You ready? Are you Aiyyo, we some beer to the stage quick (Quick, quick, quick) Alkaholiks on the set, y'all Uhh
Aiyyo, six million drinks to try, choose one So you can catch a buzz while show you how it's done Bouncin' off the walls is my niggaz havin' fun With all these weak niggaz, why the fuck'd we lose
Damn! It's a trip to see the world twist us But Tha Alkaholik A.K.A. The 40 Downers Gets twisty, twisty, yak and Black Rob is "Whoa!", Tha Liks is like "Whoo!"
Is there a doctor in the house 'cause gonna need him? Tash fight for his to party, I need my freedom So I can drink in without the cops eyein' me F.B.I. spyin' me cause everybody me
I got drunk and got with Tha Liks But before I put it all I need is a fix Now bust a nut, I rhymes aways on days And everybody wonder how I so blazed
I'm like a sickness, I'm a sickness but there is no cure And when you hear my voice don't it so pure? Tha Alka-holiks know, bust fo' sho' So we together kickin' down the doors
From Lake Buteras to Paris rappers get embarrassed We inherit B-boy just like Erick's Liks been flowin' longer than your grandparent's Eatin' brownies more than Bugs eat carrots
back in the 'Llac like a horse and a carriage Spittin' "The Facts of Life" more than Tudy and Ms. When I'm my errands, Dayton rims feel like Ferris Get in your larynx, if yo' ass get careless
Aiyyo, who stole the soul? I did I was desperate Send a random to Loud, I want a million for my next shit I know you got the money, Steve, just reach into that bag Then step back and me drop these "Bombs On Baghdad"
Tash rap melodical, drunk periodical Niggaz think they hot but I'm seein' they got it though I'm L.A., you from Idaho, no skills you gotta go Fo' albums deep, so y'all motherfuckers know
We birds of a feather so we together Tha and Rocwilder gonna choke whoever Ain't in motherfucker comin' raw dog style Hold my drink, Mr. Tan, while I in the crowd
I got drunk and got down Tha Liks But before I put it down all I is a fix Now a nut, I rhymes aways on different days And everybody how I stay so blazed
I'm like a sickness, I'm like a but there is no cure And you hear my voice don't it sound so pure Tha Alka-holiks know, come fo' sho' So whether we together down the doors
my gutter language, but fuck bein' famous Ro bust for nameless don of rhymin' chainless English ancient drive Chevys with paint chips I herb, so they say my words is tainted
Let's take it back to "Colors", get your face with fat caps I got more rhymes in my mind you can fit in your backpacks Go 'head, eat 'em up like snack I stay busy like crack
I like my hoes with the lickable And the silver dollar nipples be pokin' out the clothes Now I suppose you want flows MackinRo's 'Cause you be on the stage at all our motherfuckin' shows
Robinson, even my name is dominant Lyrics from the Likwid Conglomerate My crew in it, I'm in it, so we remain Rap game I'm bombin' it, it's too much Tom in it
I got drunk and got down Tha Liks But before I put it all I need is a fix Now bust a nut, I rhymes aways on different And everybody wonder how I so blazed
I'm like a sickness, I'm like a but there is no cure And when you hear my voice it sound so pure Tha Alka-holiks know, bust fo' sho' So whether we together kickin' the doors
I got drunk and got down Tha Liks But before I put it all I need is a fix Now bust a nut, I rhymes aways on different And everybody how I stay so blazed
I'm like a sickness, I'm a sickness but there is no cure And when you hear my voice don't it sound so Tha Alka-holiks know, bust fo' sho' So whether we together down the doors