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tha alkaholiks – read my lips lyrics

back once again to wet up the whole area
check my style out
it’s the lips

read my lips, my d-ck be makin’ b-tches leave tips
castin’ shadows over battles like a lunar eclipse
’cause the man that makes you jump
like you the grand prize winner of a lexus
i’m back again to test your reflexes
if you don’t think i can flow then you can ask e-swift
if you don’t believe swift then you can call steve griff
if you don’t believe griff then step up to f-ck with i

call you up and send you as a gift to hieroglyph
’cause the liks got lyric tricks datin’ back to eighty-six
while my thousand dollar system still busts the pause mix
so my style be comin’ at you more deadlin’ than a cobra
with these n-gg-z on my mind like is he drunk or is he sober
mind your biz while i rhymes like biz to the tent
i slam like a fifth that stays hidden
not to be f-cked with, under any circ-mstances
and i don’t have to sing to send these b-tches into trances

i give the party people what they like
somethin’ hype, to keep ’em rockin’ all night
i give the party people what they like
somethin’ hype, to keep ’em rockin’ all night
i give the party people what they like
somethin’ hype, to keep ’em rockin’ all night
i give the party people what they like
somethin’ hype, to keep ’em rockin’ all night

next it’s, the man freakin’ funky flow flexes
bustin’ in my all day i dream about s-xes
walk into your living room there i am
stroll to your kitchen there i am
run to your backyard hmm there i am
everywhere you look there goes the ro-gram
that’s why you hate me, you can’t escape me
you can’t even erase me off your tape

we the a l k a h o l i k s
comin’ like new pimps humps and stress to your chest
j, to the r-o, just rockin’ on
i keep the party poppin’ till a new day is born
the alkaholik name won’t change not a bit
i told you on the last skit d-ck you can’t tell me sh-t
we kick it wicked, so you can get addicted
to the hip-hop that we drop, get with the liquid

punk mc’s get bent, i’ll leave a dent in what you sent
i got your city covered like a motherf-ckin’ tent
some say i rap funny, give my money to the needy
the way i get busy will get you dizzy like a vd
i hang with thugs i’m like drugs so why try me
i’m swift like ozzie smith, your flow ain’t goin’ by me
he’s a sufferin’ succcootash, throw him in the trash
show him you the man that’ll boom bash

i hold mc’s up like money it ain’t funny
when i leave ’em in the corner broke up like crash dummies
get a doctor, sock the, volts to the chest
for the cardiac arrest, f-ckin’ with the freshest
’cause even on your best, i leave you like ness
’cause i’m colder than a forty straight out the ice chest
so it’s easy to distinguish who drunk the olde english
’cause it stays in my system till i drain it out my

{how many alcoholics we got here in the house?
how many pot-heads we got?
same f-ckin’ -ssholes}

- tha alkaholiks lyrics

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