[{"id":35463029,"name":"Make Room (Album Version)","trackName":"Make Room (Album Version)","artistName":"Tha Alkaholiks","albumName":"Make Room","duration":208.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I knock 'em, knock 'em out the park\nWhen other rappers are hittin' bunts\nI'm a target, not a fog, I stuff the runts and don't do stunts\nI got soul power, never took a cold shower\nNever had a girlfriend the color of cooking flour\nYou can call me sleazy 'cause my rhymes are kind of greasy\nSome brothers wear curls 'cause it ain't easy bein' peasy\nLike a kung-fu flick, I'll stick you in the dick\nWith my toothpick, tell 'em, Rick (you hit 'em harder than a fuckin' brick)\n\nI like hos in clothes but like 'em better in the sheets\nI rock mo' beats than Jesse Owens ran track meets\nAmazin' feats whoo, they happen every day\nWhen the Ro to the J bring his ass out to play\nI weigh 180, but I'm fat\nI ki-, I kick up dust when I bust like a gat\nTha Alkaholik crew, and what we're here to do\nIs rock a show, knock a ho, and crack another brew, ay!\n\nMake room for the crew with beats that thump\nMake room for the crew with beats that thump\nMake room for the crew with beats that thump\nTunes hittin' hard enough to dent yo' trunk\nIt's the 'Liks, baby, it's the 'Liks\nIt's the 'Liks, baby, it's the 'Liks\nIt's the 'Liks, baby, it's the 'Liks\nIt's the 'Liks, baby, it's the 'Liks\n\nThe super, duper gets it poppin' with the quickness\nKing Tee and the Alkie straight gettin' down to business\nIt's all about the Liks 'cause we're heavy on the kicks\nBut we're easy on the treble (adjust my mic level)\nSo fools can hear me mic checkin' all the way in China\nThe skills you can't front on, the Alkaholik rhymer\nCould rip a show up tore up so I always flex my talents\nBut my words don't be slurrin', I never lose my balance\nBut that's 'cause I'm slick, tossin' bottles like a discus\n\nThe Liks could rock a party from, Halloween to Christmas\nThat's why I'm screamin' on MC's like I'm Onyx\nI'm hooked on gin and tonic like your momma's hooked on phonics\nSo when we're steppin' to, with the 32 of brew\nNiggas better make way for the Alkaholik crew\nWhen we're steppin' to, with the 32 of brew\nNiggas better make way for the Alkaholik crew\n\nMake room for the crew with beats that thump\nMake room for the crew with beats that thump\nMake room for the crew with beats that thump\nTunes hittin' hard enough to dent yo' trunk\nIt's the 'Liks, baby, it's the 'Liks\nIt's the 'Liks, baby, it's the 'Liks\nIt's the 'Liks, baby, it's the 'Liks\nIt's the 'Liks, baby, it's the 'Liks\n\nFirst you gotta have respect, money comes next\nAfter you get those, come the hos and the sex\nGirl you keep askin' 'bout the niggas in my crew\nYeah, I'm down with Pooh but what's up with me and you\n'Cause I don't give a fuck, who your cousin used to fuck\n'Cause I just wanna fuck, damn, I wanna fuck\nSo unlock the gate and make room for the heavyweight rapper\nThe slim, light-skinned, coochie snapper\n\nPull over to the side so I can roll up the indo\nGot the pinch head bumpin' on the front window\nWham, bam, I spanked your ma'am\nI wonder how they make these rubbers from the skin of a lamb\nI blow into the mic when I check it\nHad hos gettin' naked way before I made a record\nI smoke a gang of liquor, I drink a gang of brew\nLike Ted, I gotta zoom-zoom, so make room\n\nMake room for the crew with beats that thump (ah, yeah)\nMake room for the crew with beats that thump (ah, yeah, ah, yeah)\nMake room, for the crew with beats that thump\n(The Alkaholiks) tunes hittin' hard enough to dent yo' trunk\nMake room for the crew with beats that thump (yo, before we go)\nMake room for the crew with beats that thump\n(We gotta give a shout out to the crew that get the party poppin')\nMake room for the crew with beats that thump (Tha Alkaholik crew)\nTunes hittin' hard enough to dent yo' trunk\n\nOlde English (is in the house and, uh)\nWhat about Mickey? (Is in the house and, uh)\nSt. Ides (is in the house and, uh)\nCrazy Horse (is in the house and, uh)\nGenuine Draft (is in the house and, uh)\nWhat about Red Bull? (Is in the house and, uh)\nColt 45 (is in the house and, uh)\nKing Cobra (ain't in the house and, uh)","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.53] I knock 'em, knock 'em out the park\n[00:06.06] When other rappers are hittin' bunts\n[00:07.37] I'm a target, not a fog, I stuff the runts and don't do stunts\n[00:09.95] I got soul power, never took a cold shower\n[00:12.36] Never had a girlfriend the color of cooking flour\n[00:15.00] You can call me sleazy 'cause my rhymes are kind of greasy\n[00:17.47] Some brothers wear curls 'cause it ain't easy bein' peasy\n[00:19.74] Like a kung-fu flick, I'll stick you in the dick\n[00:21.90] With my toothpick, tell 'em, Rick (you hit 'em harder than a fuckin' brick)\n[00:24.97] I like hos in clothes but like 'em better in the sheets\n[00:27.45] I rock mo' beats than Jesse Owens ran track meets\n[00:29.92] Amazin' feats whoo, they happen every day\n[00:32.20] When the Ro to the J bring his ass out to play\n[00:34.95] I weigh 180, but I'm fat\n[00:37.01] I ki-, I kick up dust when I bust like a gat\n[00:39.68] Tha Alkaholik crew, and what we're here to do\n[00:41.91] Is rock a show, knock a ho, and crack another brew, ay!\n[00:44.76] Make room for the crew with beats that thump\n[00:47.08] Make room for the crew with beats that thump\n[00:49.69] Make room for the crew with beats that thump\n[00:52.37] Tunes hittin' hard enough to dent yo' trunk\n[00:54.50] It's the 'Liks, baby, it's the 'Liks\n[00:56.93] It's the 'Liks, baby, it's the 'Liks\n[00:59.41] It's the 'Liks, baby, it's the 'Liks\n[01:01.91] It's the 'Liks, baby, it's the 'Liks\n[01:04.78] The super, duper gets it poppin' with the quickness\n[01:07.00] King Tee and the Alkie straight gettin' down to business\n[01:09.75] It's all about the Liks 'cause we're heavy on the kicks\n[01:12.05] But we're easy on the treble (adjust my mic level)\n[01:14.65] So fools can hear me mic checkin' all the way in China\n[01:17.06] The skills you can't front on, the Alkaholik rhymer\n[01:19.59] Could rip a show up tore up so I always flex my talents\n[01:22.02] But my words don't be slurrin', I never lose my balance\n[01:24.72] But that's 'cause I'm slick, tossin' bottles like a discus\n[01:27.13] The Liks could rock a party from, Halloween to Christmas\n[01:29.78] That's why I'm screamin' on MC's like I'm Onyx\n[01:32.03] I'm hooked on gin and tonic like your momma's hooked on phonics\n[01:34.50] So when we're steppin' to, with the 32 of brew\n[01:36.92] Niggas better make way for the Alkaholik crew\n[01:39.63] When we're steppin' to, with the 32 of brew\n[01:41.88] Niggas better make way for the Alkaholik crew\n[01:44.37] Make room for the crew with beats that thump\n[01:46.95] Make room for the crew with beats that thump\n[01:49.29] Make room for the crew with beats that thump\n[01:52.23] Tunes hittin' hard enough to dent yo' trunk\n[01:54.27] It's