Tha Alkaholiks - Hip Hop Drunkies lyrics

rate me

[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 it's 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)