"BLESS DA 40 0Z."
It's all because of brew, I'm feelin fresh and new. I bless a forty a day, so now I never have to have another sober day. When blessin' 40s I'm a pro. I just thought I'd let you know you can't take my brew away from me . . .
I gulp my 40 kinda slow; I like to savor it, and while the niggas try to down it, I like to save my shit. See, brew's a must to me, so put your trust in me. Yeah, I'm a stone-cold alcoholic for eternity. If you're an alchy and you know it, take a swig. If you're an alchy and you know it, take a swig. If you're an alchy and you know it, takin' a swig will surely show it. If you're an alchy and you know it, take a swig. Now take a muthafuckin' gulp for the Bones, swig it, hog it, dog it, or just leave that shit alone. I gotta get my buzz on: Olde, Gold, P.M., and Ides. I dip the joint into the brew so I can get high, and well, ya know what they say, I need a swig a day with (...?...), down with the brew-swiggers, yeah, we all in the house, and all them real niggas, we bless da 40 ounce!
Gotta bless my 40 or my crew will put me out. My name is Bizzy Bone, I gotta bless da 40 ounce. Who's next to bless da forty? I don't wanna put you out. So, Krayzie Bone, bless da 40 ounce!
Now, I'm takin a sip--
Now I'm takin' a sip, pass the 40, back the fuck up, bitch. You think I spent 2 dollars just to let you slop in my shit?! And niggas swore I be stiffin', but niggas, shit you knew the toll is 25 cents for you to swig my brew. I got influenced by foam because it gets me pumped to get a 40, 'cause they love it when me pissy drunk. Yeah, my bitches be trippin' to see the film of my brew, shit. See what I'm a do, is, get rid of you, bitch. I got back to the store to get the St. Ides. I dip the joint into my brew so I can get high. Yeah, I do 'cause I like to get silly wit it, and since I drink St. Ides, yo, a nigga get religious with it. I want the short, talls, 40s, and them 64s. I gotta get drunk because I love calling bitches hoes. Drunker than a bitch is how you see me, so nigga praise [praise the what?] the fuckin' 40 O-Z.
I gotta bless my 40 or my crew will put me out. My name is Krayzie Bone. I gotta bless da 40 ounce. Who's next to bless da 40? I don't wanna put you out, so yo, Wish Bone, my nigga, bless da 40 ounce!
Bone's gettin' drunk and freakin' hoes. I'm chillin' with my niggas as I bless my forty O's. I'm poppin' off the cap, I down my shit and act a fool. You know we always brewed in the morning just for school, and if you have a party with the drink we hit it first, G. I knew I was a drunk when double-A couldn't help me, yeah. Niggas be trippin', ain't gave a sip, but they want a sip. Well, fuck that freebie shit; you ain't got no money [broke bitch] you broke bitch! The Bone works hard to get brewed all day, and we don't give a fuck about what sober niggas say. I stumbled into the house and people ask why. I dip the joint into the brew, so I can get high. My nigga Krayzie Bone hooked me with that bomb bud. Now roll me up a huddah, I'm about to hit the bud, cuz, you know a friend with weed is a friend indeed, but a friend without a doubt is the one that bless da 40 ounce.
Gotta bless my 40 or my crew will put me out. My name is Wish Bone; I gotta bless da 40 ounce. Who's next to bless da 40? I don't wanna put you out, so Layzie Bone, bless da 40 ounce!
Straight from the muthafuckin thieveland, where you cop a 40 [you want a 40?] ounce for a dollar ninety, even, and drink a brew, I'll be a true nut and a alcoholic. You gotta problem, I gotta problem, but my brew will solve it. Don't try to stop me; I get drunk than a skunk, 'cause I be rollin with the brew in the trunk. So, now you know that I be way past tipsy, because my lips be steady takin sips, G. So many sips that I be drinkin' till my sud's gone, because the Bones love to get they buzz on, and I'm a show you how to bless it like this: hit to the bottom, to the top, and a smooth twist. Now check this: I'm a drink it 'til a nigga die. I dip the joint into the brew so I can get high and higher. Now I's think it's time a nigga announce that all day, everyday, we just be blessin' da 40 ounce.
Gotta drink da 40 or my crew will put me out. My name is Layzie Bone, so I'm'a bless da 40 ounce. Who's next to bless da 40? I don't wanna put you out. The Enterpri$e is done; we bless da 40 ounce, bitch!
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