the 'Liks, baby, it's the 'Liks\n[01:56.76] It's the 'Liks, baby, it's the 'Liks\n[01:59.15] It's the 'Liks, baby, it's the 'Liks\n[02:01.73] It's the 'Liks, baby, it's the 'Liks\n[02:04.15] First you gotta have respect, money comes next\n[02:06.64] After you get those, come the hos and the sex\n[02:09.50] Girl you keep askin' 'bout the niggas in my crew\n[02:11.96] Yeah, I'm down with Pooh but what's up with me and you\n[02:14.27] 'Cause I don't give a fuck, who your cousin used to fuck\n[02:16.71] 'Cause I just wanna fuck, damn, I wanna fuck\n[02:19.28] So unlock the gate and make room for the heavyweight rapper\n[02:22.55] The slim, light-skinned, coochie snapper\n[02:24.31] Pull over to the side so I can roll up the indo\n[02:26.94] Got the pinch head bumpin' on the front window\n[02:29.42] Wham, bam, I spanked your ma'am\n[02:31.47] I wonder how they make these rubbers from the skin of a lamb\n[02:34.89] I blow into the mic when I check it\n[02:36.69] Had hos gettin' naked way before I made a record\n[02:39.29] I smoke a gang of liquor, I drink a gang of brew\n[02:41.62] Like Ted, I gotta zoom-zoom, so make room\n[02:44.13] Make room for the crew with beats that thump (ah, yeah)\n[02:46.58] Make room for the crew with beats that thump (ah, yeah, ah, yeah)\n[02:48.95] Make room, for the crew with beats that thump\n[02:51.44] (The Alkaholiks) tunes hittin' hard enough to dent yo' trunk\n[02:54.10] Make room for the crew with beats that thump (yo, before we go)\n[02:56.59] Make room for the crew with beats that thump\n[02:57.12] (We gotta give a shout out to the crew that get the party poppin')\n[02:59.08] Make room for the crew with beats that thump (Tha Alkaholik crew)\n[03:01.85] Tunes hittin' hard enough to dent yo' trunk\n[03:04.02] Olde English (is in the house and, uh)\n[03:06.11] What about Mickey? (Is in the house and, uh)\n[03:08.62] St. Ides (is in the house and, uh)\n[03:11.09] Crazy Horse (is in the house and, uh)\n[03:13.57] Genuine Draft (is in the house and, uh)\n[03:15.65] What about Red Bull? (Is in the house and, uh)\n[03:18.54] Colt 45 (is in the house and, uh)\n[03:21.31] King Cobra (ain't in the house and, uh)\n[03:27.85] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Make Room (Album Version)\n  artist: Tha Alkaholiks\n  album: Make Room\n  duration_ms: 208000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I knock 'em, knock 'em out the park\n  start_ms: 4530\n  end_ms: 6060\n- text: When other rappers are hittin' bunts\n  start_ms: 6060\n  end_ms: 7370\n- text: I'm a target, not a fog, I stuff the runts and don't do stunts\n  start_ms: 7370\n  end_ms: 9950\n- text: I got soul power, never took a cold shower\n  start_ms: 9950\n  end_ms: 12360\n- text: Never had a girlfriend the color of cooking flour\n  start_ms: 12360\n  end_ms: 15000\n- text: You can call me sleazy 'cause my rhymes are kind of greasy\n  start_ms: 15000\n  end_ms: 17470\n- text: Some brothers wear curls 'cause it ain't easy bein' peasy\n  start_ms: 17470\n  end_ms: 19740\n- text: Like a kung-fu flick, 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(Is in the house and, uh)\n  St. Ides (is in the house and, uh)\n  Crazy Horse (is in the house and, uh)\n  Genuine Draft (is in the house and, uh)\n  What about Red Bull? 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(Is in the house and, uh)\n  start_ms: 195650\n  end_ms: 198540\n- text: Colt 45 (is in the house and, uh)\n  start_ms: 198540\n  end_ms: 201310\n- text: King Cobra (ain't in the house and, uh)\n  start_ms: 201310\n  end_ms: 207850\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 207850\nplain: |-\n  I knock 'em, knock 'em out the park\n  When other rappers are hittin' bunts\n  I'm a target, not a fog, I stuff the runts and don't do stunts\n  I got soul power, never took a cold shower\n  Never had a girlfriend the color of cooking flour\n  You can call me sleazy 'cause my rhymes are kind of greasy\n  Some brothers wear curls 'cause it ain't easy bein' peasy\n  Like a kung-fu flick, I'll stick you in the dick\n  With my toothpick, tell 'em, Rick (you hit 'em harder than a fuckin' brick)\n\n  I like hos in clothes but like 'em better in the sheets\n  I rock mo' beats than Jesse Owens ran track meets\n  Amazin' feats whoo, they happen every day\n  When the Ro to the J bring his ass out to play\n  I weigh 180, but I'm fat\n  I ki-, I kick up dust when I bust like a gat\n  Tha Alkaholik crew, and what we're here to do\n  Is rock a show, knock a ho, and crack another brew, ay!\n\n  Make room for the crew with beats that thump\n  Make room for the crew with beats that thump\n  Make room for the crew with beats that thump\n  Tunes hittin' hard enough to dent yo' trunk\n  It's the 'Liks, baby, it's the 'Liks\n  It's the 'Liks, baby, it's the 'Liks\n  It's the 'Liks, baby, it's the 'Liks\n  It's the 'Liks, baby, it's the 'Liks\n\n  The super, duper gets it poppin' with the quickness\n  King Tee and the Alkie straight gettin' down to business\n  It's all about the Liks 'cause we're heavy on the kicks\n  But we're easy on the treble (adjust my mic level)\n  So fools can hear me mic checkin' all the way in China\n  The skills you can't front on, the Alkaholik rhymer\n  Could rip a show up tore up so I always flex my talents\n  But my words don't be slurrin', I never lose my balance\n  But that's 'cause I'm slick, tossin' bottles like a discus\n\n  The Liks could rock a party from, Halloween to Christmas\n  That's why I'm screamin' on MC's like I'm Onyx\n  I'm hooked on gin and tonic like your momma's hooked on phonics\n  So when we're steppin' to, with the 32 of brew\n  Niggas better make way for the Alkaholik crew\n  When we're steppin' to, with the 32 of brew\n  Niggas better make way for the Alkaholik crew\n\n  Make room for the crew with beats that thump\n  Make room for the crew with beats that thump\n  Make room for the crew with beats that thump\n  Tunes hittin' hard enough to dent yo' trunk\n  It's the 'Liks, baby, it's the 'Liks\n  It's the 'Liks, baby, it's the 'Liks\n  It's the 'Liks, baby, it's the 'Liks\n  It's the 'Liks, baby, it's the 'Liks\n\n  First you gotta have respect, money comes next\n  After you get those, come the hos and the sex\n  Girl you keep askin' 'bout the niggas in my crew\n  Yeah, I'm down with Pooh but what's up with me and you\n  'Cause I don't give a fuck, who your cousin used to fuck\n  'Cause I just wanna fuck, damn, I wanna fuck\n  So unlock the gate and make room for the heavyweight rapper\n  The slim, light-skinned, coochie snapper\n\n  Pull over to the side so I can roll up the indo\n  Got the pinch head bumpin' on the front window\n  Wham, bam, I spanked your ma'am\n  I wonder how they make these rubbers from the skin of a lamb\n  I blow into the mic when I check it\n  Had hos gettin' naked way before I made a record\n  I smoke a gang of liquor, I drink a gang of brew\n  Like Ted, I gotta zoom-zoom, so make room\n\n  Make room for the crew with beats that thump (ah, yeah)\n  Make room for the crew with beats that thump (ah, yeah, ah, yeah)\n  Make room, for the crew with beats that thump\n  (The Alkaholiks) tunes hittin' hard enough to dent yo' trunk\n  Make room for the crew with beats that thump (yo, before we go)\n  Make room for the crew with beats that thump\n  (We gotta give a shout out to the crew that get the party poppin')\n  Make room for the crew with beats that thump (Tha Alkaholik crew)\n  Tunes hittin' hard enough to dent yo' trunk\n\n  Olde English (is in the house and, uh)\n  What about Mickey? 