A B-boys Alpha Lyrics - Singles - Cannibal Ox

My mother said, "You sucked my pussy when you came out 

Don't ever talk back, I handed your life and I'll snatch it back" 

I'm just a latch key kid with a snotty nose 

High school drop out, space, I'm around me whiteout 

And I ain't dealin' with no minimum wage 

I'd rather construct rhymes on a minimum page 

Cynical ways, cats sin for nickels these days 

Pulling the chrome out and you actin' like pullin' the chrome out 

Hated the sound of grandma's cryin' the crooked letter 

You could hear it from the ground or when the sky thunders 

Made you wonder 'bout early Sunday morning 

Relatives dressed in black and they all mourning 

Flows be bangin' in the paint, throwin' elbows 

My first fight was me against five boroughs 

I lost my first witch but remembered every detail of my first kiss 

That's that Bronx Tale bliss, the holiest of holies 

Hip hop, it was '88, even at the age of 10, phrases levitate 

Drinkin' Lil' Hug quarter waters 

Dodgin' stray slugs on the corner in that exact order 

While you playin', death is what happens 

I found the passion in aerosol cans and hands clappin' 

Backspins, microphones and cats rappin' 

Linoleum and up rockers, the show shockers 

Who rip Lee patches off of imposters 

You ain't the Real McCoy, you a wind up toy 

And it's gonna cost ya and that's my B-Boy Alpha 

Straight outta the depths of hell, reflect the sect 

And inhale the Buddah wisdom 

Envision and added inscriptions of a mega spiritualism 

Paint a picture from the spiritual and seriously spit a lyric 

That'll rip through a phsyical ligament 

Trigger livin' in these city limits 

Limited with no money, goin' through crazy minutes 

Crazy thinkin' of back in the days when blazin' a lazy written 

Before we was swallowin' duces, poppin' with gooses 

And rockin' the bubble gooses, trouble lose kid, puffin' a lucci 

Hoppin' off Huffy, stealin' Marvel comics and water uzis 

All of us canoeing through sewers with juvenile manuevers 

Caught up in nooses from borders with troubleshooters 

On corners where coppers'll hop outta Dunkin' Donuts 

Poppin' they gun and shoot us, for more of us aware of 

Thinkin' Rudy Guili don't give a fuck about a moule 

Got me woozy, sippin' Kaluha's loosin' my noodles 

Screwed up in the two triple losers 

Sprayin' it live, B-Boy grafitti Alpha 

Out of rap-palooza, looza, looza, yeah