Verse one:
And is how we run it down the line E-swift is second, I'm 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 like the brown brown I be kickin Up in my town pickin up pound for the weigh in The earth is a place to visit but I ain't stayin Don't like brakes to the metal I my teeth with amaretto (say what? ) I got that operation push, move in front of me I be the rapper pmd seen, livin comfortably In forty-eight states, the board I that kind of shit yo' ass can't afford Cause you broke, you to go for a smoke And think about ya problems you toke (ha ha) Who you tellin, we did more shows aaron spelling las vegas likwid funk is what you smellin This is the track broke your moms back I was on the dancefloor I it crack, do you like it?
alkaholiks
"yeah" we bout to put it down this aight? "aight!" "this is from the west, one two" "yeah" we bout to fuck it up like aight? "aight!" "likwidation one two" "yeah" we bout to likwidate the 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 sober (yeah) I need no gimmicks and shit, to get me over a couple crates to rock all fifty states And overseas, nigga please, this is likwid mc's (and drunk) Comin up like a presentation While my likwidation be wettin the nation On the two turntables I would say I'm any mic device precise like glen rice Prepare for the storm everytime we We be the most mc's, ever born That your speakers torn, it's tha liks Everything we liks is a classic, your sound plastic Me bein wack is like no in manhattan It just happen, long as e-swift is rappin So while y'all for my crew to fall I'll be number one sayin fuck alla y'all (do you it? )
Verse tash, j-ro
So the mc's persist to try to bust like this I'm so slick I drop the mic and jump and kiss my wrist Cause I mix words and match em, I chase words and em The a in alkaholiks stands for all the action And that's the attraction to skip to my shit the mic in my palm beyond ad-e-quate Shit split the cheese and the h-o-e's The ones I only call at night *keys jangling* you know my low While downin e's with the likwid mc's The crew that takes the higher than the flyin trapeze drops ya to the earth without no safety net to catch ya All y'all can say is wrecked ya, so let the times roll, pass the glass and the remi To the nigga that's been rockin since d was skinny And we can show ya how we run it down the (xzibit: so how the fuck ya tash? ) I'm feelin fine But play me closely, just pass me that olde e And i'ma hit that shit and pass it down to mo bee Not askin you to show me, I'm you to show me The you know what, before I shit up Cause I'm catash the top gunner here to your ed So you can see what I'm saying like enhanced So if y'all want the bomb press tash dot com And i'ma pop up on your screen 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 your Likwidation in mouth one time, can you feel it?
Chorus (without words j-ro saying 'likwidation')
Alkaholiks, yeah, the last group left Do you it? mo, alkaholiks coast...
*e-swift cutting and