Drunk Tekneek Lyrics

(Well, alright) Oh shit
Many, many asked if I knew the way to go I thought I knew the answer, it seems I wouldn't, so I picked and I picked, for the label I searched I slipped and I tripped for the pop, it didn't work
So now I take the stage of my what? 3rd comeback Now I know the tricks of the trade and where the slum's at Blows to the chest, buckshots from the guage Page after page King Tee takes the rage
Lord have mercy when I pick up my pen Then I ask the Lord to forgive me for my sins 'Cause I get drunk when I get trucked There go some gunshots, wait, I gotta duck (Get down, fool, get down)
What everybody runnin' fo'? (Aww shit!) Can't take the plug of a .38 slug Can't take the drug from the teenage thug So I'ma break loose and do a flip-flop top And land on my feet and show a drunk tekneek
Couldn't walk a straight line, ladies and gentlemen I couldn't walk a straight line if you let me crawl Leanin' to the side, I know I'm drunk, man Leanin' to the side, people everywhere Well, alright, wants to get funked up
M-M-MC's seem to get souped when they group With a big name but see, none of them is game For the royal, loyal, the one that stole yo Coupe De Ville when you thought you could chill
On my street, with your freak, to freak me, the freak Played out along the week and fell steep in the creek So I'ma put my crown upon the peak And do it just for the thieves with the jeeps
I know you feel scared, I got a criminal path For a laugh I watch devils get whipped by Shaft Pooh has a mack-10, E-Swift's in the Benz with a glock Takin' some young girl's cock
I grab that geno-St. Ides by the stack Never smoked crack but I drunk a lotta 'yac Mostly by the cup, grabbin' my nuts to the beat Hey yo, it's the drunk tekneek