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I'm outta here...\n\nOhh yeah, tell the sons of jones to kiss my ass","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.35] Intro: bartender and j-ro\n[00:07.16] Yo last call, last call, last call for alcohol!\n[00:12.16] At two, you're through!\n[00:14.45] {j-ro} ay bartendah! bartender!\n[00:18.37] {bart} yo whassup man?\n[00:19.22] {j-ro} ay man, man let me get a... rummmmm an coke\n[00:21.99] {bart} yo man don't you think you had a little bit too much to drink?\n[00:24.83] {j-ro} ay just let me get one more man\n[00:26.25] {bart} yo man I'm lookin out for you man, it's your life\n[00:28.24] {j-ro} man I'll hop over this motherfucker and get my own damn drink\n[00:30.88] Hey niggy, what time it is...\n[00:31.83] Verse one: tash\n[00:32.42] It's time to roll my sleeves, fuck a few mc's up\n[00:34.34] Another rough cut, from the crew that won't ease up\n[00:36.90] The alkaholik click, aka the forty downers\n[00:39.58] Flips rhymes like calvin flips fries and quarter pounders\n[00:42.27] I never drink and drive 'cause I might spill my drink\n[00:44.82] I failed the breathalizer so they took me to the clink\n[00:47.43] Niggaz earlin in the sink cause they can't fade the cisco\n[00:50.22] I'm from the old school but I never rocked a disco\n[00:52.91] Loops from the group that, likes to smack the bitches\n[00:55.59] Tha liks is hittin hookers like a gangsta hittin switches\n[00:58.11] Front, to the back, to the side, to the side\n[01:00.63] And make you dance with these bitches but, no electric slidin\n[01:03.77] And I'm about to flip, but first I'm bout to sip\n[01:06.06] Off the forty ounce of brew that I was savin for the trip\n[01:08.83] Back to the lab 'cause all I do is bang cuts\n[01:11.33] That's why I hang around my group like a dick hang with nuts\n[01:14.18] Verse two: j-ro\n[01:14.59] I push one two's when niggaz step on my shoes\n[01:16.70] Oh you haven't heard the news I've been giving fools blues\n[01:19.34] Manhandling chumps that step up, just to keep my rep up\n[01:22.66] I push my fist through your grill\n[01:25.26] I never became a gangsta, thanks ta, my skill\n[01:27.59] On the nine inches of steel\n[01:30.02] You ask me what the k's for, they don't mean nothin\n[01:32.58] [\"k's for the way my dee-jay's kuttin\" -- schoolly d, p.s.k.]\n[01:35.48] Chorus: tash, group\n[01:36.16] Last call y'all {call y'all}\n[01:36.73] Call y'all {call y'all}\n[01:38.63] {last call, for alcohol}\n[01:40.34] Last call y'all {call y'all}\n[01:42.17] Call y'all {call y'all}\n[01:43.55] {last call, for alcohol}\n[01:45.79] [j-ro] yeah... word\n[01:47.88] [tash] alkaholik style nigga\n[01:50.63] Verse three: e-swift\n[01:56.26] Uh, I be one of dem niggaz known to drink a gang of brewskis\n[01:59.30] Float like the wind, so all y'all can call me cool breeze\n[02:01.97] Cooler than my man morris day in the winter\n[02:04.48] The dope rhyme inventor, rockin shows at the center\n[02:07.01] So pass the mic on the, down low\n[02:09.87] Now go grab a forty from the liquor sto'\n[02:12.40] And you don't stop {don't stop} and you don't quit {don't quit}\n[02:15.35] Unless you're in the studio making wack shit\n[02:17.34] Chorus\n[02:34.55] [j-ro] yeah... that nigga squid is in the house\n[02:37.77] Verse four: j-ro\n[02:38.98] I got a forty-four mag with the clip (with a clip)\n[02:41.54] So mc's watch your lip, cause I'm shootin from the hip ahh\n[02:44.47] I rip like oprah, in tight jeans do\n[02:46.97] And splits a needle wrap a pair man because them shits is on the fritz\n[02:49.98] It's crazy, a few mc's amaze me\n[02:52.23] With this alkie style of rock, mr. spock couldn't phase me\n[02:54.83] Rhymin pays me, but I do it anyway\n[02:57.88] Many say, ay, when it comes to rhymes you got plenty j\n[03:00.36] I'm so cool I drink forty ounces of freon\n[03:03.12] You never see me on the stage with a peon\n[03:05.67] When we on the microphone it's like jordan all alone\n[03:08.62] We slam, competition, scram damn\n[03:11.86] Can we get along? nope.\n[03:13.40] Switchblade to the throat to mc's who ain't dope\n[03:16.07] Call me j-ro the clepto, 'cause I'm stealing to the jaw\n[03:18.93] Of these half-baked rappers, trying to get raw\n[03:21.26] Verse five: tash\n[03:21.76] Soul in my strut, muscle in my hustle\n[03:24.21] It's just a little something for them punks that wanna bust they little\n[03:27.19] Def jam comedy, raps that make me crack up\n[03:29.53] You better call the one-time and tell em send a backup\n[03:32.12] 'cause I'm about to act up, I couldn't kick a verse\n[03:34.67] J-ro say he got it bad, so that mean I got it worse\n[03:37.32] Check uno dos, crack a forty, make a toast\n[03:39.73] Let me rip the instrumental and impress the west coast\n[03:42.34] Chorus\n[03:54.13] [j-ro] uhh... damn it feels like my bones is rattling\n[03:58.89] Uhh ohhh shit! 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I'm outta here...\n\nOhh yeah, tell the sons of jones to kiss my ass","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.35] Intro: bartender and j-ro\n[00:07.16] Yo last call, last call, last call for alcohol!\n[00:12.16] At two, you're through!\n[00:14.45] {j-ro} ay bartendah! bartender!\n[00:18.37] {bart} yo whassup man?\n[00:19.22] {j-ro} ay man, man let me get a... rummmmm an coke\n[00:21.99] {bart} yo man don't you think you had a little bit too much to drink?\n[00:24.83] {j-ro} ay just let me get one more man\n[00:26.25] {bart} yo man I'm lookin out for you man, it's your life\n[00:28.24] {j-ro} man I'll hop over this motherfucker and get my own damn drink\n[00:30.88] Hey niggy, what time it is...\n[00:31.83] Verse one: tash\n[00:32.42] It's time to roll my sleeves, fuck a few mc's up\n[00:34.34] Another rough cut, from the crew that won't ease up\n[00:36.90] The alkaholik click, aka the forty downers\n[00:39.58] Flips rhymes like calvin flips fries and quarter pounders\n[00:42.27] I never drink and drive 'cause I might spill my drink\n[00:44.82] I failed the breathalizer so they took me to the clink\n[00:47.43] Niggaz earlin in the sink cause they can't fade the cisco\n[00:50.22] I'm from the old school but I never rocked a disco\n[00:52.91] Loops from the group that, likes to smack the bitches\n[00:55.59] Tha liks is hittin hookers like a gangsta hittin switches\n[00:58.11] Front, to the back, to the side, to the side\n[01:00.63] And make you dance with these bitches but, no electric slidin\n[01:03.77] And I'm about to flip, but first I'm bout to sip\n[01:06.06] Off the forty ounce of brew that I was savin for the trip\n[01:08.83] Back to the lab 'cause all I do is bang cuts\n[01:11.33] That's why I hang around my group like a dick hang with nuts\n[01:14.18] Verse two: j-ro\n[01:14.59] I push one two's when niggaz step on my shoes\n[01:16.70] Oh you haven't heard the news I've been giving fools blues\n[01:19.34] Manhandling chumps that step up, just to keep my rep up\n[01:22.66] I push my fist through your grill\n[01:25.26] I never became a gangsta, thanks ta, my skill\n[01:27.59] On the nine inches of steel\n[01:30.02] You ask me what the k's for, they don't mean nothin\n[01:32.58] [\"k's for the way my dee-jay's kuttin\" -- schoolly d, p.s.k.]