[Intro: J-Ro]
There go the bathroom right there
Yo, let's get this party started
Just 'cause I have one, two, maybe two drinks sometimes, what, I'm an alcoholic now?
Ayy, yo, E-Swift
(Daaam!)
It's Tha Alkaholik funk, one, two
(Daaam!)
One, two, yeah
(Daaam!)
Yeah, one, two
(Daaam!)
One, two, it's Tha Alkaholik funk
(Daaam!)
Yeah
(Daaam!)
Yeah (Likwit Crew, baby), yeah
(Daaam!)
Check it out, come on

[Verse 1: J-Ro]
Ooh, we 'bout to clown, E-Swift, get the rockets
N***as step back, I'm pullin' rhymes out my pockets
I drop bombs like my man Joe Louis
So all you can do is be the black and bluest
This ain't Monopoly, Tha Liks will never get the boot
I got the kind of rhymes that make a fly girl poot
Yo, I'm the baddest man with a hit since Roberto Clemente
Ooh, my style is muy caliente (Daaam!)
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 loco motive, I mean, a crazy reason
To wanna run up in sucker punk season (Daaam!)
I bust through lines like Jerome Bettis
I'm fresh as lettuce, the front row gets the wettest
You talkin' 'bout a party, then I flex
I'm walkin' out the R-E-M-I-X
[Chorus: J-Ro]
Tha Alkaholiks got beats that'll make you say (Daaam!)
Tha Alkaholiks got freaks that'll make you say (Daaam!)
Tha Alkaholiks got rhymes that'll make you say (Daaam!)
Every time I make a jam make you wanna say (Daaam!)
Tha Alkaholiks got beats that'll make you say (Daaam!)
Tha Alkaholiks got freaks that'll make you say (Daaam!)
Tha Alkaholiks got rhymes that'll make you say (Daaam!)
Every time I make a jam make you wanna say (Daaam!)

[Bridge: Tha Alkaholiks]
We are Tha Alkaholiks (Daaam!)
We be rockin' from coast to coast (Daaam!)
And when it comes to fresh beats and rhymes (Daaam!)
You know who got the most (Daaam!)
We are Tha Alkaholiks (Daaam!)
We be rockin' from coast to coast (Daaam!)
And when it comes to fresh beats and rhymes (Daaam!)
You know who got the most (Daaam!)
Come on

[Verse 2: Tash]
Yo, while he sound like he do, I keep to my own
With the Likwit ass lyrics that y'all n***as hear at home
Though I roam in every zone for my style of entertainin'
I'll spray you with my beer and make y'all n***as think it's rainin' (Daaam!)
The Likwidator with the hardcore demeanors
So I'm never caught between a hard place and a rock
'Cause I kill rhyme bandits barehanded like Mr. Spock (Move your fat ass)
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
With your mama with my picture tattooed 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: Tash]
Tha Alkaholiks got the beats that'll make you say (We got beats)
(Daaam!)
Tha Alkaholiks got the freaks that'll make you say (We got freaks)
(Daaam!)
Tha Alkaholiks got the flows that'll make you say (We got flows)
(Daaam!)
Tha Alkaholiks got the hoes that'll make you say (We got hoes)
(Daaam!)
Tha Alkaholiks got the beats that'll make you say (We got beats)
(Daaam!)
Tha Alkaholiks got the freaks that'll make you say (We got freaks)
(Daaam!)
Tha Alkaholiks got the flows that'll make you say (We got flows)
(Daaam!)
Tha Alkaholiks got the hoes that'll make you say (We got hoes)
(Daaam!)

[Verse 3: J-Ro]
I've been told that my style is so cold it make you cough
Tha Liks, baby, in the house about to go the fuck off
Yo, I used to have a curl but I cut my locs real low
'Cause every weekend I had a spend on the pillow
Watts, Willowbrook, 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 (Daaam!)
I drop back and throw my flow, but you missed it
You pissed it, eatin' bad food at The Misfit
Ah ish, let me make a wish
I wish white supremacist racists turned to fish
So I could hook 'em at the lake, break out the Shake N Bake
And grub like I used to, pass the Red Rooster
I walk down the street, n***as be like, "Yo
That's the n***a from the video"
Like a freak on an 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 most
And I'm ghost, here's a toast to my hoes from coast to coast
[Outro: Tash]
Alkaholiks
Alkaholiks
'95 (Daaam!)
Make you say (Daaam!)
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Wettin' up your whole area (Daaam!)