PUNCH DRUNK album cover

Track Info & Song Overview

PUNCH DRUNK (PUNCH DRUNK) is performed by Punch, featured on the album BULLY (2026).

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Lyrics & Phonetic Romanization

You know I rock microphones

Like they got back bones

And I'll roll on your shore like some bisquit dough

Yea you study writin' styles off the next man's flow

Think your Jackson

But your name ain't Bo

I'm only hittin' chick fine as Madalin Stowe

Got a closet in my crib where the hydrophonic grow

Act like you know

Lee toast the chronic

It ain't the season

The reasons strictly economic

So pour the jinn and tonic

Pump the Tony Bennet

If wifey ain't watchin' then I'm runnin' up in it

I'll make ya hot and spicy like some wavos rancheros

Then hit the Knicks game with my man Don Terros

And if the Knicks are winnin'

Then Spike Lee's grinnin'

Next I hit the spot with Stretch Armstrong spinnin'

Sippin wiskeys to my favorite cuts

Watchin' all the earthpieces shake their butts

Some People think I'm nuts 'cause I act a little funny

But play me soft I'll beat ya down like ya stole money

Throw your hands in the air and shake your caboose

Politican' with your chickens it's time to get loose

It's the wicked Pain inflicter with the MICKEYs doose doose...

I see a million ... goin' out on the bottle

The Heavy-Weight Champion never was a role model

I keep it idle with my B-boy brovado

From downtown Brooklyn

All the way to Colorado

Ya someone play the lotto... kid if you feel lucky

I'm not a toy but I'll hunt you down like Chucky

You must be buggin' 'cause I heard you want to buck me

You must be trippin' 'cause your women wants to fuck me

Throw your hands in the air and shake your caboose

Politican' with your chickens it's time to get loose

It's the wicked Pain inflicter with the MICKEYs doose doose...

It's four for the cores

It goes on behind closed doors

When you go for yours

It matters the most

You like to brake a post

And drink and make a toast

When you don't come up close

Kid, you be coming up boast (?)

Plus, you playin' coastandoast (?)

But you girls on my Jimmy

Try to give me bassoast

Before you finish, kid that's Spanish for pieces

I'm nuttin' up, cuttin' up

The first man who disses me

Throw your hands in the air and shake your caboose

I'm politican with your chickens It's time to get loose

It's the wicked Pain inflicter with the MICKEYs doose doose...

Before you play yourself, kid, put your head in a noose

It's the wicked Pain inflicter...

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