To that nigga E-Swift, you don't stop
That's what your momma with my picture tattooed on her shoulder
The Alkaholiks got the freaks that'll make you say, "Daaam!"
I walk through a rainstorm, I didn't even get wet
Like a freak on an elevator, I'ma fuck you up
The Alkaholiks got the beats that'll make you say, "Daaam!"
I've been told that my style is so cold it make your nose run and J
Bustin' out the perpetrators, I see through 'em like a Zima
'Cause I got lyrics up my sleeve that slam harder than Mutumbo
Makin' more dutch than Ross Perot
A fresh-ass hook out my notebook
I wish all the punk MC's turn to fish
Alkaholiks got the freaks that'll make you say, "Daaam!"
Let me shout it out once, once, once
To wanna step up, it's sucker punk season
Y'all, aww shit, let me make a wish
'Cause I feel like bustin' loose
The liquidator with the hardcore demanor's
The Alkaholiks got the flows that'll make you say, "Daaam!"
I make the ladies say, "Make money, money!"
You try to tackle me, you couldn't make me fall
Rico's in the house, yes, yes, my niggaz made the whole set up
This is how it go and I won't leave you, sore
Yo, I'm the baddest man with a hit since Willie Mays
To my nigga J-Ro, you don't stop
Hah, that's that nigga Xzibit, yeah
The Alkaholiks got the beats that'll make you say, "Daaam!"
That's how I floss, yo pass the hot sauce
He tried to shoot me with his gun, I caught the bullet with my teeth
The Alkaholiks got the hoes that'll make you say, "Daaam!"
I got mo' styles than the miles to the sun
'Cause I'm fat, meaning, I'm so complete
I told chief not to start no beef
Show 'em what we got for the ninety-flow shot
It's like this uh, it's like that
So you must have a locomotive, I mean a crazy reason
It's like this uh, it's like that
Everytime I make a jam, make you wanna say, "Daaam!"
The Alkaholiks got the freaks that'll make you say, "Daaam!"
Alkaholiks got the rhymes that'll make you say, "Daaam!"
Uh, the freestyle flow dicks
The hoes and the forty-o's, nigga!
So make room for the crew with beats the jump
To my nigga all across the board
This ain't baseball, naw, the Liks won't slump
And I'm ghost, here's a toast to my people's from coast to coast
Alkaholiks got the freestyle that'll make you say, "Daaam!"
'Cause in ninety-four it's all about the flows
I'm the brown bomber droppin' verbal scuds
Don't perpetrate or you get perpetrated
Watts, Willabrooke, even shook, when I took
It's the wicked pain inflictor with the Mickey's deuce deuce
'Cause I'm stronger than the bull that's on the Schlitz Malt Liquor
Ninety-three million, five thousand flows
Means I'm steppin' to the mic with lyrics colder than December
I write rhymes while my momma peel the skin off the spuds
I'm playin' for the A's, O.G. was right 'cause rhyme pays
Like that, Xzibit all in your grill
To that nigga D Pimp, you don't stop
I used to have a curl but I cut my shit real low
Your whole damn crew will get wet up
The Alkaholiks got the freaks that'll make you say, "Daaam!"
To my nigga DJ Pooh, you don't stop
The Alkaholiks got the rhymes that'll make you say, "Daaam!"
Everytime I make a jam make you wanna say, "Daaam!"
I'm from the crew that sets it off by sprayin' beer in your face
Like that, word up, Alkaholiks
To my nigga King Tee, you don't stop
So I'm never caught between a hard place and a rock
It's like that
Kick your, dopest rhyme I'll break it up like 3rd Bass
Well it's like this uh, it's like that
Geyeah, Alkaholiks for ninety-fo'
I hate to boast but I'm the host with most
Hittin' up your cities with the Alkaholik sticker
I even watch soccer and the girls on the tennis courts
X to the Z Xzibit
Bring it on young one, so you can get done
'Cause every weekend I had a spin on the pillow
Everytime I make a jam make you wanna say, "Daaam!"
Alkaholiks got the freestyle that'll make you say, "Daaam!"
The Alkaholiks got the rhymes that'll make you say, "Daaam!"
I heard your demo tape that shit was faker than a scam
The Alkaholiks got the hoes that'll make you say, "Daaam!"
And here's one more for the hoes
Alkaholiks got the freestyle that'll make you say, "Daaam!"
So rap artists, "Get ready to rumble!"
Dan na dah, dan na dah, I love sports
So the ninety-four to them for my niggaz that remember
The Alkaholiks got the freaks that'll make you say, "Daaam!"
Droppin' rhymes like a boulder on the twenty-one and older
'Cause I kill rhyme bandits bare handed like Mr. Spock
To my nigga Diamond D, you don't stop
'Cause I been movin' ahead since the day I learned to crawl
When I walk down the streets I leave my feetprints in the concrete
Rico's in the house and I'm from the fuckin' Liks
Nineteeen ninety-four in the house we won't let up
I was bailing through Hell, I didn't even bust a sweat
In the motherfuckin place, yeah
Check it out, yeah
So I could just hook 'em, take 'em home and cook 'em
While I be droppin' shit that make you say
It's the Ro with the inebiriated flow
The Alkaholiks got the flows that'll make you say, "Daaam!"
E-Swift, test the rocket launcher, let's blow up the spot
