| The lyric of Hip Hop Drunkies, Tha Alkaholiks's song [Tash] What s yo name? What s yo naaaaaame? [ODB] *burp* My name isOl Dirty Bastard... and I ma Alkaholik [Tash] Yeah me too nigga [ODB] *singin some crazy shit* [Tash] You re now rockin with Tha Liks so start reachin for the ozone I see some girls I know but y all look different with your clothes on What s up thoughTash came to steal it like the Grinch While I m leavin niggaz puzzled like I said my shit in French But it s all Olde English that I m bringin from beneath Try to bite my style on wax and watch these lyrics crack your teeth Cause I make words Connect like Westside when I test glide my drunken lyrical hanglidernobody s tighter than a ruff rap providerwith ninety ways to peel ya So I know the three words (Tash ll kill ya) sound familiar I filter out the weak everytime I speak I drink to hit the peak to make my mind go (beep) I m def-da-fyinyou rappin like my client Tryin to scrape me for the style that slam harder than Kobe Bryant BE QUIET! This is Likwidation from the West Motherfuck ya boozy showI got my own special guest [Ol Dirty Bastard] Yoyobreaker breaker breaker one-nine I bust this bitch in the behind with the silver shine Cause she thought she was fine She winked at meI thought it was fine This nigga poutinthis hoe was mine I had the alcohol in metook my time Let a nigga ro-tate turn on the table Put in the diamond needlepull it to your ego What? You the king in the chair on my ground The Tyson of soundit s twenty seconds to a round Scavenger niggayouse a shrimpa full line of shit my ear can t digest it Stop drinkin all that motherfuckin waterlet s take it to the land So I can Godzilla up your sheeitMr. Tiny Tim man Niggaz be creepin up my beanstalk When I start to come down on your fuckin asses Try to chip shit on upget these nuts Motherfucker WHAT!! [J-Ro] The Ro pimped the flow like a hoeso I should rap on the mack-raphone My rhymes hittin hard enough to crack a bone I divide square MC s like math Bend you in half and drink a Genuine Draft I stop himthen I skied out with all wampum When he s layin on the groundI let my Dog Scrilla chop him (Switch reels) I feels its all about skills The outcome s unbelievable like Tyson/Holyfield Your lyrics are loaners return em to they rightful owners My style is wildlike G s or the pistolas No need to askI put you on like a ski mask We can Fight the Power like this was P.E. class I Bomb Squads like Hank Shock Peace to my nigga Scott puttin stickers on the block *burp* I drink more Brewsters than Punky It s the further adventures of the hip-hop drunkies *chorus* You bithces are hoes Put it in ya like my motherfuckin hoe or in your butthole/earhole Whever the fuck it goes (repeat 2X) [Ol Dirty] Yeahyoyoyo No disrespect to any architect Who tried to perfectoh what the heck I m a MC directorrhyme inspector Rated top tenBrooklyn borough sector [J-Ro] Its the Packtown original b-boy I m rappin What s happeninso dope got the pope clappin I m smackinon some chickenwhat you kickin You trickinwhile I m vickin hoes you stick your dick in [Tash] Step outta placeTash ll smack your taste out your face Cause there s nowhere to hide unless you move to outer space Cause I waste motherfuckers like toxic fumes So you betta (make room) when you hear the (boom boom) [Ol Dirty (rapping like RZA)] Hey sugar plumhow can you assume That the pitch of the volumedoesn t have no tune I m not your everydayregular rap star peddler One on one at your rap seminar Beware of the Hard WayThree s the Hard Way At you fuckers... [J-Ro] So aiyyomy name is J-Ro And my style is so dope they call it ya-yo I don t rap fastI love green grass Nuttin nice on the miccall me a mean ass [Ol Dirty (still rapping like RZA)] Extra da-llamabring hahaha Extra extra bring the da-llama Verse a better onethen slice-a-versa God acremassacre murdered Also known as a rap wreckanot a rhyme rebel You re just rhyme to survive streets True beatersminerals and rhymes survive lyrics Like the acre without the atticbut not the only Asiatic true God but my dick is my lightning rob Hoe don t kick that mumbo jumbo... [Tash] See this the type of shit niggaz don t try at home I come funkin up the spot like Micheal Jordan s cologne With the megadrunkenstyle to keep the crowd pumpin Niggaz lookin at me like Tash is up to somethin (Get drunk and I stumbled) but I didn t come to trip I came to bring it to ya humb-le Tumb-le all your plots and all your plans Ol Dirty s in the house and that s my motherfuckin man! *outro* It s the Likwid crew Comin through with Ol Dirty from the Wu Passin your partyjettin out with allt he brew So what y all newniggaz think you wanna do? (repeat 2X)
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