99 Botles

[Intro]

Get your booze, light your blunts up, get your hard drugs, and we doing it.

[Verse 1]

I serve your ass like John McEnroe

Put a .45 Colt to the back of your skull

Cut my finger on a razor blade bagging up blow

Hit the back door with a little strag and a ho

Yeah you heard the news

That I'm back from the grave just to murder yous

And I've been up in the streets kicking curbs in shoes

Number one draft pick with the vertical

White men can't jump nah but I can dump slugs from a shotgun pump

I come from a hood you do not come from

If you think I'm no good take a shot dumb dumb

Dummy come and try to take shit from me

Little rookie, looky how the cookie's so crumby

I ain't owe the dealer or the bookie no money

I just owe it to the world cause I'm looking so funny

[Chorus]

99 bottles of beer on the wall

99 problems and you're hearing them all

99 ways, 99 lines, 99 rhymes fit 99 times

Drink that, sip that, smoke that, sniff that

Break that, take that, 99 bottles of beer on the wall

[Verse 2]

She asked 99 times for a sixty-nine

And love how I rhyme with a shifty mind

I told her 99 times that the shit was mine

Make it 98, the bitch was one sip behind

And if I don't make it I'mma switch to crime

But I'm leaning real hard on this gift of mine

Wouldn't you if you were spitting so sewer

Strawberry blunts with the milk and Kahlua

You're like what's he think cause a milk and Kahlua is a pussy drink

What's a dime piece worth if her pussy stinks?

I have been knocked down and pushed to the brink

I stick with the reek cause I reek of the stink

So come and take a whiff when I speak what I think

I roll up in the club, take a leak in the sink

Then I bounce from the spot with a freak in a mink

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

I'm the cream of the crop with the scheminist plot

He's back from Hell and the demon is hot

I'm a nightmare now, are you dreaming or not?

Jumping out the whip drunk and I scream at a cop

Oh I don't know what you take me as

A snake in the grass or maybe I'm an atheist

But you motherfuckers scared of my crazy ass

I'll cut you up and put you in a Macy's bag

And fuck what the media thinks

I translate Sally Wong just to read to the *chinks*

If you don't get I'm fooling around

I'll hold your head under the water in a pool till you drown

Clutching the Uzi, shoot it around

Popping your top off a beautiful sound

So when the city burns down all the looters around

Stay stuck in the fucking dirt like a root in the ground

[Chorus]