King tee:   I'm the man that'll bust dat ass, I'm the man that'll bust dat ass      J-ro:   Naw, I'm the man that'll bust dat ass, I'm the man that'll bust dat ass   (say what? !)      E-swift:   Naw nigga, I'm the man that'll bust dat ass, I'm the man that'll bust dat   Ass      Hook:   I'm the man that'll bust dat ass, I'm that man that'll bust dat ass      King tee talking:   Yo check this out. this is tha alkaholik crew. e-swift didn't they say it   Couldn't be done? they said king tee couldn't bring out the alkaholik crew   (but we doin' it). yo, it's the fresh shit. the dope shit for 1993. tha   Alkaholik crew. I'm gonna bust out like this, here we go, come on.      King tee:   Now bust it, I'm a try to freak it with the drums   Alkaholik funk, bass for the trunk   And I'm kinda crazy, stupid and hey I can do the nasty and drink like a   Sailor   I'm real smooth, free from germs   Even walk away when my homie smokin' sherm   Cause this is how I kick it, hoes got to lick it   It's tha alkaholiks and j-ro is wicked   E-swifts mad, cause he got it bad   King tees phat and I sport a blue rag   For the little whips and the honey dips   It's gang truece so I put away the clips   Baby baby baby I might flip   Got to get it on, let my backbone slip   If I fall back then give me some gas   If you try to play me I'll bust dat ass      Hook (x4)      J-ro:   Put the mic down clown, you can't get down   Jump around stage like your name was charlie brown   When the kid is played out your rap record is finished   Deminish, you couldn't come strong if you ate a gang of spinish   Popeye, you could never drop by, you can never stop by   Cause you can never top i   I got to hold back now I'm out before your turf   Because I want it all like the nigger greedy smurf   It's time to scoop the wack up, e-swift bring the track up (alright)   Punk you better pack up, cause the unit got my back up   You're a mic stand, got a steady woman   But I been in more sheets than the klu klux klan   I'm the j to the ro, and I want to make it clear   That you're rappin' like a queer so why don't you get on out of here   With the alley cat coat wearin' hush puppy shoes   ? seen you with (punk you ain't shit!)   King tee and the liks blowin' up like gas   I bend your rhyme over, I bend your rhyme over   I bend your rhyme over, I bend your rhyme over   I bend your rhyme over, then I bust dat ass      Hook (x4)      Talking:   Tha alkaholiks, tha alkaholiks, I'm drunk, I'm drunk, tha alkaholiks.   Straight for 93. rippin' shit up. tha alkaholik , now you join e-swift      Hook      E-swift:   I fiend to get busy like a bee, check 1,2,3!   E-swift and tha alkaholik crew with king tee (baby)   Bangin' niggas out the box, drink my scotch on the rocks   And I'm makin' more hits than the motherfuckin' cops   I'm kickin' lines like tyson kickin' ass   Niggas can't laugh, I put your neck in a cast (whoa)   Yes, i"m the man with the skills to talk shit   And I'm back by the crew that none of y'all can get with   So back to the lab to fix your demo   Or get played like sega or nintendo   Simple as that, give me a beat that's phat   And watch a nigga jump on a motherfucker like cheese on a rat   It's strickly, dirty underground ass funk   That's busting out the weak 15's in your trunk   So don't be scared, be prepared when it hits   The average motherfucker can't hand with the liks      Hook (x4)