[Lyric] Introducing McJameson (IAMe)

[Intro: Goldini Bagwell + IAME]
Bartender!
Um, yo, man
Bartender!
Hey, I was in line, bro
What the fuck?
Yea, yea
Let me get a pint glass of that Angel's Bathwater
On the rocks
Oh, you mean that Good Sir?
Hold the rocks
Okay, at least you got good taste
No, no
15-year, gold reserve

[Verse 1: IAME]
God is sure good cause off the Good Sir we spoiled
Back in the day it was Blue Ribbon and Turkish Royals
The fact remains I'm still governed by my habits
But the drinking problem's upgraded to something more lavish
Now give that ol' glass a swig
Then dance and jig
From Northeast Thorn City to Los Angeles
Lasses love us, we some handsome mix
Blame the luck of the Irish for this random mix
But this ain't no remake of House of Pain
This the house of Jameson
In fact they should paying us to bring them out to see us
Like Run-DMC did to Adidas
We'll convince the marketing team how much they need us
To that day I look forward
Cause ain't nothing good poor
That's why I frequent bars that hook up a good pour
I call it the Good Sir, Gold calls it the Angel's Bath
Call it what you want, for sure Sir Jamey's what I'm having
[Hook: IAME + Goldini Bagwell]
If your last name starts with the letters MC
Ask your bartender for some Irish Whiskey
We charge it to the game
Just remember whose game it is
And remember this name
McJameson
If your last name starts with the letters MC
Ask your bartender for some Irish Whiskey
We charge it to the game
Just remember whose game it is
And remember this name
McJameson

[Verse 2: Goldini Bagwell]
I prefer my Good Sir straight out the bottle
Mickey, McMan, no McDonalds
In the land of broken homes in the cut with wrist-slashers
See, to you I'm Gold, but to them I'm Mick Jagger
Rolled and stoned, I don't sip lager
If the rocks don't touch the top you won't get a tip after
So I have to strategize my gear
Rocking a trench coat filled with flasks categorized by year
It's Bagwell and Lame on a split campaign
Bill, Gore
Cliff, Norm
Sipping the Sir Jon James (Keep your shit Champaign)
We hitting that live shit that the zombies have to kill for
Got one sitting shotgun like it's nothing new
There's no substitute for the substance abuse
And it's true, I take my Jamey fresh squeezed from the left T
To the next angel falling in my arms, check please
[Hook: IAME + Goldini Bagwell]
If your last name starts with the letters MC
Ask your bartender for some Irish Whiskey
We charge it to the game
Just remember whose game it is
And remember this name
McJameson
If your last name starts with the letters MC
Ask your bartender for some Irish Whiskey
We charge it to the game
Just remember whose game it is
And remember this name
McJameson

[Interlude: IAME + Goldini Bagwell]
McJameson
McJameson
Formerly known as
Clockwerk with an E
McJameson
McJameson
Goldini Bagwell
And I am my enemy
McJameson
McJameson
(This shit is fucking delicious)
We just tell it how it is y'all
McJameson
McJameson
Tonight's pub crawl is just tomorrow's withdrawal
[Bridge: IAME + Goldini Bagwell]
We gotta do it again
Still killing it
Routine has never tasted so luxurious
Still at it
Mid-shelfing it
Fuck top shelf, this value is something serious
We gotta do it again
Still killing it
Routine has never tasted so luxurious
Still at it
Mid-shelfing it
Fuck ten dollars a shot for something worse than this
McJameson
What you think our fucking favorite drink is Sherlock?
McJameson
If you ain't following our directions then you're lost

[Hook: IAME + Goldini Bagwell]
If your last name starts with the letters MC
Ask your bartender for some Irish Whiskey
We charge it to the game
Just remember whose game it is
And remember this name
McJameson
If your last name starts with the letters MC
Ask your bartender for some Irish Whiskey
We charge it to the game
Just remember whose game it is
And remember this name
McJameson