[00:00.467]I get no kick from champagne
[00:05.502]Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all
[00:10.528]So tell me why shouldn't it be true?
[00:15.636]I get a kick outta brew
[00:20.969]There's only one beer left
[00:22.689]Rappers screaming all in our ears like we're deaf
[00:25.429]Tempt me, do a number on the label
[00:27.870]Eat up all they MCs and drink 'em under the table
[00:30.394]Like it's on me, put it on my tab, kid
[00:33.321]However you get there, foot it, cab it, iron horse it
[00:36.507]You're leavin' on your face, forfeit
[00:38.045]I crush the mic, hold it like the heat, he might toss it
[00:41.000]Told him tell 'em they stole it
[00:42.355]He told her her lost it, she told him, "Get off it"
[00:44.593]And a bunch other more shit
[00:46.183]Gettin' money, DTs be gettin' no new leads
[00:48.572]It's like eatin' watermelon, stay spittin' new seeds
[00:51.584]It's the weed, give me some of what he's droppin' off
[00:54.147]Soon as he wake up, chokin' like it was whooping cough
[00:57.470]They group been soft
[00:59.017]First hour at the open bar and they're troopin' off
[01:01.734]He went to go laugh and get some head by the side road
[01:04.230]She asked him to autograph her derriere, it read
[01:06.523]"To Wide Load, this yard bird taste like fried toad turd, love, Villain"
[01:10.617]Take pride in code words
[01:12.272]Crooked eye, mold, nerd geek with a cold heart
[01:14.794]Probably still be speakin' in rhymes as an old fart
[01:17.492]Study how to eat, to die, by the pizza guy
[01:19.996]No, he's not too fly to skeet in a skeezer eye
[01:22.789]And squeeze her thigh, maybe give her curves a feel
[01:25.144]The same way she feel it when she flow with nerves of steel
[01:27.850]They call the super when they need their back, uh, plumbing fixed
[01:30.692]"How there's only one left, the pack comes in six?
[01:33.150]Whatever happened to two and three?"
[01:34.956]A herb tried to slide with four and five and got caught
[01:37.252]Like, what you doin', G?
[01:38.447]Don't make 'em have to get cuttin' like truancy
[01:40.707]Matter fact, not for nothing, right now, you and me
[01:43.250]Looser than a pair of Adidas
[01:44.965]I hope you brought your spare tweeters
[01:46.678]MCs sound like cheerleaders
[01:48.477]Rappin' and dancin' like Red Head Kingpin
[01:50.701]DOOM came do his thing again no matter who be blingin'
[01:54.052]He do it for the smelly hubbies
[01:55.756]Seeds know what time it is like it's time for Teletubbies
[01:58.600]Few can do it, even fewer can sell it
[02:00.876]Take it from the dude who wears mask, like a 'tarded helmet
[02:04.197]He plots shows like robberies
[02:05.973]In and out, one two three, no bodies please
[02:08.667]Run the cash and you won't get a wet sweatshirt
[02:11.148]The mic is the shottie, nobody move, nobody get hurt
[02:13.842]Bring heat, like your boy done gone to war
[02:16.433]He came in the door, get everybody on the floor
[02:19.407]A whole string of jobs like we on tour
[02:21.538]Every night on the score, comin' to your corner store

I get no kick from champagne
Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all
So tell me why shouldn't it be true?
I get a kick outta brew
There's only one beer left
Rappers screaming all in our ears like we're deaf
Tempt me, do a number on the label
Eat up all they MCs and drink 'em under the table
Like it's on me, put it on my tab, kid
However you get there, foot it, cab it, iron horse it
You're leavin' on your face, forfeit
I crush the mic, hold it like the heat, he might toss it
Told him tell 'em they stole it
He told her her lost it, she told him, "Get off it"
And a bunch other more shit
Gettin' money, DTs be gettin' no new leads
It's like eatin' watermelon, stay spittin' new seeds
It's the weed, give me some of what he's droppin' off
Soon as he wake up, chokin' like it was whooping cough
They group been soft
First hour at the open bar and they're troopin' off
He went to go laugh and get some head by the side road
She asked him to autograph her derriere, it read
"To Wide Load, this yard bird taste like fried toad turd, love, Villain"
Take pride in code words
Crooked eye, mold, nerd geek with a cold heart
Probably still be speakin' in rhymes as an old fart
Study how to eat, to die, by the pizza guy
No, he's not too fly to skeet in a skeezer eye
And squeeze her thigh, maybe give her curves a feel
The same way she feel it when she flow with nerves of steel
They call the super when they need their back, uh, plumbing fixed
"How there's only one left, the pack comes in six?
Whatever happened to two and three?"
A herb tried to slide with four and five and got caught
Like, what you doin', G?
Don't make 'em have to get cuttin' like truancy
Matter fact, not for nothing, right now, you and me
Looser than a pair of Adidas
I hope you brought your spare tweeters
MCs sound like cheerleaders
Rappin' and dancin' like Red Head Kingpin
DOOM came do his thing again no matter who be blingin'
He do it for the smelly hubbies
Seeds know what time it is like it's time for Teletubbies
Few can do it, even fewer can sell it
Take it from the dude who wears mask, like a 'tarded helmet
He plots shows like robberies
In and out, one two three, no bodies please
Run the cash and you won't get a wet sweatshirt
The mic is the shottie, nobody move, nobody get hurt
Bring heat, like your boy done gone to war
He came in the door, get everybody on the floor
A whole string of jobs like we on tour
Every night on the score, comin' to your corner store