Alkaholik (Explicit) - Xzibit/Erik Sermon/J Ro/Tash

Written by：Rico Smith

C'mon

Xzibit

Yeah

Aaa

E-Dub

It's that millennium ridiculous flow I never let go

Niggas getting knocked out is part of my show

Let them know who they f**king with yo a rhyme wrangler

Tri-angular push up the hillside strangler

Dangle a ni**a by the ankle off the balcony

Now let his punk a** go look out below

It's a tale of two cities come out when the sun go down

We officially not f**king 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 b**ches see the dick that you shoulda ate

Call it what you wanna call it

I'm a f**king 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**king 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 the 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. Snuka

Two fly motherf**kers

You can't f**k with it

Backed by Open Bar so y'all forget it

Call it what you wanna call it

I'm a f**king 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**king Alkaholik

Bring it if you really want it

Ain't gotta put no extras on it

J-McEnroe cam smashing party crashing

I eat MC's like a ration

I'm socking niggas in their goatees

I leave you stiffer than that fool on my basketball trophies

I'm in the room with 10 G's counting ten G's

Cause we need a bag of w**d can you smell w**d

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 drinking liquid by the gallons

Slurred words double vision brain busting head rushing

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 b**ches on the a** I slap tits up out the muzzle

I shuffle with the microphone bang rhymes consistent

You wack and I'm Ca-Tash and that's the motherf**king difference

For instance 21 and over set your clocks back

Still standing where the rocks at

Two thousand one we still young guns that's Restless

Thirty niggas sixty hoes and that's the motherf**king guest list

Call it what you wanna call it

I'm a f**king 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**king Alkaholik

Bring it if you really want it

Ain't gotta put no extras on it