It's that millenium flow, I never let go Niggaz knocked out is part of my show Let 'em know who fuckin' with yo, a rhyme wrangler Triangular, push-up the strangler
Dangle a, by the ankle off the balcony Now let his punk ass go, look out a tale of two cities, come out when the sun go down We officially not around
Stuck in the ground, fitted with a in a pine box With my fresh khakis in a slingshot So box all day in a nigga face And all you bitches see the dick that you shoulda
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 what you call it I'm a alkaholik Bring it if you really it gotta put no extras on it
Yo, I'm in the zone and lyrically Got the spot blown, boom, the aroma, catch those who love me My dirty cats on dune buggies
I be the type to take watch and flaunt it T.Lewis and Jimmy Jam on it Yo, I bang a head till his neck pop Do a to a "black cop"
X and E's, out for Get the money, while you stay broker Al Bundy Uhh, give it to y'all, in any given With J. Foxx the spot, make it hot
(I hate E so much now) Blow it down bounce Come off the like J.Snooka Two fly you can't fuck widdit Backed by open bar, so forget it
Call it you wanna call it I'm a alkaholik it if you really want it Ain't put no extras on it
Call it what you call it I'm a fuckin' Bring it if you want it Ain't put no extras on it
J McEnroe, cam smashin', party I eat MCs a ration I'm sockin' niggaz in they I leave you stiffer than that fool on my trophies
I'm in the room 10 G's, countin' ten G's Cause we a bag of weed (can you it?) Now we need ten dimes to on deez like wind chimes Time to close the 'cause you all in mines
I bought a bottle for the session and did not it so much captain Mo' all I need is a parrot You took the alkaholik challenge and lost balance You underground, we under water, drinkin' liquid by the
Slurred words, double vision, brain bustin', head Since I'm too to walk, I rock a party on crutches And still the roughest MC who wanna get it it, it's Likwit, Tha Liks and Xzibit
Catash on the the final piece to the puzzle I slap bitches on the ass I tits up out the muzzle I shuffle with the microphone, rhymes consistent You and I'm catash and that's the motherfuckin' difference
For instance, "21 and over" set clocks back standin' where the rocks at Two thousand one, we still young that's restless (Thirty niggaz, hoes) And that's the guest list
Call it you wanna call it I'm a fuckin' it if you really want it Ain't gotta put no on it
Call it what you call it I'm a fuckin' it if you really want it Ain't put no extras on it