מילים לשיר Alkaholik – Xzibit

feat. Erick Sermon, Tha Alkaholiks)
(X) C'mon (X) Yeah.
(E) Ahh, ahh, E(E) Xzibit!
(Xzibit) It's that millenium ridiculous flow, I never let go
Niggaz gettin knocked out is part of my show
TriLet 'em know who they fuckin with yo, a rhyme wrangler
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
(hah!) with my fresh pressed khakis in a slingshot
Stuck in the ground, fitted with a suit in a pine box
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
(Chorus 2X&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
Yo, I bang a nigga head til his neck pop
Kidnap T. Lewis and Jimmy Jam on it
Do a KRSUhh, give it to y'all, in "Any Given Sunday"
X and E's, out for cream
Get the money, while you stay broker than Al Bundy
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
Backed by +Open Bar+, so y'all forget it
( (JJI'm sockin niggaz in they goatees
I eat MC's like a ration
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 underground, we under water drinkin liquid by the gallons
You took the Alkaholik challenge, and lost your balance (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
CaI slap bitches on the ass I slap tits up out the muzzle
For instance, "21 and Over" set your clocks back
You wack and I'm CaI shuffle with the microphone, bang rhymes consistant
(Tick tock tick tock) Still standin where the rocks at
Two(Thirty niggaz, sixty hoes) and that's the motherfuckin guestlist! (.