Make Room lyrics

Verse One: J-Ro

I knock em knock em out the park when other rappers are hitting bunts
I`m a togger not a fogger step on hunts and don`t do stunts
I got SOUL POWER never took a cold shower
Never had a girlfriend the color of cooking flour
You can call me sleazy cuz my rhymes are kinda greasy
Some brothers wear curls, cuz it ain`t easy being peasy
Like a Kung-Fu flick, I stick you in the dick, with my toothpick
Tell em Rick (``You hit them harder than a fuckin brick``)
I like clothes and hoes but like em better in the sheets
I rock more beats than Jesse Owens ran track meets]
Amazing feets move, they happen everyday
When the Ro to the J bring his ass out to play
I weight one-eighty but I`m, fat
I ki-uh-kick up dust when I bust like a cap
Tha Alkaholik crew, and what we`re here to do
Is rock a show, knock a hoe, and crack another brew

Chorus:

Make room, for the crew with beats that thump (3x)
Tunes hittin hard enough to ditch your trunk
It`s the Liks baby, it`s the Liks (4x)

Verse Two: Tash

The super, duper, gets it poppin with the quickness
King Tee and the Alkies straight gettin down to business
It`s all about the Liks cause we`re heavy on the kicks
But we`re easy on the treble (adjust my mic level)
So fools can here me mic checkin all the way in China
The skills you can`t front on, Tha Alkaholik rhymer
Could rip a show up to` up so I always flex my talents
but my words don`t be slurrin, I never lose my balance
But that`s cause I`m slick tossin bottles like a discus
The Liks could rock a party from Halloween to Christmas
That`s why I`m screamin on MC`s like I`m Onyx
I`m hooked on gin and tonics like your momma`s Hooked on Phoni