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)