Verse j-ro
And is how we run it down the line is second, I'm first to rhyme The bottle's half full, is it 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 down the brown brown I be kickin Up in my pickin up another pound for the weigh in The earth is a great place to visit but I ain't stop like brakes to the metal I brush my teeth with (say what? ) I got that push, move from in front of me I be the first pmd seen, livin comfortably In forty-eight states, the board I kick that kind of shit yo' ass can't Cause you broke, you to go for a smoke And think ya problems while you toke (ha ha) Who you tellin, we did more shows than spelling Leavin las vegas likwid is what you smellin This is the track that broke moms back I was on the dancefloor I heard it crack, do you it?
alkaholiks
"yeah" we bout to put it like this aight? "aight!" "this is from the west, one two" "yeah" we bout to fuck it up like this "aight!" "likwidation one two" "yeah" we bout to the whole world aight? "aight!" "likwidation one two" "yeah" the get you drunk like this aight? "aight!" "likwidation the west"
Verse e-swift
Sometimes I rhyme drunk, sometimes I rhyme (yeah) I never need no and shit, to get me over Just a couple crates to rock all states And overseas, please, this is likwid mc's (and they drunk) Comin up a feature presentation While my likwidation liks be wettin the On the two I would say I'm nice any mic device precise like glen rice Prepare for the storm everytime we We be the most inebriated mc's, ever leave your speakers torn, it's tha liks Everything we liks is a classic, your sound plastic Me bein is like 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 number one sayin fuck y'all (do you it? )
Verse tash, j-ro
So while the persist to try to bust like this I'm so I drop the mic and jump back and kiss my wrist Cause I mix words and match em, I 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 beyond split with the cheese and the h-o-e's The ones I only call at *keys jangling* you know my low keys While downin olde e's the likwid mc's The crew that the party higher than the flyin trapeze Then drops ya to the earth without no net to catch 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 fuck ya feelin tash? ) I'm fine But don't play me closely, pass me that olde e And hit that shit and pass it down to easy mo bee Not askin you to show me, I'm tellin you to me The you know what, I fuck shit up Cause I'm catash the top here to blow your ed So you can see what I'm saying enhanced cd's So if y'all niggaz want the bomb press dot com And i'ma pop up on screen with the beer in palm
And is how we run it down the line Tash came third, I was first to Mo bee easy on the tracks that make you break spine in your mouth one time, can you feel it?
Chorus (without words except j-ro 'likwidation')
Alkaholiks, yeah, the last hip-hop group Do you it? Easy mo, coast...
*e-swift cutting and