调：C minor
Verse 1
Aw yeah!
Right about now it's time
nonstop
Verse 2
Kurupt the Kingpin, Xzibit, Crooked I
C
F
C
(Wait a minute, um)
When I'm rockin' I'm more shockin' than
droppin' a boom box in bath water
You entered the wrong scuffle
You catchin' a chrome buckle
I uppercut niggas hard enough to
break my own knuckles
Deliver the sick verbals
My shotty spit a round,
before you hit the ground,
I'm waitin' to get dicced, if not,
Lyrics (lyrics), I'm
Freezin g's in your legion
Freakin' ancient techniques when
These bitches shout Crooked
I'll make you say the West Coast
I own a vicious label,
niggas'll get disabled
When I'm spittin' rhymes written
on project kitchen tables
I load this 4- 5 and let slugs dive at ya
Now that's for Crooked I,
the scrap happy, mic snatcha
Verse 3
huh?
Em
Am
F
Am
Can you fucc with this?
of this west coast MC shit
Am
Em
Am
Yeah, how you like
Dm
Verse 4
in the midst of your heart, starts
The storm, my vocals float like arts
My microphone massacres
every year the same time
Em
Am
F
With audio amputations,
vocal thoughts of a loud talker
Up against the microphone night stalker
With a tendency of bashing
MCs, like ten of me
As you can see I continue mashin'
Caboom, the room gets cleared
Extra- terrestrial microphone terror
In effect, get infected
Tell me what the fucc you expected
and sections full of injections
From these poisenous melod
of slow anguish
I mangle shit with my language
With the microphone
In a scandal like abilities to make
Baboom, alone in my own zone
So don't compare me to none
Near me, oppose and fear me,
Sincerely,
Niggas get stoned for
touching microphones
Verse 5
F
it don't stop
We fuckin' it up like this and like that,
Am
motherfuccin' house
Alkaholiks!
Verse 6
F
ted
I came to the table double fisted
Sadistic, heavy artillery, for all my enemies
Bust shots up in the sky
screamin' obsenities
Make niggas sport cackies and
chucks from hear to Italy
when you see Xzibit fail
Act like a bitch on bail,
I'm the rough cut,
Don't test me son,
You can't compete wit' 25 niggas
whole Pound come through
Am
Em
Am
F
I found that you and yours,
can never fucc wit' mine
I own shit but gimme some
I'm The Alkaholik sniper,
that be keepin' the crowds hyper
It's ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Can't stop till me and my
Verse 7
Yeah, y'all can't fucc
F
wit' that
Verse 8
That's what I'm talkin' about
we been doin' this shit for years
F
Em
Am
Em
Am
that
(Don't step up)
Right, right
Verse 9
(Get get get get hurt)
Whatcha say
Motherfuccas that be hangin'
in the battle
Daz Dillinger
Huh
F
Verse 10
Am
(mixed with
Battlecat's scratching)
Verse 11
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