\n[01:35.48] Chorus: tash, group\n[01:36.16] Last call y'all {call y'all}\n[01:36.73] Call y'all {call y'all}\n[01:38.63] {last call, for alcohol}\n[01:40.34] Last call y'all {call y'all}\n[01:42.17] Call y'all {call y'all}\n[01:43.55] {last call, for alcohol}\n[01:45.79] [j-ro] yeah... word\n[01:47.88] [tash] alkaholik style nigga\n[01:50.63] Verse three: e-swift\n[01:56.26] Uh, I be one of dem niggaz known to drink a gang of brewskis\n[01:59.30] Float like the wind, so all y'all can call me cool breeze\n[02:01.97] Cooler than my man morris day in the winter\n[02:04.48] The dope rhyme inventor, rockin shows at the center\n[02:07.01] So pass the mic on the, down low\n[02:09.87] Now go grab a forty from the liquor sto'\n[02:12.40] And you don't stop {don't stop} and you don't quit {don't quit}\n[02:15.35] Unless you're in the studio making wack shit\n[02:17.34] Chorus\n[02:34.55] [j-ro] yeah... that nigga squid is in the house\n[02:37.77] Verse four: j-ro\n[02:38.98] I got a forty-four mag with the clip (with a clip)\n[02:41.54] So mc's watch your lip, cause I'm shootin from the hip ahh\n[02:44.47] I rip like oprah, in tight jeans do\n[02:46.97] And splits a needle wrap a pair man because them shits is on the fritz\n[02:49.98] It's crazy, a few mc's amaze me\n[02:52.23] With this alkie style of rock, mr. spock couldn't phase me\n[02:54.83] Rhymin pays me, but I do it anyway\n[02:57.88] Many say, ay, when it comes to rhymes you got plenty j\n[03:00.36] I'm so cool I drink forty ounces of freon\n[03:03.12] You never see me on the stage with a peon\n[03:05.67] When we on the microphone it's like jordan all alone\n[03:08.62] We slam, competition, scram damn\n[03:11.86] Can we get along? nope.\n[03:13.40] Switchblade to the throat to mc's who ain't dope\n[03:16.07] Call me j-ro the clepto, 'cause I'm stealing to the jaw\n[03:18.93] Of these half-baked rappers, trying to get raw\n[03:21.26] Verse five: tash\n[03:21.76] Soul in my strut, muscle in my hustle\n[03:24.21] It's just a little something for them punks that wanna bust they little\n[03:27.19] Def jam comedy, raps that make me crack up\n[03:29.53] You better call the one-time and tell em send a backup\n[03:32.12] 'cause I'm about to act up, I couldn't kick a verse\n[03:34.67] J-ro say he got it bad, so that mean I got it worse\n[03:37.32] Check uno dos, crack a forty, make a toast\n[03:39.73] Let me rip the instrumental and impress the west coast\n[03:42.34] Chorus\n[03:54.13] [j-ro] uhh... damn it feels like my bones is rattling\n[03:58.89] Uhh ohhh shit! 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I'm outta here...\n\nOhh yeah, tell the sons of jones to kiss my ass","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.35]Intro: bartender and j-ro\n[00:07.16]Yo last call, last call, last call for alcohol!\n[00:12.16]At two, you're through!\n[00:14.45]{j-ro} ay bartendah! bartender!\n[00:18.37]{bart} yo whassup man?\n[00:19.22]{j-ro} ay man, man let me get a... rummmmm an coke\n[00:21.99]{bart} yo man don't you think you had a little bit too much to drink?\n[00:24.83]{j-ro} ay just let me get one more man\n[00:26.25]{bart} yo man I'm lookin out for you man, it's your life\n[00:28.24]{j-ro} man I'll hop over this motherfucker and get my own damn drink\n[00:30.88]Hey niggy, what time it is...\n[00:31.83]Verse one: tash\n[00:32.42]It's time to roll my sleeves, fuck a few mc's up\n[00:34.34]Another rough cut, from the crew that won't ease up\n[00:36.90]The alkaholik click, aka the forty downers\n[00:39.58]Flips rhymes like calvin flips fries and quarter pounders\n[00:42.27]I never drink and drive 'cause I might spill my drink\n[00:44.82]I failed the breathalizer so they took me to the clink\n[00:47.43]Niggaz earlin in the sink cause they can't fade the cisco\n[00:50.22]I'm from the old school but I never rocked a disco\n[00:52.91]Loops from the group that, likes to smack the bitches\n[00:55.59]Tha liks is hittin hookers like a gangsta hittin switches\n[00:58.11]Front, to the back, to the side, to the side\n[01:00.63]And make you dance with these bitches but, no electric slidin\n[01:03.77]And I'm about to flip, but first I'm bout to sip\n[01:06.06]Off the forty ounce of brew that I was savin for the trip\n[01:08.83]Back to the lab 'cause all I do is bang cuts\n[01:11.33]That's why I hang around my group like a dick hang with nuts\n[01:14.18]Verse two: j-ro\n[01:14.59]I push one two's when niggaz step on my shoes\n[01:16.70]Oh you haven't heard the news I've been giving fools blues\n[01:19.34]Manhandling chumps that step up, just to keep my rep up\n[01:22.66]I push my fist through your grill\n[01:25.26]I never became a gangsta, thanks ta, my skill\n[01:27.59]On the nine inches of steel\n[01:30.02]You ask me what the k's for, they don't mean nothin\n[01:32.58][\"k's for the way my dee-jay's kuttin\" -- schoolly d, p.s.k.]\n[01:35.48]Chorus: tash, group\n[01:36.16]Last call y'all {call y'all}\n[01:36.73]Call y'all {call y'all}\n[01:38.63]{last call, for alcohol}\n[01:40.34]Last call y'all {call y'all}\n[01:42.17]Call y'all {call y'all}\n[01:43.55]{last call, for alcohol}\n[01:45.79][j-ro] yeah... word\n[01:47.88][tash] alkaholik style nigga\n[01:50.63]Verse three: e-swift\n[01:56.26]Uh, I be one of dem niggaz known to drink a gang of brewskis\n[01:59.30]Float like the wind, so all y'all can call me cool breeze\n[02:01.97]Cooler than my man morris day in the winter\n[02:04.48]The dope rhyme inventor, rockin shows at the center\n[02:07.01]So pass the mic on the, down low\n[02:09.87]Now go grab a forty from the liquor sto'\n[02:12.40]And you don't stop {don't stop} and you don't quit {don't quit}\n[02:15.35]Unless you're in the studio making wack shit\n[02:17.34]Chorus\n[02:34.55][j-ro] yeah... that nigga squid is in the house\n[02:37.77]Verse four: j-ro\n[02:38.98]I got a forty-four mag with the clip (with a clip)\n[02:41.54]So mc's watch your lip, cause I'm shootin from the hip ahh\n[02:44.47]I rip like oprah, in tight jeans do\n[02:46.97]And splits a needle wrap a pair man because them shits is on the fritz\n[02:49.98]It's crazy, a few mc's amaze me\n[02:52.23]With this alkie style of rock, mr. spock couldn't phase me\n[02:54.83]Rhymin pays me, but I do it anyway\n[02:57.88]Many say, ay, when it comes to rhymes you got plenty j\n[03:00.36]I'm so cool I drink forty ounces of freon\n[03:03.12]You never see me on the stage with a peon\n[03:05.67]When we on the microphone it's like jordan all alone\n[03:08.62]We slam, competition, scram damn\n[03:11.86]Can we get along? nope.