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[Chorus: J-Ro]Alkaholiks got the freaks that'll make you say [Daaam!]Alkaholiks got the freestyle to make you say [Daaam!]Alkaholiks got the rhymes that'll make you say [Daaam!]Everytime I make a jam make you wanna say [Daaam!][Verse One: E-Swift]E-Swift test the rocket launcher, let's blow up the spotShow em what we got for the ninety-flow shotI'm the, brown bomber droppin verbal scudsI write rhymes while my momma peel the skin off the spudsThis ain't baseball, naw, the Liks won't slumpSo make room, for the crew with beats that humpYo, I'm the baddest man with a hit since Willie MaysI'm playin for the A's, O.G. was right cause "Rhyme Pays"I walk through a rainstorm, I didn't even get wetI was bailin through Hell I didn't even bust a sweatSo you must have a loco-motive, I mean a crazy reasonTo wanna step up, it's sucker punk seasonBring it on young one, so you can get doneI got mo' styles than the miles to the sunNinety-three million, five thousand flowsAnd here's one more for the hoesChorus 2X: J-Ro (beats, freaks, rhymes, jam)Repeat 8X: [liks liks liks boy, liks liks liks boy][Interlude over 8X: Xzibit]Geyeah, Alkaholiks for ninety-fo'Makin more dutch than Ross PerotCheck it out, yeahLike that, Xzibit all in your grillHah, that's that nigga Xzibit, yeahCause in ninety-fourIt's all about the flowws, the hoesand the forty-o's, nigga![Verse Two: Tash]Kick your, dopest rhyme I'll break it up like 3rd BassI'm from the crew that sets it off by sprayin beer in your faceSo the ninety-four to them I pour my niggaz that remembermeans I'm steppin to the mic with lyrics colder than December[Brrrr!] The liquidator with the hardcore demanor'sbustin out the perpetrators I see through em like a ZimaSo I'm never caught between a hard place and a rockCause I kill rhyme bandits bare handed like Mr. SpockI told chief not to start no beefHe tried to shoot me with his gun I caught the bullet with my teethCause I'm stronger than the bull that's on the Schlitz Malt LiquorHittin up your cities with the Alkaholik stickerCause I feel like bustin looseIt's the wicked pain inflictor with the Mickey's deuce deuceDroppin rhymes like a boulder on the twenty-one and olderThat's what your momma with my picture tattooed on her shoulderSo rap artists, "Get ready to rumble!"Cause I got lyrics up my sleeve that slam harder than MutumboI heard your demo tape that shit was faker than a scamWhile I be droppin shit that make you sayChorus 2X: Tash (beats, freaks, flows, hoes)[Verse Three: J-Ro]I've been told that my style is so cold it make your nose run and jI make the ladies say, "Make money money!"I used to have a curl but I cut my shit real lowCause every weekend I had a spin on the pillowWatts, Willabrooke, even shook, when I tookA fresh-ass hook out my notebook"Dan-na-dah, dan-na-dah" - I love sportsI even watch soccer and the girls on the tennis courtsYou try to tackle me you couldn't make me fallCause I been movin ahead since the day I learned to crawlY'all, aww shit, let me make a wishI wish all the bunk MC's turn to fishSo I could just hook em, take em home and cook emThat's how I floss yo pass the hot sauceWhen I walk down the streets I leave my feetprintsin the concrete, cause I'm fat meanin, I'm so completeLike a freak on an elevator I'ma fuck you upIt's the Ro, with the, inebiriated flowI hate to boast but I'm the host with mostAnd I'm ghost, here's a toast to my people's from coast to coast[Outro: Tash]It's like that [Daaam!]It's like this uh, it's like that [Daaam!]It's like this uh, it's like that [Daaam!]Well it's like this uh, it's like that [Daaam!]Like that, word up, Alkaholiks [Daaam!]X to the Z Xzibit [Daaam!]in the motherfuckin place, yeah [Daaam!]Let me shout it out once, once, once [Daaam!]To my nigga King Tee you don't stopTo my nigga Diamond D you don't stopTO my nigga DJ Pooh you don't stopTo my nigga J-Ro you don't stopTo that nigga E-Swift you don't stopTo that nigga D Pimp you don't stopTo my nigga, all, across the boardThis is how it go and I won't leave you, soreUh, the freestyle flow dicksRico's in the house and I'm from the fuckin LiksDon't perpetrate or you get perpetratedRico's in the house yes yes I liquidatethe whole set up, your whole damn crew'll get wet upNineteeen ninety-four's in the house, we won't let upYes, the freestyle flow on and on...more