lord I hope Im still alive

Lord I hope Im still alive

The day that I die

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