Punch Drunk

Lyrics

[Intro] [?] [Verse 1] You know I rock microphones Like they got backbones And I'll roll on your shore like some biscuit dough Yea you study bitin' styles off the next man's flow Think you're Jackson but your name ain't Bo I'm only hittin' chick fine as Madeleine Stoew Got a closet in my crib where the hydrophonic grow Act like you know Lee toast the chronic It ain't the season The reason's strictly economic So pour the gin and tonic Pump the Tony Bennett If wifey ain't watchin' then I'm runnin' up in it I'll make ya hot and spicy like some huevos rancheros Then hit the Knicks game with my man Don Terros And if the Knicks are winnin' Then Spike Lee's grinnin' Next I hit the spot with Stretch Armstrong spinnin' Sippin wiskeys to my favorite cuts Watchin' all the earthpieces shake their butts Some people think I'm nuts 'cause I act a little funny But play me soft I'll beat ya down like ya stole money Politicking with your chickens it's time to get loose [Hook] It's the wicked Pain inflictor with the MICKEYs deuce deuce... Throw your hands in the air and shake your caboose It's the wicked Pain inflictor with the MICKEYs deuce deuce... Politicking with your chickens it's time to get loose [Verse 2] I see a million motherfuckers goin' out on the bottle The heavyweight champion never was a role model I keep it idle with my B-boy bravado From downtown Brooklyn all the way to Colorado So run, play the lotto, kid, if you feel lucky I'm not a toy but I'll hunt you down like Chucky You must be buggin' 'cause I heard you want to buck me You must be trippin' 'cause your woman wants to fuck me Politicking with your chickens it's time to get loose [Hook] It's the wicked Pain inflictor with the MICKEYs deuce deuce... Throw your hands in the air and shake your caboose It's the wicked Pain inflictor with the MICKEYs deuce deuce... Politicking with your chickens it's time to get loose [Verse 3] It's four for the cores It goes on behind closed doors When you go for yours Where it matters the most You like to brag and boast And drink and make a toast When you don't come up close, kid, you be coming up ghost Plus, you playin' hardclose (?) like your cosa nost' But you girl's on my Jimmy Try to give me besos Before you finish, kid, that's Spanish for kisses I'm nuttin' up, cuttin' up The first man that disses [Hook] Politicking with your chickens it's time to get loose It's the wicked Pain inflictor with the MICKEYs deuce deuce... Throw your hands in the air and shake your caboose It's the wicked Pain inflictor with the MICKEYs deuce deuce... [Outro] Before you play yourself, kid, put your head in a noose It's the wicked Pain inflictor