Only When I`m Drunk

Intro: Tash, speaking to J-Ro<br><br>Yo whassup man, get up man [*urrp* I can`t bust man]<br>Get up nigga, bust [I`m fucked]<br>Get up you gotta do your verse nigga<br>[Aight I`ll try it] Get up nigga!<br><br>Verse One: J-Ro<br><br>I get drunk and I stumble to the phone<br>And conjure up a bitch to bone when I`m alone<br>OHh shit, tow back, I need to take a piss<br>Only when I`m drunk I sing a song like this<br>My grandma and your grandma *urrp*<br>Sittin by the fire<br>Hold on, turn the beat off [nah, keep it goin<br>J-Ro can you make it?] I`m just not knowin<br>I get drunk and start talkin mo` shit<br>And when I got a gun in my hand you better get, out<br>Cause my brain just ain`t what it used to be<br>Forget tryin to raionalize, cover your eyes<br>Ah d-*urrp*, damn I`m drunk<br>I need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk<br>When I get drunk I might act uncouth<br>But when I get drunk I always tell the truth<br>Yeah I`m good, I`m bad, I`m dope, I`m freaky fresh<br>I make hip-hop fans say yes yes<br>The Liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop<br>Hold up, hold up, I think I gotta...<br>*urrrrrrp* Damn, false alarm<br>Gettin all the ladies with my cool charm<br>When I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk<br>Yeah, but only when I`m dr-*urp* drunk<br><br>Yeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, Tash<br><br>Verse Two: Tash, E-Swift<br><br>It goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia<br>It`s the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezer<br>Bust the one out, two out, [flips] type of rapper<br>That`d get you our your seat quicker than a car jacker<br>Slip a Colt for the fever when I`m coolin with my people<br>Got hoes in East Columus like I`m BIlly Dee Wrinkle<br>Cause I move like, I`m smooth like I`m Harry Belafonte<br>Lookin for them niggaz that jumped my homey Dante<br>All up in this bitch with the gin and Tanqueray<br>Drink like Mr. Wendal smoke bud like Dr. Dre<br>But that`s cause I`m old enough to do that type of shit<br>Got damn I gotta piss I pass the mic to E-Swift<br><br>Yeah, I get drunk and can`t nobody whoop me<br>I`m trippin, must be the brew that I was sippin<br>Kickin in, guess I shouldn`ta mixed it with the gin<br>Cause when I`m layin on my back I can feel the room spin<br>One too many, I reckon<br>Feelin I got ta earl, any second<br>Wanna get up but can`t move, feels like I`m stuck in the groove<br>What the fuck was I tryin to prove?<br>I get a rep for downin four-o`s<br>All the hoes knows them Alkaholik bros<br>Niggaz call me dad I got a fifth in the trunk<br>Might fuck an ugly bitch but only when I`m drunk<br><br>Verse Three: J-Ro<br><br>Aight, think I`m feelin a little better<br>Ready to bust this, like this<br>And ya don`t miss, check it out<br><br>I get drunk and start thinkin bout my friends<br>that passed on with every forty ounce the memory will last on<br>Black Man Muzzle, Mike Lee and Suavey D<br>The three MC`s will always live in my memories<br>We used to rock shows, we used to rock hoes<br>And drink forty-o`s, and wear the same clothes<br>Damn I wish we could go through it again<br>But I know one day we gonna do it again<br>And when that day comes it`s gonna be live<br>But I ain`t in no hurry so I don`t drink and drive<br>The ALkaholiks we gets funky when we drinkin<br>Just a lil sumthin, to pump up the thinkin<br><br>Outro: J-Ro<br><br>Beer run! Ante up nigga<br>Ha ha, put the money in the hat