Alkaholik Lyrics - Restless - Xzibit

C'mon 

Xzibit 

Yeah 

E-dub 

It's that millenium ridiculous flow, I never let go 

Niggaz gettin' knocked out is part of my show 

Let 'em know who they fuckin' with yo, a rhyme wrangler 

Triangular, push-up the hillside strangler 

Dangle a, nigga 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 fuckin' 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 nigga face 

And all you bitches see the dick that you shoulda hate 

Call it what you wanna call it 

I'm a fuckin' 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 fuckin' 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 nigga 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 motherfuckers you can't fuck widdit 

Backed by open bar, so y'all forget it 

Call it what you wanna call it 

I'm a fuckin' 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 fuckin' 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' niggaz 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 motherfuckin' 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 niggaz, sixty hoes) 

And that's the motherfuckin' guest list 

Call it what you wanna call it 

I'm a fuckin' 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 fuckin' alkaholik 

Bring it if you really want it 

Ain't gotta put no extras on it