1. B.BOY 2000

This is the last trip.
This is the last trip.
CXT KRS-One
Boogie down, Crazy Town.

[CHORUS:]

I’m a bad ass B-Boy
Two triple O.
A space age hip-hop
Superhero

I rock the block with glocks
And brass knuckles.
A pocket full of weed
And a B-Boy belt buckle.
Space age rage
To rattle your cage
Running amok as we
Fuck up the stage.
Taking hip-hop to a whole new level.
8-0-8 bass over twisted metal.
Shifty, the rebel. Supernatural.
A mac with a pull.
Act a fool. Excalibur
Destroying M.C.’s with my
Vocal algebra.
We got something new for you.
For you to take your ass and move it to.
Hit to lose it to
It’s that crazy crew.
Taking you on a ride to the
Other side.
Check it.
Bar codes on freaks
Programmed to freak mode.
Black holes of lost souls,
Let the story be told
I rock a B-Boy stance
Cuz it’s time to explode.

[CHORUS]

If you ever want to know what time it is,
Compared to what time it isn’t,
When you hear KRS in the house
Just run and get our ticket.
Because when you come into the jam,
The party will be kickin’.
All the wic wacs and DJ’s in the house,
Jealous, it gets so sickenin’.
Now CXT are some cool guys,
Still getting paid without no ties.
At least no jack and I can’t hack it.
When you gonna ask the question why.
I never liked working at Mickey D’s,
All my life I got B’s and C’s.
Down with the crew called BDP
Shifty, and E.P.I.C.
Now when you be?

[CHORUS]

Put your mind over matter
Gather ‘round the sound
Yeah, gather ‘round the sound.
It don’t get better, gather
‘Round the sound
Come on, gather ‘round the sound.
Put your mind over matter
Gather round the sound
Yeah, gather round the sound
It don’t get better, gather
‘Round the sound
Come on, gather round the sound.

[CHORUS]

I roll at light speed
Through space and time
With a boom box of beats
And a book of rhymes.
Cosmo kinetic.
I just don’t get it
These fools want to rock
But their rhymes are pathetic
The Epic, digital bliss,
The mega sound
Consists of hard drive bits
Written underground.
Crazy Town rocks so hard,
You’ll go berserk
With the sound that travels
Around the universe.
Ill thoughts disperse
We’re the first and last,
High class, white trash,
Rolling a classic hovercraft.
In strange days,
The wickedest ways
Become the norm.
But it’s far from the norm
When we perform.
Check it.
B-boys make some noise.
Get connected.
Respect it.
You should expect the unexpected.
B-girls reping at the front
Of the show.
I’m a bad ass b-boy two
Triple O.

[CHORUS]

Dope thoughts come
When I hear a kick drum
A bass beat transforms
The level of the street
And the lyrics
Boulevard status.
Yo, I’m the baddest
Beach front punks,
They insist I’m the raddest
Thing to ever hit since L.S.D.
Hallucinate while I dominate.
I bring Satan to the table.
When I rock, there is not
A label for it.
Critics adore it.
Homicidal as it gets.
Your wrist slit
When I make suicidal imprints
On your brain.
I induce pain, so I’m insane.
Hell bent burnt you like acid rain.
Extraordinarily, I lyricize,
Specialize.
In body rocking, rapping,
And macking.
Two triple O, I came to get down.
With my clique Crazy Town.
We came to get down.
Yes, yes y’all
We came to get down.

[CHORUS]

Put your mind over matter
Gather ‘round the sound
Yeah, gather ‘round the sound.
It don’t get better, gather
‘Round the sound
Come on, gather ‘round the sound.
Put your mind over matter
Gather ‘round the sound
Yeah, gather ‘round the sound
It don’t get better, gather
‘Round the sound
Come on, gather ‘round the sound.

CXT

This is the last trip.
This is the last trip.


2. ONLY WHEN I'M DRUNK

I get drunk and I stumble to the phone and conjure up a bitch to bone when I'm alone
Fucked up, tore back I need to take a piss
Only when I'm drunk? I sing a song like this
My grandma and your grandma... Sittin by the fire
Hold on, turn that beat off!
No, keep it going
Crazy Town, yo y'all just not known'
I get drunk and start talking more shit and when I got a Gun in my hand
You better get...Out 'Cause my brain just ain't what it Used to be
Forget trying to rationalize, cover your eyes.
I get ....(Uh!)... damn I'm drunk.
I need a chunck, no better yet a hunk of that funk
I get ....(Uh!)... damn I'm drunk.
I need a chunk, no better yet
A hunk of that funk

Yeah I'm good bad, dope I'm freaky fresh
I make hip-hop fans say "yes" "yes"
Crazy's comin' thru you know we're gonna blow up
Hold up wait I think I'm gonna throw up, Na' false alarm
I'm getting all ladies with my cool charm
When I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk
Yeah , but only when I'm drunk.

CHORUS:

Yeah, only when I'm drunk
Only when I'm drunk It happens only when I'm drunk.

It goes, one for the chronic two for the amnesia
I'm that crazy white boy with the drinks in the freezer
Bust a one out, two out blitz type of rapper
That will get you out of your seat quicker than a car Jacker
Sippin' colt forty fever when I'm coolin' with my people
Got ho's in east Columbus when I'm Billy D. Rico
"Cause I move like I'm smooth like Like I'm Harry Belafonte
Lookin' for them suckers that jumped my homey Le Le

All up in this bitch with the Gin and Tanqueray dink like Mr.Wendal smoke bud like Dr Dre.
But that's cause I'm old enough to do that of shit
God damn. I gotta piss
I pass the mic to Mr. Shift.

I get drunk and can't nobody whoop me
I'm trippin' it must be that brew that Iwas sippin'
Kickin' in, guess I shouldn't have mixed it with the Gin
'Cause when I'm laying on my back I can feel the room spin
One too many, I reckon Feelin' I got to hurl any second
Want to get up but can't move
Feels like I'm stuck in a groove
What the fuck was I trying to prove
I got a knack for downin' four-o's
All the hos know them doobie bros
People call me shift I keep a fifth in my trunk
I might fuck an ugly bitch, but only when I'm drunk.

CHORUS:

Yeah, only when I'm drunk
Only when I'm drunk It happens only when I'm drunk.