Intro: Back once again to wet up the whole area Check my style out
Verse One: Tash
Read my lips, my dick be makin bitches leave tips Castin shadows over battles like a lunar eclipse Cause the man that makes you jump like you the grand prize winner of a Lexus I'm back again to test your reflexes If you don't think I can flow then you can ask E-Swift If you don't believe Swift then you can call Steve Griff If you don't believe Griff then step up to fuck with I Call you up and send you as a gift to hieroglyph Cause the Liks got lyric tricks datin back to eighty-six While my thousand dollar system still busts the pause mix So my style be comin at you more deadlin than a cobra With these niggaz on my mind like is he drunk or is he sober Mind your biz while I rhymes like Biz to the tent I slam like a fifth that stays hidden Not to be fucked with, under any circumstances And I don't have to sing to send these bitches into trances
Chorus: E-Swift (repeat 4X)
I give the party people what they like Somethin hype, to keep em rockin all night
Verse Two: J-Ro
Next it's, the man freakin funky flow flexes Bustin in my All Day I Dream About Sexes Walk into your living room there I am Stroll to your kitchen there I am Run to your backyard hmm there I am Everywhere you look there goes the Ro-gram That's why you hate me, you can't escape me You can't even erase me off your tape We the A-L-K, H-O-L-I-K-S Comin like new pimps humps and stress to your chest J, to the R-O, just rockin on I keep the party poppin til a new day is born The Alkaholik name won't change not a bit I told you on the last skit dick you can't tell me shit We kick it wicked, so you can get addicted To the hip-hop that we drop, get with the liquid
Chorus
Verse Three: J-Ro, Tash
Punk MC's get bent, I'll leave a dent in what you sent I got your city covered like a motherfuckin tent Some say I rap funny, give my money to the needy The way Ibust will get you dizzy like a VD I hang with thugs I'm like drugs so why try me I'm swift like Ozzie Smith, your flow ain't goin by me He's a sufferin succcootash, throw him in the trash Show him you the man that'll boom bash
I hold MC's up like money it ain't funny When I leave em in the corner broke up like crash dummies Get a doctor, sock the, volts to the chest For the cardiac arrest, fuckin with the freshest Cause even on your best, I leave you like Ness Cause I'm colder than a forty straight out the ice chest So it's easy to distinguish who drunk the Olde English Cause it stays in my system till I drain it out my...
(arguement with girl)
How many alcoholics we got here in the house? *cheer* How many pot-heads we got? *cheer* Same fuckin assholes
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