It's that ridiculous flow, I never let go gettin' knocked out is part of my show Let 'em know who they with yo, a rhyme wrangler Triangular, push-up the hillside
a, nigga by the ankle off the balcony Now let his punk ass go, out below It's a tale of two cities, come out the sun go down We not fuckin' around
Stuck in the ground, fitted with a in a pine box With my fresh pressed khakis in a So heat box all day in a face And all you see the dick that you shoulda hate
it what you wanna call it I'm a fuckin' Bring it if you really it gotta put no extras on it
Call it what you call it I'm a alkaholik Bring it if you really it Ain't put no extras on it
Yo, I'm in the zone and gone Got the blown, boom, Oklahoma Watch the aroma, those who love me My underground cats on dune buggies
I be the type to your watch and flaunt it Kidnap T.Lewis and Jam on it Yo, I bang a nigga head till his pop Do a to a "black cop"
X and E's, out for Get the money, while you stay than Al Bundy Uhh, give it to y'all, in any given With J. Foxx the spot, make it hot
(I E so much right now) Blow it down hooker off the ropes like J.Snooka Two fly motherfuckers you can't widdit Backed by open bar, so forget it
it what you wanna call it I'm a alkaholik it if you really want it Ain't gotta put no on it
Call it you wanna call it I'm a alkaholik it if you really want it Ain't gotta put no on it
J McEnroe, cam smashin', crashin' I eat MCs a ration I'm niggaz in they goatees I leave you stiffer than that fool on my basketball
I'm in the room 10 G's, countin' ten G's Cause we need a bag of (can you it?) Now we need ten dimes to blow on like wind chimes to close the blinds 'cause you all in mines
I bought a bottle for the and did not share it Drink so much captain Mo' all I need is a You took the alkaholik challenge and lost balance You underground, we under water, liquid by the gallons
Slurred words, double vision, brain bustin', rushin' Since I'm too drunk to walk, I rock a party on And still rush the roughest MC who get it it, it's Likwit, Tha Liks and Xzibit
Catash on the blast the final to the puzzle I slap bitches on the ass I slap up out the muzzle I shuffle with the microphone, rhymes consistent You wack and I'm and that's the motherfuckin' difference
For instance, "21 and over" set your clocks Still standin' where the at Two thousand one, we still guns that's restless (Thirty niggaz, hoes) And that's the motherfuckin' list
Call it what you wanna it I'm a alkaholik it if you really want it Ain't put no extras on it
Call it you wanna call it I'm a alkaholik it if you really want it Ain't gotta put no on it