Xzibit - Alkaholik (feat. Erick Sermon - J-Ro - Tash) Lyrics:
C`mon
Xzibit
Yeah
E-dub

It`s that millenium ridiculous flow, I never let go
Ni**az gettin` knocked out is part of my show
Let `em know who they f**kin` with yo, a rhyme wrangler
Triangular, push-up the hillside strangler

Dangle a, ni**a by the ankle off the balcony
Now let his punk ass go, look out below
It`s a tale of two cities, come out when the sun go down
We officially not f**kin` around

Stuck in the ground, fitted with a suit in a pine box
With my fresh pressed khakis in a slingshot
So heat box all day in a ni**a face
And all you bitches see the dick that you shoulda hate

Call it what you wanna call it
I`m a f**kin` 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 f**kin` 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 ni**a head till 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
Two fly motherf**kers you can`t f**k widdit
Backed by open bar, so y`all forget it

Call it what you wanna call it
I`m a f**kin` 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 f**kin` alkaholik
Bring it if you really want it
Ain`t gotta put no extras on it

J McEnroe, cam smashin`, party crashin`
I eat MCs like a ration
I`m sockin` ni**az 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

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

Catash 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 consistent
You wack and I`m catash and that`s the motherf**kin` difference

For instance, "21 and over" set your clocks back
Still standin` where the rocks at
Two thousand one, we still young guns that`s restless
(Thirty ni**az, sixty hoes)
And that`s the motherf**kin` guest list

Call it what you wanna call it
I`m a f**kin` 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 f**kin` alkaholik
Bring it if you really want it
Ain`t gotta put no extras on it

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