shade 45 drunken freestyle

Singer:slaine

triple a shade 45 at show-off radio

statik seleketah

d-stroy in the building

my man kali

and yo slaine

let's go man

i ain't nervous at all

i don't know how to sweat

i taught my son to punch before he learned the alphabet

i brought a gun to lunch but the cafe ain't crowded yet

i bet the at the half

i learned how to bet

book your phone number on the fridge where i live

no need to glorify my shit

i did what i did

a bad boy

ever since a kid with a bib

i put the ice around my neck then i slid

you ain't live how i live

you just say it thankfully

most of these half-way villains

they got a shank for me

most of my peeps are so loyal

they'd walk a plank for me

i got fans hanging on my album plans waiting anxiously

i never panic at all

i stand in the hall

with my fists up while you're missing like a mannequin's balls

i need medication

having schizophrenic withdrawals

driving the liquor navigator fast as it slams on the wall

yo

we could go to war

stack for stack

i throw my money in the air like a acrobat

you lost your friends for a dollar

how wack is that?

now go and kick rocks

nigga

no hacky sack

i'm running 'round the beam like a marathon

then kill my enemies

fuck 'em all

i'm glad they're gone

i'm riding with the chopper in the coup

chopped lobster in my soup

don't make me drop you like the roof

we the best

can't nobody do it better

when i was locked up

i didn't even get a letter

now i'm sky-high taking flight like propellers

i don't let these niggas talk for me

this ain't penn and teller

i'm killing these dawgs

driving 'round like cruella

in the cadillac deville

i can handle any weather

we can fight whenever

the sooner the better

got guns on deck

so disrespect

i promise you won't get up

rakim said let the rhythm hit him"