99 bottles

get your booze

light your blunts up

get your high drugs

and we doin it

i'll serve your ass like john mcenroe

put a.45 colt to the back of your skull

cut my finger on a razorblade baggin up blow

hit the back do' with a little strag and a ho

ho

oh

yeah you heard the news

but i'm back from the grave just to murder youse

and i've been up in the streets kickin curbs in shoes

number one draft pick with the vertical

bleep! bleep! white men can't jump

nah

but i can dump slugs from a shotgun pump

i come from a hood you do not come from

if you think i'm no good take a shot dumb dumb

dummy - come and try to take shit from me

little rookie

looky how the cookie's so crumby

i ain't owe the dealer or the bookie no money

i just owe it to the world cause i'm lookin' so funny

99 bottles of beer on the wall

99 problems and you're hearin' them all

99 ways

99 lines

99 rhymes fit 99 times

drink that

sip that

smoke that

sniff that

break that

take that

99 bottles of beer on the wall

she asked 99 times for a sixty-nine

and loves how i rhyme with a shifty mind

i told her 99 times that the shit was mine

back in ninety-eight the bitch was one sip behind

and if i don't make it i'mma switch to crime

but i'm leanin' real hard on this gift of mine

wouldn't you if you were

spittin' so sewer?

strawberry blunts with the milk and kahlua

you're like what's he think?"