Punch Drunk lyrics

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
You know I rock microphones
Like they got backbones
And I'll roll on your shore like some biscuit dough
Yea you study bitin' styles off the next man's flow
Think you're Jackson but your name ain't Bo
I'm only hittin' chick fine as Madeleine Stoew
Got a closet in my crib where the hydrophonic grow
Act like you know
Lee toast the chronic
It ain't the season
The reason's strictly economic
So pour the gin and tonic
Pump the Tony Bennett
If wifey ain't watchin' then I'm runnin' up in it
I'll make ya hot and spicy like some huevos 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 butts
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
Politicking with your chickens it's time to get loose
[Hook]
It's the wicked Pain inflictor with the MICKEYs deuce deuce...
Throw your hands in the air and shake your caboose
It's the wicked Pain inflictor with the MICKEYs deuce deuce...
Politicking with your chickens it's time to get loose

[Verse 2]
I see a million motherf*ckers goin' out on the bottle
The heavyweight champion never was a role model
I keep it idle with my B-boy bravado
From downtown Brooklyn all the way to Colorado
So run, 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 woman wants to f*ck me
Politicking with your chickens it's time to get loose

[Hook]
It's the wicked Pain inflictor with the MICKEYs deuce deuce...
Throw your hands in the air and shake your caboose
It's the wicked Pain inflictor with the MICKEYs deuce deuce...
Politicking with your chickens it's time to get loose

[Verse 3]
It's four for the cores
It goes on behind closed doors
When you go for yours
Where it matters the most
You like to brag and boast
And drink and make a toast
When you don't come up close, kid, you be coming up ghost
Plus, you playin' hardclose (?) like your cosa nost'
But you girl's on my Jimmy
Try to give me besos
Before you finish, kid, that's Spanish for kisses
I'm nuttin' up, cuttin' up
The first man that disses
[Hook]
Politicking with your chickens it's time to get loose
It's the wicked Pain inflictor with the MICKEYs deuce deuce...
Throw your hands in the air and shake your caboose
It's the wicked Pain inflictor with the MICKEYs deuce deuce...

[Outro]
Before you play yourself, kid, put your head in a noose
It's the wicked Pain inflictor