\n[03:13.40]Switchblade to the throat to mc's who ain't dope\n[03:16.07]Call me j-ro the clepto, 'cause I'm stealing to the jaw\n[03:18.93]Of these half-baked rappers, trying to get raw\n[03:21.26]Verse five: tash\n[03:21.76]Soul in my strut, muscle in my hustle\n[03:24.21]It's just a little something for them punks that wanna bust they little\n[03:27.19]Def jam comedy, raps that make me crack up\n[03:29.53]You better call the one-time and tell em send a backup\n[03:32.12]'cause I'm about to act up, I couldn't kick a verse\n[03:34.67]J-ro say he got it bad, so that mean I got it worse\n[03:37.32]Check uno dos, crack a forty, make a toast\n[03:39.73]Let me rip the instrumental and impress the west coast\n[03:42.34]Chorus\n[03:54.13][j-ro] uhh... damn it feels like my bones is rattling\n[03:58.89]Uhh ohhh shit! 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74590\n  end_ms: 76700\n- text: Oh you haven't heard the news I've been giving fools blues\n  start_ms: 76700\n  end_ms: 79340\n- text: Manhandling chumps that step up, just to keep my rep up\n  start_ms: 79340\n  end_ms: 82660\n- text: I push my fist through your grill\n  start_ms: 82660\n  end_ms: 85260\n- text: I never became a gangsta, thanks ta, my skill\n  start_ms: 85260\n  end_ms: 87590\n- text: On the nine inches of steel\n  start_ms: 87590\n  end_ms: 90020\n- text: You ask me what the k's for, they don't mean nothin\n  start_ms: 90020\n  end_ms: 92580\n- text: '[\"k''s for the way my dee-jay''s kuttin\" -- schoolly d, p.s.k.]'\n  start_ms: 92580\n  end_ms: 95480\n- text: 'Chorus: tash, group'\n  start_ms: 95480\n  end_ms: 96160\n- text: Last call y'all {call y'all}\n  start_ms: 96160\n  end_ms: 96730\n- text: Call y'all {call y'all}\n  start_ms: 96730\n  end_ms: 98630\n- text: '{last call, for alcohol}'\n  start_ms: 98630\n  end_ms: 100340\n- text: Last call y'all {call 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Rhymin pays me, but I do it anyway\n  start_ms: 174830\n  end_ms: 177880\n- text: Many say, ay, when it comes to rhymes you got plenty j\n  start_ms: 177880\n  end_ms: 180360\n- text: I'm so cool I drink forty ounces of freon\n  start_ms: 180360\n  end_ms: 183120\n- text: You never see me on the stage with a peon\n  start_ms: 183120\n  end_ms: 185670\n- text: When we on the microphone it's like jordan all alone\n  start_ms: 185670\n  end_ms: 188620\n- text: We slam, competition, scram damn\n  start_ms: 188620\n  end_ms: 191860\n- text: Can we get along? nope.\n  start_ms: 191860\n  end_ms: 193400\n- text: Switchblade to the throat to mc's who ain't dope\n  start_ms: 193400\n  end_ms: 196070\n- text: Call me j-ro the clepto, 'cause I'm stealing to the jaw\n  start_ms: 196070\n  end_ms: 198930\n- text: Of these half-baked rappers, trying to get raw\n  start_ms: 198930\n  end_ms: 201260\n- text: 'Verse five: tash'\n  start_ms: 201260\n  end_ms: 201760\n- text: Soul in my strut, muscle in 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I'm outta here...\n  start_ms: 238890\n  end_ms: 261590\n- text: Ohh yeah, tell the sons of jones to kiss my ass\n  start_ms: 261590\n  end_ms: 268290\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 268290\nplain: |-\n  Intro: bartender and j-ro\n\n  Yo last call, last call, last call for alcohol!\n  At two, you're through!\n\n  {j-ro} ay bartendah! bartender!\n  {bart} yo whassup man?\n  {j-ro} ay man, man let me get a... rummmmm an coke\n  {bart} yo man don't you think you had a little bit too much to drink?\n  {j-ro} ay just let me get one more man\n  {bart} yo man I'm lookin out for you man, it's your life\n  {j-ro} man I'll hop over this motherfucker and get my own damn drink\n\n  Hey niggy, what time it is...\n\n  Verse one: tash\n\n  It's time to roll my sleeves, fuck a few mc's up\n  Another rough cut, from the crew that won't ease up\n  The alkaholik click, aka the forty downers\n  Flips rhymes like calvin flips fries and quarter pounders\n  I never drink and drive 'cause I might spill my drink\n  I failed the breathalizer so they took me to the clink\n  Niggaz earlin in the sink cause they can't fade the cisco\n  I'm from the old school but I never rocked a disco\n  Loops from the group that, likes to smack the bitches\n  Tha liks is hittin hookers like a gangsta hittin switches\n  Front, to the back, to the side, to the side\n  And make you dance with these bitches but, no electric slidin\n  And I'm about to flip, but first I'm bout to sip\n  Off the forty ounce of brew that I was savin for the trip\n  Back to the lab 'cause all I do is bang cuts\n  That's why I hang around my group like a dick hang with nuts\n\n  Verse two: j-ro\n\n  I push one two's when niggaz step on my shoes\n  Oh you haven't heard the news I've been giving fools blues\n  Manhandling chumps that step up, just to keep my rep up\n  I push my fist through your grill\n  I never became a gangsta, thanks ta, my skill\n  On the nine inches of steel\n  You ask me what the k's for, they don't mean nothin\n  [\"k's for the way my dee-jay's kuttin\" -- schoolly d, p.s.k.]\n\n  Chorus: tash, group\n\n  Last call y'all {call y'all}\n  Call y'all {call y'all}\n  {last call, for alcohol}\n  Last call y'all {call y'all}\n  Call y'all {call y'all}\n  {last call, for alcohol}\n\n  [j-ro] yeah... word\n  [tash] alkaholik style nigga\n\n  Verse three: e-swift\n\n  Uh, I be one of dem niggaz known to drink a gang of brewskis\n  Float like the wind, so all y'all can call me cool breeze\n  Cooler than my man morris day in the winter\n  The dope rhyme inventor, rockin shows at the center\n  So pass the mic on the, down low\n  Now go grab a forty from the liquor sto'\n  And you don't stop {don't stop} and you don't quit {don't quit}\n  Unless you're in the studio making wack shit\n\n  Chorus\n\n  [j-ro] yeah... that nigga squid is in the house\n\n  Verse four: j-ro\n\n  I got a forty-four mag with the clip (with a clip)\n  So mc's watch your lip, cause I'm shootin from the hip ahh\n  I rip like oprah, in tight jeans do\n  And splits a needle wrap a pair man because them shits is on the fritz\n  It's crazy, a few mc's amaze me\n  With this alkie style of rock, mr. spock couldn't phase me\n  Rhymin pays me, but I do it anyway\n  Many say, ay, when it comes to rhymes you got plenty j\n  I'm so cool I drink forty ounces of freon\n  You never see me on the stage with a peon\n  When we on the microphone it's like jordan all alone\n  We slam, competition, scram damn\n  Can we get along? nope.