Alkaholik lyrics

[Intro: Erick Sermon & (Xzibit)]
(Come On)
Xzibit (Yeah)
E-Dub

[Verse 1: Xzibit]
It's that millennium ridiculous flow, I never let go
n*ggas gettin' knocked out is part of my show
Let them know who they f*ckin' with, yo – a rhyme wrangler
Triangular push-up, the Hillside Strangler
Dangle a–n*gga by the ankle off the balcony
Now let his punk ass go, look out below (–elow)
It's a tale of two cities, come out when the sun go down
We officially not f*ckin' around
Stuck in the ground, fitted with a suit in a pine box
With my fresh pressed khakis and a slingshot
So heatbox all day in a n*gga face
And all you b*tches see the di*k that you should've ate

[Chorus: Xzibit]
Call it what you wanna call it
I'm a f*cking 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*cking Alkaholik
Bring it if you really want it
Ain't gotta put no extras on it
[Verse 2: Erick Sermon, Xzibit]
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 n*gga head 'til 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*ckers) You can't f*ck with it
Backed by Open Bar, so y'all forget it

[Chorus: Xzibit]
Call it what you wanna call it
I'm a f*cking 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*cking Alkaholik
Bring it if you really want it
Ain't gotta put no extras on it
[Verse 3: J-Ro]
J-McEnroe, cam smashin', party crashin'
I eat MCs like a ration
I'm sockin' n*ggas in their goatees
I leave you stiffer than that fool on my basketball trophies
I'm in the room with ten G's, counting 10 G's
'Cause we need a bag of weed (Can you smell weed?)
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 underwater, drinkin' liquor by the gallons

[Verse 4: Tash]
Slurred words, double vision, brain bustin', head rushin'
If I'm too drunk to walk, I'll 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*tches on the ass, I slap pits up out the muzzle
I shuffle with the microphone, bang rhymes consistent
You wack and I'm Ca-Tash, and that's the motherf*ckin' difference
For instance, '21 and Over' set your clocks back (Tick-tock-tick)
Still standin' where the rocks at
Two-thousand-one, we still young guns that's Restless
(30 n*ggas, 60 hoes), and that's the motherf*ckin' guest list
[Chorus: Xzibit]
Call it what you wanna call it
I'm a f*cking 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*cking Alkaholik
Bring it if you really want it
Ain't gotta put no extras on it