It's that millenium ridiculous flow, I let go Niggaz gettin' out is part of my show Let 'em know who they fuckin' with yo, a rhyme Triangular, push-up the strangler
a, nigga by the ankle off the balcony Now let his punk ass go, out below a tale of two cities, come out when the sun go down We not fuckin' around
Stuck in the ground, fitted with a suit in a box my fresh pressed khakis in a slingshot So heat box all day in a nigga And all you bitches see the that you shoulda hate
Call it you wanna call it I'm a alkaholik it if you really want it Ain't gotta put no on it
Call it what you call it I'm a alkaholik Bring it if you want it gotta put no extras on it
Yo, I'm in the zone and lyrically Got the spot blown, boom, Watch the aroma, those who love me My underground dirty on dune buggies
I be the type to your watch and flaunt it T.Lewis and Jimmy 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, you stay broker than Al Bundy Uhh, give it to y'all, in any given With J. Foxx the spot, make it hot
(I hate E so right now) it down hooker bounce Come off the like J.Snooka Two fly motherfuckers you fuck widdit Backed by open bar, so forget it
it what you wanna call it I'm a alkaholik Bring it if you want it Ain't gotta put no on it
Call it what you wanna 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 like a I'm niggaz in they goatees I leave you stiffer than fool on my basketball trophies
I'm in the with 10 G's, countin' ten G's Cause we a bag of weed (can you it?) Now we need ten to blow on deez like wind chimes to close the blinds 'cause you all in mines
I bought a bottle for the session and did not it Drink so much captain Mo' all I is a parrot You took the challenge and lost your balance You underground, we under water, drinkin' by the gallons
Slurred words, double vision, brain bustin', head I'm too drunk to walk, I rock a party on crutches And still the roughest MC who wanna get it Forget it, it's Likwit, Tha and Xzibit
on the blast the final piece to the puzzle I slap bitches on the ass I slap tits up out the I shuffle with the microphone, bang rhymes You wack and I'm catash and the motherfuckin' difference
For instance, "21 and over" set your clocks Still standin' the rocks at Two thousand one, we still young guns restless (Thirty niggaz, hoes) And the motherfuckin' guest list
Call it what you call it I'm a fuckin' Bring it if you really it Ain't put no extras on it
it what you wanna call it I'm a alkaholik it if you really want it Ain't put no extras on it