Hip-Hop Drunkies (Explicit)

Whats yo name Whats yo name

My name is Ol Dirty Bastard and Ima Alkaholik

Yeah me too ni**a

(Unverified)

Youre now rockin' with that likes

So start reachin' for the ozone

I see some girls I know

But yall look different with your clothes on

Whats up though Tash came to steal it like the Grinch

While Im leavin' niggaz puzzled

Like I said my sh*t in French

But its all olde English that Im bringin' from beneath

Try to bite my style on wax and watch

These lyrics crack your teeth

Cause I make words connect like West side

When I test glide

My drunken lyrical hand glider nobodys tighter

Than a ruff rap provider with ninety ways to peel ya

So I know the three words sound familiar

(Tash will kill ya)

I filter out the weak every time I speak

I drink to hit the peak to make my mind go

(Beep)

Im def-da-fyin' you rappin' like my client

Tryin' to scrape me for the style

That slam harder than Kobe Bryant

Be quiet this is likwidation from the west

Motherf**k ya boozy show I got my own special guest

Yo yo breaker breaker breaker one nine

I bust this b**ch in the behind with the silver shine

Cause she thought she was fine

She winked at me I thought it was fine

This ni**a poutin' this hoe was mine

I had the alcohol in me took my time

Let a ni**a ro Tate turn on the table

Put in the diamond needle pull it to your ego

What you the king in the chair on my ground

The Tyson of sound its twenty seconds to a round

Scavenger ni**a yous a shrimp a full line of sh*t

My ear cant digest it

Stop drinkin' all that motherf**kin' water

Lets take it to the land

So I can Godzilla up your sheeit

Mr Tiny Tim Man

Niggaz be creepin' up my beanstalk

When I start to come down on your f**kin' asses

Try to chip sh*t on up get these nuts

Motherf**ker what

The ro pimped the flow like a hoe

So I should rap on the mack rap hone

My rhymes hittin' hard enough to crack a bone

I divide square MCs like math

Bend you in half and drink a genuine draft

I stop him then I skied out with all wampum

When hes layin' on the ground

I let my dog scrilla chop him

I feels its all about skills

The outcomes unbelievable like Tyson Holy field

Your lyrics are loaners return em to they rightful owners

My style is wild like gs or the pistol's

No need to ask I put you on like a ski mask

We can fight the power like this was P E Class

I bomb squads like hank shock

Peace to my ni**a Scott puttin' stickers on the block

I drink more Brewster's than punky

Its the further adventures of the hip hop drunkies

You b**ches are hoes

Put it in ya like my motherf**kin' hoe

Or in your butt hole ear hole

Where ever the f**k it goes

You b**ches are hoes

Put it in ya like my motherf**kin' hoe

Or in your butt hole ear hole

Where ever the f**k it goes

Yeah yo yo yo

No disrespect to any architect

Who tried to perfect oh what the heck

Im a MC director rhyme inspector

Rated top ten Brooklyn borough sector

Its the pack town original B-Boy Im rappin'

Whats happenin' so d**e got the pope clappin'

Im smackin' on some chicken what you kickin'

You trickin' while Im vickin' hoes you stick your dick in

Step outta place Tash will smack your taste out your face

Cause theres nowhere to hide

Unless you move to outer space

Cause I waste motherf**kers like toxic fumes

So you betta when you hear the

(Make room boom boom)

Hey sugar plum how can you assume

That the pitch of the volume doesnt have no tune

Im not your everyday regular rap star peddler

One on one at your rap seminar

Beware of the hard way threes the hard way

At you f**kers

So aiyyo my name is J-Ro

And my style is so d**e they call it ya yo

I dont rap fast I love green grass

Nuttin' nice on the mic call me a mean a**

Extra Da-Llama bring ha ha ha

Extra extra bring the Da-Llama

Verse a better one then slice a versa

God acre massacre murdered

Also known as a rap wrecka not a rhyme rebel

Youre just rhyme to survive streets

True beaters minerals and rhymes survive lyrics

Like the acre without the attic but not the only Asiatic

True God but my dick is my lightning rob

Hoe dont kick that mumbo jumbo

See this the type of sh*t niggaz dont try at home

I come funkin' up the spot like Micheal Jordans cologne

With the mega drunken style to keep the crowd pumpin'

Niggaz lookin' at me like Tash is up to somethin

(Get drunk and I stumbled)

But I didnt come to trip I came to bring it to ya humble

Tumble all your plots and all your plans

Ol Dirtys in the house and thats my motherf**kin' man

Its the Likwid crew comin'

Through with Ol Dirty from the Wu

Passin' your party jettin' out with Allt he brew

So what yall new niggaz think you wanna do

Its the Likwid crew comin'

Through with Ol Dirty from the Wu

Passin' your party jettin' out with Allt he brew

So what yall new niggaz think you wanna do