Verse one:
And this is how we run it down the E-swift is second, I'm first to The half full, is it yours or mine Get a cup and we can get drunk, at the same Put on your good clothes, when I come I'm all the way like the brown brown I be kickin Up in my pickin up another pound for the weigh in The earth is a great to visit but I ain't stayin Don't stop like brakes to the I my teeth with amaretto (say what? ) I got operation push, move from in front of me I be the first rapper pmd seen, livin In forty-eight states, the board I kick that kind of yo' ass can't afford you broke, you need to go for a smoke And think about ya problems while you (ha ha) Who you tellin, we did more shows than spelling Leavin las vegas likwid funk is you smellin This is the track that broke your moms I was on the dancefloor I it crack, do you like it?
alkaholiks
"yeah" we bout to put it like this aight? "aight!" "this is likwidation the west, one two" "yeah" we bout to it up like this aight? "aight!" "likwidation one two" "yeah" we to likwidate the whole world aight? "aight!" "likwidation one two" "yeah" the music get you drunk this aight? "aight!" "likwidation the west"
two: e-swift
Sometimes I drunk, sometimes I rhyme sober (yeah) I never need no gimmicks and shit, to get me Just a crates to rock all fifty states And overseas, nigga please, this is mc's (and they drunk) Comin up like a presentation While my likwidation liks be wettin the On the two turntables I say I'm nice Destroy any mic device precise like glen Prepare for the everytime we perform We be the most mc's, ever born leave your speakers torn, it's tha liks Everything we is a classic, your shit sound plastic Me bein wack is no latins in manhattan It won't happen, long as e-swift is rappin So while y'all waitin for my crew to I'll be chartin one sayin fuck alla y'all (do you it? )
Verse three: tash,
So while the mc's to try to bust like this I'm so slick I drop the mic and back and kiss my wrist Cause I mix words and em, I chase words and catch em The a in alkaholiks stands for all about the And that's the whole attraction to to my shit Rock the mic in my palm ad-e-quate Shit with the cheese and the h-o-e's The ones I only call at night jangling* you know my low keys downin olde e's with the likwid mc's The crew that the party higher than the flyin trapeze Then drops ya to the earth without no safety net to ya All y'all can say is likwid ya, so let the Good roll, pass the glass and the remi To the nigga that's been rockin heavy d was skinny And we can show ya how we run it the line (xzibit: so how the ya feelin tash? ) I'm feelin fine But don't play me closely, just pass me olde e And i'ma hit that shit and it down to easy mo bee Not you to show me, I'm tellin you to show me The you know what, before I fuck up Cause I'm catash the top here to blow your ed So you can see what I'm saying like enhanced So if y'all niggaz the bomb press tash dot com And i'ma pop up on your screen with the beer in
And is how we run it down the line Tash third, I was first to rhyme Mo bee easy on the tracks make you break your spine in your mouth one time, can you feel it?
Chorus (without words except j-ro 'likwidation')
Alkaholiks, yeah, the last group left Do you it? mo, alkaholiks coast...
*e-swift and scratching*