King I'm the man that'll bust dat ass, I'm the man that'll dat ass
Naw, I'm the man that'll bust dat ass, I'm the man bust dat ass (say !)
Naw nigga, I'm the man bust dat ass, I'm the man that'll bust dat Ass
I'm the man that'll bust dat ass, I'm man that'll bust dat ass
King tee Yo check this out. this is tha alkaholik crew. e-swift they say it Couldn't be done? they said king tee couldn't bring out the crew (but we doin' it). yo, it's the fresh shit. the dope for 1993. tha Alkaholik crew. I'm gonna bust out like this, here we go, on.
King Now bust it, I'm a try to it with the drums funk, bass for the trunk And I'm kinda crazy, and hey I can do the nasty and drink like a I'm real smooth, from germs Even walk when my homie smokin' sherm Cause this is how I kick it, hoes got to it It's tha alkaholiks and is wicked mad, cause he got it bad King tees phat and I a blue rag For the little whips and the honey gang truece so I put away the clips Baby baby baby I flip Got to get it on, let my slip If I back then give me some gas If you try to play me bust dat ass
(x4)
Put the mic down clown, you get down Jump around stage like your name was brown the kid is played out your rap record is finished Deminish, you couldn't strong if you ate a gang of spinish Popeye, you could never drop by, you can never by you can never top i I got to back now I'm out before your turf Because I it all like the nigger greedy smurf It's time to scoop the up, e-swift bring the track up (alright) Punk you pack up, cause the unit got my back up a mic stand, got a steady woman But I been in more sheets than the klu klan I'm the j to the ro, and I want to make it you're rappin' like a queer so why don't you get on out of here With the alley cat wearin' hush puppy shoes ? you with (punk you ain't shit!) King tee and the liks up like gas I bend your rhyme over, I your rhyme over I bend your rhyme over, I bend your over I your rhyme over, then I bust dat ass
(x4)
Tha alkaholiks, tha alkaholiks, I'm drunk, I'm drunk, tha alkaholiks. Straight for 93. rippin' shit up. tha alkaholik , now you e-swift
I fiend to get like a bee, check 1,2,3! E-swift and tha crew with king tee (baby) Bangin' out the box, drink my scotch on the rocks And I'm makin' more than the motherfuckin' cops I'm kickin' lines like tyson ass Niggas can't laugh, I put your in a cast (whoa) Yes, i"m the man with the to talk shit And I'm back by the crew that of y'all can get with So back to the lab to fix your Or get like sega or nintendo Simple as that, give me a that's phat And a nigga jump on a motherfucker like cheese on a rat It's strickly, underground ass funk That's out the weak 15's in your trunk So be scared, be prepared when it hits The average motherfucker can't hand the liks
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