[ lord digga ]   Good good mornin, this is a warnin   You slept on me last night, so stop the fuckin yawnin   You shouldn'ta dialed 540-wake   You made a mistake, now your funeral's gonna take place   I'm not the nigga that you really wanna fight, right?    Cause I put my foot in gladys, cause I thought she wore my nikes   And I just might fuck your wife, cause I'm livin trife   I gives a fuck about a punk pussy rapper   Cause I break the dawn in the p.m. to the day after   You little punk bastards, the digga's comin after   Ya, strictly on a rub-out mission   Say your prayers like a christian   Or your punk ass will be missin   Like jimmy hoffa, it's the drunken hip-hopper   Comin to kick your ass proper to a slow beat or some opra   But check me on the next verse, cause I'm out like cindy lauper      Here comes the crazy drunken style, take a swigger   (I'm drunk, so what? )   I got the crazy drunken style   Here comes the crazy drunken style, take a swigger   (give the man a taste, and he's gone)      [ masta ace ]   I could freak a flow, fresh like fish in the fryer   It's the fat rhyme supplier on the 5 train attire   Goin uptown, kickin with the songs that be hittin   I'm swingin like my dick on the toilet when I'm shittin   I try to eat right, so don't even talk of swine   Gettin mine on tracks that are rough like a porcupine   The mathmatical abstraction, I'm waxin   Maxin with action, shootin like paxton   Ring goes the ? ? ? , ding-ding goes the bell   It's the man with the clientele, here to rock you well   Knock the red out your socks, now it don't match your necks   It's the crazy drunken style like a big glass of beck's      Drink, drink, drink, oh, come and get a drink   Of the lyrical intoxicants to make your breath stink (2x)      We got the lyrical - hangover   Check it out   If the mic was a 40 (I would never be sober) (2x)      (drunk on friday night)      Here comes the crazy drunken style, take a swigger   (I'm drunk, so what? )   I got the crazy drunken style   Here comes the crazy drunken style, take a swigger   (give the man a taste, and he's gone)      [ lord digga ]   When I'm brainstormin I do more than just rain   Cause i'ma get you and throw your mama from the train   I'm kinda vain, that makes me wanna slaughter   Doin shit you never thought of   So don't cross the digga, cause I'm a nigga over drunk waters   So heat up the skillet, so I can cook mc's like gizzards   And beat that ass when you're off to see the wizard   Oh is it, that bad muthafucka? word to scouts honor   The nigga from saturday night that rippin shit like sinead o'connor   So I wanna be startin some with muthafuckas that'll front when   They really know they really don't want nothin   Over here, cause I get heads fly like mike and a pair of nike airs   Agressive like a grizzly, so fuck a care bear   Rapunzel, suck my dick... and cut the weave out your hair