Текст (слова) песни: Xzibit f Erick Sermon, Tha Alkaholiks - Alkaholik

 
[X] C`mon 
[E] Xzibit! 
[X] Yeah.. 
[E] Ahh, ahh, E-Dub 
 
[Xzibit] 
It`s that millenium ridiculous flow, I never let go 
Niggaz gettin knocked out is part of my show 
Let `em know who they fuckin with yo, a rhyme wrangler 
Tri-angular push-up the hillside strangler 
Dangle a, nigga by the ankle off the balcony 
Now let his punk ass go, look out below (BELOWWWW) 
It`s a tale of two cities, come out when the sun go down 
We officially not fuckin around 
Stuck in the ground, fitted with a suit in a pine box 
(hah!) with my fresh pressed khakis in a slingshot 
So heatbox all day in a nigga face 
and all you bitches see the dick that you shoulda ate 
 
[Chorus 2X: Xzibit *singing*] 
Call it what you wanna call it 
I`m a fuckin Alkaholik 
Bring it if you really want it 
Ain`t gotta put no extras on it! 
 
[Erick Sermon] 
Yo, I`m in the zone, and lyrically gone 
Got the spot blown, BOOM! Oklahoma 
Watch the aroma, catch those who love me 
My underground dirty cats on dune buggies 
I be the type to take your watch and flaunt it 
Kidnap T. Lewis and Jimmy Jam on it 
Yo, I bang a nigga head til his neck pop 
Do a KRS-One to a "Black Cop" 
X and E`s, out for cream 
Get the money, while you stay broker than Al Bundy 
Uhh, give it to y`all, in "Any Given Sunday" 
With J. Foxx name the spot, make it hot 
(I hate E so much right now!) Blow it down hooker bounce 
come off the ropes like J. Snooka 
(*X*: Two fly motherfuckers) You can`t fuck widdit 
Backed by +Open Bar+, so y`all forget it 
 
[Chorus] 
 
[J-Ro] 
J-McEnroe, cam smashin, party crashin 
I eat MC`s like a ration 
I`m sockin niggaz in they goatees 
I leave you stiffer than that fool on my basketball trophies 
I`m in the room with 10 G`s, countin ten G`s 
cause we need a bag of weed (can you smell it?) 
Now we need ten dimes, to blow on deez like wind chimes 
Time to close the blinds cause you all in mines 
I bought a bottle for the session, and did not share it 
Drink so much Captain Mo` all I need is a parrot 
You took the Alkaholik challenge, and lost your balance 
You underground, we under water drinkin liquid by the gallons 
 
[Tash] 
Slurred words, double vision, brain bustin, head rushin 
Since I`m too drunk to walk, I rock a party on crutches 
and still rush the roughest MC who wanna get it 
Forget it, it`s Likwit, Tha Liks and, Xzibit 
Ca-Tash on the blast the final piece to the puzzle 
I slap bitches on the ass I slap tits up out the muzzle 
I shuffle with the microphone, bang rhymes consistant 
You wack and I`m Ca-Tash and that`s the motherfuckin difference 
For instance, "21 and Over" set your clocks back 
(Tick tock tick tock) Still standin where the rocks at 
Two-thousand-one, we still young guns that`s +Restless+ 
(Thirty niggaz, sixty hoes) and that`s the motherfuckin guestlist! 
 
[Chorus]
 

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