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The drunken funk'n has
Let's it back to the old school one time y'all, uhh
Ya fucking with me? Damn right y'all with us boy
(Shot glass, ha it drunk)
Alkaholiks, say
(Yo Tash, these niggaz up!)

With my Alkaholiks style coming of age
Free as a bird the beer fly on
Ain't here for no fronting just to say a somethin
A like CaTash'll get this motherfucker pumpin'

I walk with a bop that make the cops shine
And I ain't drunk shit, I'm faded from last night
That's y'all, the Alkahol be spitting
Comin' through

I a lot of ale, smoke a lot of L's a day
Got in my room and bales of hay
Twenty-five roaches piled in my
Some like it slow some the fast way

All the ladies know I'm wild and
I live the rap life like my Tash say
I down the brew, never half way
I'm back and to the bar in the Likwid Cafe

Now put yo' bottles to yo'
I sip, you sip, we sip altogether now
Back, and, forth to the bar
Back, and, forth to the bar

Now put yo' bottles to yo'
I sip, you sip, we sip altogether now
Back, and, forth to the bar
Back, and, to the bar y'all

They say one man's trash is the man's treasure
Next man pain be the other pleasure
Whatever you drink ma we bought the bar out
Last cats to call out, who wan' out?

Worst case scenario walking, I talking
Do the damn thing, let your dogs start
Embracing the bass yeah who keep you
Hennessey to the face, tequila with no chaser

Liks kicks, kick dirt on tricks
Fucking out rappers y'all fiend for hits
I just drop my shit, stop serving
Everything bump the two-way versions

I'm the West coast Earving, been through the worst
Survived to death and dying of thirst
Come through, bring a girl, double the fun bitch
'Cause two heads is than one, so let's go

Now put yo' bottles to yo'
When I sip, you sip, we sip now
Back, and, to the bar y'all
Back, and, to the bar y'all

So, if Tash die tonight, rap don't owe me shit
I done did it all homey off sweat and spit (yes)
Spit-zophrenic off about a a gallon
Of that strong shit that make me think like Ray Allen

Profiling in the beat-up ass like fuck it
Bitch I make this car look
Knock on wood, knock on just for practice
'Cause y'all niggaz can't fuck these drunken-ass tactics

We stompin', niggaz
With the rhymes that keep the b-boys jumping
ho, ladies saying ow
Get it now row wipe that brew from your brow

and malt liquor go down the same pipe
You drink with us you piss in the bed the same night
You throwing up on your clothes no fo' sho'
Now you on your back pointing at the sky with toes

Now put yo' bottles to yo'
I sip, you sip, we sip altogether now
Back, and, to the bar y'all
Back, and, to the bar y'all

Now put yo' to yo' lips
I sip, you sip, we sip altogether now
Back, and, forth to the bar
Back, and, forth to the bar