Drunken Master

[Intro]
What the fuck y’all cats dealing with
Always fuck with the same shit

[Verse 1]
Sippin’ and swerving, I hit the curb drinking bourbon
Swinging bushido blades, I caught off a leg of suburban
Areas, a barrier, [?] terrier
Bring you back from the dead to get support, the merrier
After reception, I be drinking up and getting pissed
I approach the court straight up with my fist
I’m in the ability, agility and wisdom
Visions might be gone but I still come with the swiftness
Witness the whip to get the quick delivery
Thunderbird and Night Train, that shit makes my liver bleed
Bone shattering octane brain function
Armed with an orchestra, gifted with the gumption
I’ve got velocities of plenty ready at the platoon
I make sentences of [?] sin for doom
Be the protagonist in this cartoon
Man on the moon or the boom in your room
I’m notorious for always being victorious
When ATM’s on your sidewalk you end up inglorious
Anyone, in the land who thinks they’re faster
Will soon surrender from the drunken master