Tha Alkaholiks - Read My Lips lyrics

rate me

Intro:

Back once again to wet up the whole area

Check my style out

Verse one: tash

Read my lipsmy dick be makin bitches 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 fuck 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 niggaz 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 fucked withunder any circumstances

And I don't have to sing to send these bitches into trances

Chorus: e-swift (repeat 4x)

I give the party people what they like

Somethin hypeto keep em rockin all night

Verse two: j-ro

Next it'sthe man freakin funky flow flexes

Bustin in my all day I dream about sexes

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 meyou can't escape me

You can't even erase me off your tape

We the a-l-kh-o-l-i-k-s

Comin like new pimps humps and stress to your chest

Jto the r-ojust rockin on

I keep the party poppin til a new day is born

The alkaholik name won't change not a bit

I told you on the last skit dick you can't tell me shit

We kick it wickedso you can get addicted

To the hip-hop that we dropget with the liquid

Chorus

Verse three: j-rotash

Punk mc's get bentI'll leave a dent in what you sent

I got your city covered like a motherfuckin tent

Some say I rap funnygive my money to the needy

The way ibust will get you dizzy like a vd

I hang with thugs I'm like drugs so why try me

I'm swift like ozzie smithyour flow ain't goin by me

He's a sufferin succcootashthrow 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 doctorsock thevolts to the chest

For the cardiac arrestfuckin with the freshest

Cause even on your bestI 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...

(arguement with girl)

How many alcoholics we got here in the house? *cheer*

How many pot-heads we got? *cheer*

Same fuckin assholes