Daaam Swift Mix lyrics

Intro: J-Ro



There go the bathroom right there [Just could I have one]

Yo, get this party started [two maybe two drinks sometime

when I got ta holla now] Ay, ay yo E-Swift

[one two] It`s the Alkaholik funk

One two, ah one two, yeah

Yeah, ah one two, ah one two



Verse One: J-Ro



Ooh, we got to clown, E-Swift get the rockets

Niggaz step back I`m pullin rhymes out my pockets

I`m drop bombs like my man Joe Lewis

So all you can do is, be the black and bluest

This ain`t Monopoly the Liks will never get the boot

I got the kind of rhymes to make a fly girl group

Yo, I`m the baddest man with a hit since Roberto Clemente

Ooh, my style is muy calient

I bail through Hell and won`t bust a sweat

I walk through a rainstorm and still won`t get wet

So you must have a locomotive, I mean a crazy reason

To wanna step up, it`s sucker punk season

I bust through lines like Jerome Meadis

We`re fresh as lettuce, the front row gets the wettest

You talk about a party, then I flex

I`m walkin out the R-E in my X



Chorus 2X: J-Ro



The Alkaholiks got the beats that`ll make you say [Daaam!]

The Alkaholiks got freaks that`ll make you say[Daaam!]

The Alkaholiks got rhymes that`ll make you say[Daaam!]

Everytime I make a jam, make you wanna say[Daaam!]



Interlude 2X: group



We are the Alkaholiks

We be rockin from coast to coast

And when it comes to fresh beats and rhymes

You know who got the most



Verse Two: Tash



While he sound like he do I keep to my own

With the liquid-ass lyrics that y`all niggaz get a tone

Though I`m known in every zone for my styleof entertaining

I spray you with my beer and make you niggaz think it`s raining

The liquidator with the hardcore demanor

Bustin out the perpetrators I see through em like a Zima

So I`m never caught between a hard place and a rock

Cause I kill rhyme bandits bare handed like Mr. Spock

I told son not to pull that gun

Cause I`ll be on him like a cheetah with no time to run

Cause I`m stronger than the bull that`s on the Schlitz Malt Liquor

Hittin up your cities with the Alkaholik sticker

Cause I feel like bustin loose

It`s the wicked pain inflictor with the Mickey`s deuce deuce

Droppin rhymes like a boulder on the twenty-one and older

That`s what your momma with my picture tattooes on her shoulder

So rap artists, "Get ready to rumble!"

Cause I got lyrics up my sleeve that slam harder than Mutumbo

I heard your demo tape that shit was faker than a scam

While I be droppin shit that make you say



Chorus 2X: Tash (beats, freaks, flows, hoes)



Verse Three: J-Ro



I`ve been told that my style is so cold it make you cough

The Liks baby in the house about to go the fuck off

I used to have a curl but I cut my locks real low

Cause every weekend I had a spin on the pillow

Watts, Willabrooke, even shook, when I took

A fresh-ass hook out my notebook

Rap is fantastic, I love this game

But I could name a hundred MC`s who all sound the same

I drop back to throw my flow, but you missed it

You biscuit eatin baboon rapper misfit

Aww ishh, let me make a wish

I wish white supremacist racist turn to fish

So I could hook em at the lake, break out the Shake N Bake

Grub like I used ta, pass the Red Rooster

I walk down the street niggaz be like, "Yo!

That`s the nigga from the video"

Like a free-falling elevator I`ma fuck you up

It`s the Ro, with the, drunk funk flow

I hate to boast but I`m the host with the most

And I`m ghost, here`s a toast to my hoes from coast to coast



[empty chorus fades]
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