Last Call lyrics

Intro: Bartender and J-Ro

Yo last call, last call, last call for alcohol!
At two, you`re through!

{J-Ro} Ay bartendah! Bartender!
{Bart} Yo whassup man?
{J-Ro} Ay man, man let me get a... rummmmm an coke
{Bart} Yo man don`t you think you had a little bit too much to drink?
{J-Ro} Ay just let me get one more man
{Bart} Yo man I`m lookin out for you man, it`s your life
{J-Ro} Man I`ll hop over this motherfucker and get my OWN damn drink

Hey niggy, what time it is...

Verse One: Tash

It`s time to roll my sleeves, fuck a few MC`s up
Another rough cut, from the crew that won`t ease up
The Alkaholik click, AKA the forty downers
Flips rhymes like Calvin flips fries and quarter pounders
I never drink and drive cuz I might spill my drink
I failed the breathalizer so they took me to the clink
Niggaz earlin in the sink cause they can`t fade the Cisco
I`m from the old school but I never rocked a disco
Loops from the group that, likes to smack the bitches
Tha Liks is hittin hookers like a gangsta hittin switches
Front, to the back, to the side, to the side
And make you dance with these bitches but, no electric slidin
And I`m about to flip, but first I`m bout to sip
Off the forty ounce of brew that I was savin for the trip
Back to the lab cuz all I do is bang cuts
That`s why I hang around my group like a dick hang with nuts

Verse Two: J-Ro

I push one two`s when niggaz step on my shoes
Oh you haven`t heard the news I`ve been giving fools blues
Manhandling chumps that step up, just to keep my rep up
I push my fist through your grill
I never became a gangsta, thanks ta, my skill
on the nine inches of steel
You ask me what the K`s