C'Mon, Xzibit! Yeah,
It's that millienium ridiculous flow, I never let go,
Niggas gettin' knocked out it's part of my show,
Let 'em know who they fuckin' with yo, a rhyme wrangler,
Triangular push-up the hillside strangler,
Dangle a - nigga by the ankles off the balcony (Waaaahh)
Now let his punk ass go, look out below (Belooooww)
It's a tale o' 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,
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!
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!
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,
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!
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!
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 ten 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,
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!
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!
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!

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