- Tha Alkaholiks let IT out 歌詞
- Tha Alkaholiks
- Intro：
Thats the alkaholiks functions, conjunction junction
The remix version for all the brothers out there
That got *******t on they chest and just wanna let it out
[ tash]
Anything you could do i could do fresher
When im on the microphone i rock the *******t without no pressure
Cause i snuck my forty ouncer past the bouncer with the stun gun
I gots to get some lyrics off my chest so let me run one
Cause whos bad? not michael jackson when i asked him
I even rock the mic for seven days with toni braxtion
Its the, liks, rockin like a six point six
So while i be scoopin ******* you rush the porno flicks
[j-ro]
For reals, i gots more skills than an occupation center
I got your hoe cookin my dinner
Action, lights and cameras aint needed
Indeed its, the ****** that be gettin rappers heated
Im j-ro, and my style is darker than a mole
My rhyme is so hot you got to stop drop and roll
All the liks releases, become masterpieces
Oh jeezus, my style is sick like pork greases
Chorus:
And i cant holt it in [i cant hold it in]
I gotta let it all out [i gotta let it all out]
Theyll say i cant hold it in [i cant hold it in]
I gotta let it all out [i gotta let it all out]
Theyll say i cant hold it in [i cant hold it in]
I gotta let it all out [i gotta let it all out]
Theyll say i cant hold it in [i cant hold it in]
I gotta, i gotta let it all out
[j-ro]
I get in em when i sin em, the alkaholik venom
I fold your clothes with your body still in em
The rhymes i got, hit like ronnie lott
The only way you take my spot is with a shot
I grab rappers by the hand and make sure they understand
That they cant scrape j-ro the man
A ****** who stays, in the old school ways
And just like subways, i can make your days
We got more soul than james brown and platform adidas
The likwit crew, comin new like a fetus
So run tell your granny, your pops and your girl
******z like me gonna rule the world
So all aboard the j-ro train to funkytown
Express from the west so its best that i clown
[tash]
I bust the alehze on ice on down to becks brew
I got more fame than dana dane i hold mics like donahue
Cause im committed, admit it, you was too legit to quit it
Dancin with toilets now you cant get busy with it
With the vintage olde gold gettin dusty in the cellar
I throw my *******t deeper than jeff hostettler
So yo what you got, cause god damn its hot
Its the alkaholik rhymer up in your night spot
So ease up off my line, and let me rhyme
I lose you like the jewelry that that ******* cant find
Call me e.t., but yo, it dont take a secret psychic
Cause even in the future ima frak it when i mic it
Chorus
[tash]
With flows rough enough to cut ya, beats enough to touch ya
Known to rock the cooles with the liquid rhyme structures
Its the man with vocal tones that hurt words to broken bones
I got flows throughout my body deep rooted like kidney stones
So tap into the cold while i torch mcs
Cause i be itchin for a scratch like the force mds
But yo ****** that, tash is in the wind with the gin
I gotta pass the mic to j cause he cant hold it in
[j-ro]
I cant hold it in my friend the liks get the most clout
We be scorin points like michael irvin on the post route
And just like joi boy, i make your bones ache man
Just how much punishment can a rapper take man?
The homes be like 'where you been?' man i been creatin
We had you salivation like the dogs that be waitin
For the kibbles n bits, i love pits ******* and rap hits
And bruce lee flicks, and clockin yapes with the liks
[e-swift]
I cant hold it in i gotta speak my mind
Theres a lotta half-ass ******z thinkin they can rhyme
But their style is not buttah, its mor elike busta without the a
You never think of nuttin fresh to say
The freshest dj from the state of ohio
I remember when you battled, cuttin up survival
Nots toe ***** * with, used to brag and boast
Packed up my technics, now im on the west coast, now i
[tash]
Damn, we gotta get that *******t off our chest ******
Yo before we get up out
I wanna shout it out to my ****** diamond d
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