Crazy Drunken Style lyrics

[ Lord Digga ]
Good good mornin, this is a warnin
You slept on me last night, so stop the fuckin yawnin
You shouldn`ta dialed 540-WAKE
You made a mistake, now your funeral`s gonna take place
I`m not the nigga that you really wanna fight, right?
Cause I put my foot in Gladys, cause I thought she wore my Nikes
And I just might fuck your wife, cause I`m livin trife
I gives a fuck about a punk pussy rapper
Cause I break the dawn in the p.m. to the day after
You little punk bastards, the Digga`s comin after
Ya, strictly on a rub-out mission
Say your prayers like a christian
Or your punk ass will be missin
Like Jimmy Hoffa, it`s the drunken hip-hopper
Comin to kick your ass proper to a slow beat or some opra
But check me on the next verse, cause I`m out like Cindy Lauper

Here comes the crazy drunken style, take a swigger
(I`m drunk, so what?)
I got the crazy drunken style
Here comes the crazy drunken style, take a swigger
(Give the man a taste, and he`s gone)

[ Masta Ace ]
I could freak a flow, fresh like fish in the fryer
It`s the fat rhyme supplier on the 5 train attire
Goin Uptown, kickin with the songs that be hittin
I`m swingin like my dick on the toilet when I`m shittin
I try to eat right, so don`t even talk of swine
Gettin mine on tracks that are rough like a porcupine
The mathmatical abstraction, I`m waxin
Maxin with action, shootin like Paxton
Ring goes the ???, ding-ding goes the bell
It`s the man with the clientele, here to rock you well
Knock the red out your socks, now it don`t match your necks
It`s the crazy drunken style like a big glass of Beck`s

Drink, drink, drink, oh, come and get a drink
Of the lyr