\n  Switchblade to the throat to mc's who ain't dope\n  Call me j-ro the clepto, 'cause I'm stealing to the jaw\n  Of these half-baked rappers, trying to get raw\n\n  Verse five: tash\n\n  Soul in my strut, muscle in my hustle\n  It's just a little something for them punks that wanna bust they little\n  Def jam comedy, raps that make me crack up\n  You better call the one-time and tell em send a backup\n  'cause I'm about to act up, I couldn't kick a verse\n  J-ro say he got it bad, so that mean I got it worse\n  Check uno dos, crack a forty, make a toast\n  Let me rip the instrumental and impress the west coast\n\n  Chorus\n\n  [j-ro] uhh... damn it feels like my bones is rattling\n  Uhh ohhh shit! I'm outta here...\n\n  Ohh yeah, tell the sons of jones to kiss my ass\n"},{"id":8229924,"name":"Make Room","trackName":"Make Room","artistName":"Tha Alkaholiks","albumName":"21 & Over","duration":209.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"One: J-Ro\n\nI knock em knock em out the park when other rappers are hitting bunts\nI'm a togger not a fogger step on hunts and don't do stunts\nI got SOUL POWER never took a cold shower\nNever had a girlfriend the color of cooking flour\nYou can call me sleazy cuz my rhymes are kinda greasy\nSome brothers wear curls, cuz it ain't easy being peasy\nLike a Kung-Fu flick, I stick you in the dick, with my toothpick\nTell em Rick (\"You hit them harder than a fuckin brick\")\nI like clothes and hoes but like em better in the sheets\nI rock more beats than Jesse Owens ran track meets]\nAmazing feets move, they happen everyday\nWhen the Ro to the J bring his ass out to play\nI weight one-eighty but I'm, fat\nI ki-uh-kick up dust when I bust like a cap\nTha Alkaholik crew, and what we're here to do\nIs rock a show, knock a ho, and crack another brew\n\nMake room, for the crew with beats that thump Tunes hittin hard enough to ditch your trunk\nIt's the Liks baby, it's the Liks Two: Tash\n\nThe super, duper, gets it poppin with the quickness\nKing Tee and the Alkies straight gettin down to business\nIt's all about the Liks cause we're heavy on the kicks\nBut we're easy on the treble (adjust my mic level)\nSo fools can here me mic checkin all the way in China\nThe skills you can't front on, Tha Alkaholik rhymer\nCould rip a show up to' up so I always flex my talents\nBut my words don't be slurrin, I never lose my balance\nBut that's cause I'm slick tossin bottles like a discus\nThe Liks could rock a party from Halloween to Christmas\nThat's why I'm screamin on MC's like I'm Onyx\nI'm hooked on gin and tonics like your momma's Hooked on Phonics\nSo when we steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew\nNiggaz better make way for the Alkaholik crew\nWhen we're steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew\nNiggaz better make way for the Alkaholik crew\n\nThree: J-Ro\n\nFirst you gotta have respect, money comes next\nAfter you get THOSE, come the hos and the sex\nGirl you keep askin bout the niggaz in my crew\nYeah I'm down with Pooh, but what's up with me and you\nCause I don't give a fuck whose your cousin who could fuck\nCause I just wanna fuck, damn I wanna fuck\nSo unlock the gate and MAKE ROOM for the heavyweight rapper\nThe slim light skinned coochie slapper\nPull over to the side so I can roll up the indo\nGot the bitch head bumpin on the front window\nWham, bam, I spanked you ma'am\nI wonder how they make these rubbers from the skin of a lamb\nI blow into the mic when I check it\nHad hoes gettin naked way before I made a record\nI smoked a gang of liquor, I drink a gang of boom\nLike Ted, I gotta zoom zoom so make room\n\nTash, J-Ro\n\nAh yeah, ah yeah, Tha Alkaholiks\nYo, before we bail\nWe 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a fuckin brick\")\n[00:25.72] I like clothes and hoes but like em better in the sheets\n[00:28.10] I rock more beats than Jesse Owens ran track meets]\n[00:30.75] Amazing feets move, they happen everyday\n[00:32.91] When the Ro to the J bring his ass out to play\n[00:35.67] I weight one-eighty but I'm, fat\n[00:37.52] I ki-uh-kick up dust when I bust like a cap\n[00:40.47] Tha Alkaholik crew, and what we're here to do\n[00:43.08] Is rock a show, knock a ho, and crack another brew\n[00:45.19] Make room, for the crew with beats that thump Tunes hittin hard enough to ditch your trunk\n[00:55.57] It's the Liks baby, it's the Liks Two: Tash\n[01:05.60] The super, duper, gets it poppin with the quickness\n[01:07.83] King Tee and the Alkies straight gettin down to business\n[01:10.51] It's all about the Liks cause we're heavy on the kicks\n[01:12.91] But we're easy on the treble (adjust my mic level)\n[01:14.88] So fools can here me mic checkin all the way in China\n[01:17.71] The skills you 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I ki-uh-kick up dust when I bust like a cap\n[00:40.47] Tha Alkaholik crew, and what we're here to do\n[00:43.08] Is rock a show, knock a ho, and crack another brew\n[00:45.19] Make room, for the crew with beats that thump Tunes hittin hard enough to ditch your trunk\n[00:55.57] It's the Liks baby, it's the Liks Two: Tash\n[01:05.60] The super, duper, gets it poppin with the quickness\n[01:07.83] King Tee and the Alkies straight gettin down to business\n[01:10.51] It's all about the Liks cause we're heavy on the kicks\n[01:12.91] But we're easy on the treble (adjust my mic level)\n[01:14.88] So fools can here me mic checkin all the way in China\n[01:17.71] The skills you can't front on, Tha Alkaholik rhymer\n[01:20.15] Could rip a show up to' up so I always flex my talents\n[01:22.75] But my words don't be slurrin, I never lose my balance\n[01:25.35] But that's cause I'm slick tossin bottles like a discus\n[01:27.75] The Liks could rock a party from Halloween to Christmas\n[01:30.58] 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trunk\n  It's the Liks baby, it's the Liks Two: Tash\n\n  The super, duper, gets it poppin with the quickness\n  King Tee and the Alkies straight gettin down to business\n  It's all about the Liks cause we're heavy on the kicks\n  But we're easy on the treble (adjust my mic level)\n  So fools can here me mic checkin all the way in China\n  The skills you can't front on, Tha Alkaholik rhymer\n  Could rip a show up to' up so I always flex my talents\n  but my words don't be slurrin, I never lose my balance\n  But that's cause I'm slick tossin bottles like a discus\n  The Liks could rock a party from Halloween to Christmas\n  That's why I'm screamin on MC's like I'm Onyx\n  I'm hooked on gin and tonics like your momma's Hooked on Phonics\n  So when we steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew\n  Niggaz better make way for the Alkaholik crew\n  When we're steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew\n  Niggaz better make way for the Alkaholik crew\n\n  Three: J-Ro\n\n  First you gotta 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like a discus\nThe Liks could rock a party from Halloween to Christmas\nThat's why I'm screamin on MC's like I'm Onyx\nI'm hooked on gin and tonics like your momma's Hooked on Phonics\nSo when we steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew\nNiggaz better make way for the Alkaholik crew\nWhen we're steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew\nNiggaz better make way for the Alkaholik crew\n\nThree: J-Ro\n\nFirst you gotta have respect, money comes next\nAfter you get THOSE, come the hos and the sex\nGirl you keep askin bout the niggaz in my crew\nYeah I'm down with Pooh, but what's up with me and you\nCause I don't give a fuck whose your cousin who could fuck\nCause I just wanna fuck, damn I wanna fuck\nSo unlock the gate and MAKE ROOM for the heavyweight rapper\nThe slim light skinned coochie slapper\nPull over to the side so I can roll up the indo\nGot the bitch head bumpin on the front window\nWham, bam, I spanked you ma'am\nI wonder how they make these rubbers from the skin of a 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flour\n[00:15.83] You can call me sleazy cuz my rhymes are kinda greasy\n[00:18.10] Some brothers wear curls, cuz it ain't easy being peasy\n[00:20.57] Like a Kung-Fu flick, I stick you in the dick, with my toothpick\n[00:23.65] Tell em Rick (\"You hit them harder than a fuckin brick\")\n[00:25.72] I like clothes and hoes but like em better in the sheets\n[00:28.10] I rock more beats than Jesse Owens ran track meets]\n[00:30.75] Amazing feets move, they happen everyday\n[00:32.91] When the Ro to the J bring his ass out to play\n[00:35.67] I weight one-eighty but I'm, fat\n[00:37.52] I ki-uh-kick up dust when I bust like a cap\n[00:40.47] Tha Alkaholik crew, and what we're here to do\n[00:43.08] Is rock a show, knock a ho, and crack another brew\n[00:45.19] Make room, for the crew with beats that thump Tunes hittin hard enough to ditch your trunk\n[00:55.57] It's the Liks baby, it's the Liks Two: Tash\n[01:05.60] The super, duper, gets it poppin with the quickness\n[01:07.83] King Tee and the Alkies straight gettin down to business\n[01:10.51] It's all about the Liks cause we're heavy on the kicks\n[01:12.91] But we're easy on the treble (adjust my mic level)\n[01:14.88] So fools can here me mic checkin all the way in China\n[01:17.71] The skills you can't front on, Tha Alkaholik rhymer\n[01:20.15] Could rip a show up to' up so I always flex my talents\n[01:22.75] but my words don't be slurrin, I never lose my balance\n[01:25.35] But that's cause I'm slick tossin bottles like a discus\n[01:27.75] The Liks could rock a party from Halloween to Christmas\n[01:30.58] That's why I'm screamin on MC's like I'm Onyx\n[01:32.82] I'm hooked on gin and tonics like your momma's Hooked on Phonics\n[01:35.32] So when we steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew\n[01:37.83] Niggaz better make way for the Alkaholik crew\n[01:40.08] When we're steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew\n[01:42.63] Niggaz better make way for the Alkaholik crew\n[01:45.10] Three: J-Ro\n[02:04.92] First you gotta have respect, money comes next\n[02:07.53] After you get THOSE, come the hos and the sex\n[02:09.98] Girl you keep askin bout the niggaz in my crew\n[02:12.57] Yeah I'm down with Pooh, but what's up with me and you\n[02:15.05] Cause I don't give a fuck whose your cousin who could fuck\n[02:17.79] Cause I just wanna fuck, damn I wanna fuck\n[02:19.84] So unlock the gate and MAKE ROOM for the heavyweight rapper\n[02:22.97] The slim light skinned coochie slapper\n[02:25.16] Pull over to the side so I can roll up the indo\n[02:27.45] Got the bitch head bumpin on the front window\n[02:29.83] Wham, bam, I spanked you ma'am\n[02:32.35] I wonder how they make these rubbers from the skin of a lamb\n[02:35.04] I blow into the mic when I check it\n[02:37.61] Had hoes gettin naked way before I made a record\n[02:40.06] I smoked a gang of liquor, I drink a gang of boom\n[02:42.47] Like Ted, I gotta zoom zoom so make room\n[02:44.81] Tash, J-Ro\n[02:46.88] Ah yeah, ah yeah, Tha 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end_ms: 199120\n- text: Colt .45\n  start_ms: 199120\n  end_ms: 200580\n- text: is in the house, and uhh\n  start_ms: 200580\n  end_ms: 201950\n- text: King Cobra ain't in the house, and uhh\n  start_ms: 201950\n  end_ms: 203320\n- text: '*bottle smashes*'\n  start_ms: 203320\n  end_ms: 206310\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 206310\nplain: |-\n  One: J-Ro\n\n  I knock em knock em out the park when other rappers are hitting bunts\n  I'm a togger not a fogger step on hunts and don't do stunts\n  I got SOUL POWER never took a cold shower\n  Never had a girlfriend the color of cooking flour\n  You can call me sleazy cuz my rhymes are kinda greasy\n  Some brothers wear curls, cuz it ain't easy being peasy\n  Like a Kung-Fu flick, I stick you in the dick, with my toothpick\n  Tell em Rick (\"You hit them harder than a fuckin brick\")\n  I like clothes and hoes but like em better in the sheets\n  I rock more beats than Jesse Owens ran track meets]\n  Amazing feets move, they happen everyday\n  When the Ro to the J bring his ass out to play\n  I weight one-eighty but I'm, fat\n  I ki-uh-kick up dust when I bust like a cap\n  Tha Alkaholik crew, and what we're here to do\n  Is rock a show, knock a ho, and crack another brew\n\n  Make room, for the crew with beats that thump Tunes hittin hard enough to ditch your trunk\n  It's the Liks baby, it's the Liks Two: Tash\n\n  The super, duper, gets it poppin with the quickness\n  King Tee and the Alkies straight gettin down to business\n  It's all about the Liks cause we're heavy on the kicks\n  But we're easy on the treble (adjust my mic level)\n  So fools can here me mic checkin all the way in China\n  The skills you can't front on, Tha Alkaholik rhymer\n  Could rip a show up to' up so I always flex my talents\n  but my words don't be slurrin, I never lose my balance\n  But that's cause I'm slick tossin bottles like a discus\n  The Liks could rock a party from Halloween to Christmas\n  That's why I'm screamin on MC's like I'm Onyx\n  I'm hooked on gin and tonics like your momma's Hooked on Phonics\n  So when we steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew\n  Niggaz better make way for the Alkaholik crew\n  When we're steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew\n  Niggaz better make way for the Alkaholik crew\n\n  Three: J-Ro\n\n  First you gotta have respect, money comes next\n  After you get THOSE, come the hos and the sex\n  Girl you keep askin bout the niggaz in my crew\n  Yeah I'm down with Pooh, but what's up with me and you\n  Cause I don't give a fuck whose your cousin who could fuck\n  Cause I just wanna fuck, damn I wanna fuck\n  So unlock the gate and MAKE ROOM for the heavyweight rapper\n  The slim light skinned coochie slapper\n  Pull over to the side so I can roll up the indo\n  Got the bitch head bumpin on the front window\n  Wham, bam, I spanked you ma'am\n  I wonder how they make these rubbers from the skin of a lamb\n  I blow into the mic when I check it\n  Had hoes gettin naked way before I made 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POWER never took a cold shower\nNever had a girlfriend the color of cooking flour\nYou can call me