Xzibit ☆ X

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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