House Of Pain - Punch Drunk lyrics

You know I rock microphones Like they got back bones And I'll roll on your shore like some bisquit dough Yea you study writin' styles off the next man's flow Think your Jackson But your name ain't Bo I'm only hittin' chick fine as Madalin Stowe Got a closet in my crib where the hydrophonic grow Act like you know Lee toast the chronic It ain't the season The reasons strictly economic So pour the jinn and tonic Pump the Tony Bennet If wifey ain't watchin' then I'm runnin' up in it I'll make ya hot and spicy like some wavos 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 bu*ts 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 [CHORUS] Throw your hands in the air and shake your caboose Politican' with your chickens it's time to get loose It's the wicked Pain inflicter with the MICKEYs doose doose... I see a million ....... goin' out on the bottle The Heavy-Weight Champion never was a role model I keep it idle with my be -boy brovado From downtown Brooklyn All the way to Colorado Ya someone 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 women wants to f** me [CHORUS] Throw your hands in the air and shake your caboose Politican' with your chickens it's time to get loose It's the wicked Pain inflicter with the MICKEYs doose doose... It's four for the cores It goes on behind closed doors When you go for yours It matters the most You like to brake a post And drink and make a toast When you don't come up close Kid, you be coming up boast (?) Plus, you playin' coastandoast (?) But you girls on my Jimmy Try to give me ba**oast Before you finish, kid that's Spanish for pieces I'm nuttin' up, cuttin' up The first man who disses me [CHORUS] Throw your hands in the air and shake your caboose I'm politican with your chickens It's time to get loose It's the wicked Pain inflicter with the MICKEYs doose doose... Before you play yourself, kid, put your head in a noose It's the wicked Pain inflicter...