Alcoholic. [X]. Cmon. [E]. Xzibit!. [X]. Yeah... [E]. Ahh.... E-Dub. [Xzibit]. It's that millenium ridiculous flow I never let go. Niggaz gettin knocked out is part of my show. Let em know who they fuckn wit yo: a rhyme wrangler. Tri-angular push off the hillside strangler. 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. Stuck in the ground fitted with a suit in a pine box. (hah!) with my fresh pressed khakis in a slingshot. So heatbox all day in a nigga face. And all you bitches see the dick that you shoulda ate. [Chorus: Xzibit]. 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 realli want it. Ain't gonna 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. Kidnap T. Lewis and Jimmy Jam on it. Yo I bang a nigga head til his neck pop. Do a KR's 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 yall in Any Given Sunday. With J. Fox namin tha spot make it hot. (I hate E so much right now!) Blow it down nigga 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. [Chorus]. [J-Ro]. J McEnroe cam smashin party crashin. I eat MC's like a ration. I'm sockin niggaz in their 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 these 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 tha gallons. [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 liquid no listen Xzibit. Ca-Tash on the blast the final piece to the puzzle. I slap bitches on the ass I slap pimps about the muzzle. I shuffle with the microphone bang rhymes consistant. You wack and I'm Ca-Tash and that's the motherfuckin difference. For instance 21 and over set your clocks back. (Tick tock tick tock) 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 guestlist. [Chorus].