sleazy cuz my rhymes are kinda greasy\nSome brothers wear curls, cuz it ain't easy being peasy\nLike a Kung-Fu flick, I stick you in the dick, with my toothpick\nTell em Rick (\"You hit them harder than a fuckin brick\")\nI like clothes and hoes but like em better in the sheets\nI rock more beats than Jesse Owens ran track meets]\nAmazing feets move, they happen everyday\nWhen the Ro to the J bring his ass out to play\nI weight one-eighty but I'm, fat\nI ki-uh-kick up dust when I bust like a cap\nTha Alkaholik crew, and what we're here to do\nIs rock a show, knock a ho, and crack another brew\n\nMake room, for the crew with beats that thump Tunes hittin hard enough to ditch your trunk\nIt's the Liks baby, it's the Liks Two: Tash\n\nThe super, duper, gets it poppin with the quickness\nKing Tee and the Alkies straight gettin down to business\nIt's all about the Liks cause we're heavy on the kicks\nBut we're easy on the treble (adjust my mic level)\nSo fools can here me mic checkin all the way in China\nThe skills you can't front on, Tha Alkaholik rhymer\nCould rip a show up to' up so I always flex my talents\nBut my words don't be slurrin, I never lose my balance\nBut that's cause I'm slick tossin bottles like a discus\nThe Liks could rock a party from Halloween to Christmas\nThat's why I'm screamin on MC's like I'm Onyx\nI'm hooked on gin and tonics like your momma's Hooked on Phonics\nSo when we steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew\nNiggaz better make way for the Alkaholik crew\nWhen we're steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew\nNiggaz better make way for the Alkaholik crew\n\nThree: J-Ro\n\nFirst you gotta have respect, money comes next\nAfter you get THOSE, come the hos and the sex\nGirl you keep askin bout the niggaz in my crew\nYeah I'm down with Pooh, but what's up with me and you\nCause I don't give a fuck whose your cousin who could fuck\nCause I just wanna fuck, damn I wanna fuck\nSo unlock the gate and MAKE ROOM for the heavyweight rapper\nThe slim light skinned coochie slapper\nPull over to the side so I can roll up the indo\nGot the bitch head bumpin on the front window\nWham, bam, I spanked you ma'am\nI wonder how they make these rubbers from the skin of a lamb\nI blow into the mic when I check it\nHad hoes gettin naked way before I made a record\nI smoked a gang of liquor, I drink a gang of boom\nLike Ted, I gotta zoom zoom so make room\n\nTash, J-Ro\n\nAh yeah, ah yeah, Tha Alkaholiks\nYo, before we bail\nWe gotta give a shout out to the crew that gets the party poppin\nTha Alkaholik crew\n\nOld English\nIs in the house, and uhh\nWhat about Mickey's?\nIs in the house, and uhh\nSt. Ide's\nIs in the house, and uhh\nCrazy Horse\nIs in the house, and uhh\nGenuine Draft\nIs in the house, and uhh\nWhat about Red Bull\nIs in the house, and uhh\nColt .45\nIs in the house, and uhh\nKing Cobra ain't in the house, and uhh\n*Bottle 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do\n[00:43.08] Is rock a show, knock a ho, and crack another brew\n[00:45.19] Make room, for the crew with beats that thump Tunes hittin hard enough to ditch your trunk\n[00:55.57] It's the Liks baby, it's the Liks Two: Tash\n[01:05.60] The super, duper, gets it poppin with the quickness\n[01:07.83] King Tee and the Alkies straight gettin down to business\n[01:10.51] It's all about the Liks cause we're heavy on the kicks\n[01:12.91] But we're easy on the treble (adjust my mic level)\n[01:14.88] So fools can here me mic checkin all the way in China\n[01:17.71] The skills you can't front on, Tha Alkaholik rhymer\n[01:20.15] Could rip a show up to' up so I always flex my talents\n[01:22.75] But my words don't be slurrin, I never lose my balance\n[01:25.35] But that's cause I'm slick tossin bottles like a discus\n[01:27.75] The Liks could rock a party from Halloween to Christmas\n[01:30.58] That's why I'm screamin on MC's like I'm Onyx\n[01:32.82] I'm hooked on gin and tonics like your 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you can't front on, Tha Alkaholik rhymer\n  Could rip a show up to' up so I always flex my talents\n  But my words don't be slurrin, I never lose my balance\n  But that's cause I'm slick tossin bottles like a discus\n  The Liks could rock a party from Halloween to Christmas\n  That's why I'm screamin on MC's like I'm Onyx\n  I'm hooked on gin and tonics like your momma's Hooked on Phonics\n  So when we steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew\n  Niggaz better make way for the Alkaholik crew\n  When we're steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew\n  Niggaz better make way for the Alkaholik crew\n\n  Three: J-Ro\n\n  First you gotta have respect, money comes next\n  After you get THOSE, come the hos and the sex\n  Girl you keep askin bout the niggaz in my crew\n  Yeah I'm down with Pooh, but what's up with me and you\n  Cause I don't give a fuck whose your cousin who could fuck\n  Cause I just wanna fuck, damn I wanna fuck\n  So unlock the gate and MAKE ROOM for the heavyweight rapper\n  The slim light skinned coochie slapper\n  Pull over to the side so I can roll up the indo\n  Got the bitch head bumpin on the front window\n  Wham, bam, I spanked you ma'am\n  I wonder how they make these rubbers from the skin of a lamb\n  I blow into the mic when I check it\n  Had hoes gettin naked way before I made a record\n  I smoked a gang of liquor, I drink a gang of boom\n  Like Ted, I gotta zoom zoom so make room\n\n  Tash, J-Ro\n\n  Ah yeah, ah yeah, Tha Alkaholiks\n  Yo, before we bail\n  We gotta give a shout out to the crew that gets the party poppin\n  Tha Alkaholik crew\n\n  Old English\n  Is in the house, and uhh\n  What about Mickey's?\n  Is in the house, and uhh\n  St. Ide's\n  Is in the house, and uhh\n  Crazy Horse\n  Is in the house, and uhh\n  Genuine Draft\n  Is in the house, and uhh\n  What about Red Bull\n  Is in the house, and uhh\n  Colt .45\n  Is in the house, and uhh\n  King Cobra ain't in the house, and uhh\n  *Bottle 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fuckin brick\")\nI like clothes and hoes but like em better in the sheets\nI rock more beats than Jesse Owens ran track meets]\nAmazing feets move, they happen everyday\nWhen the Ro to the J bring his ass out to play\nI weight one-eighty but I'm, fat\nI ki-uh-kick up dust when I bust like a cap\nTha Alkaholik crew, and what we're here to do\nIs rock a show, knock a ho, and crack another brew\n\nMake room, for the crew with beats that thump Tunes hittin hard enough to ditch your trunk\nIt's the Liks baby, it's the Liks Two: Tash\n\nThe super, duper, gets it poppin with the quickness\nKing Tee and the Alkies straight gettin down to business\nIt's all about the Liks cause we're heavy on the kicks\nBut we're easy on the treble (adjust my mic level)\nSo fools can here me mic checkin all the way in China\nThe skills you can't front on, Tha Alkaholik rhymer\nCould rip a show up to' up so I always flex my talents\nBut my words don't be slurrin, I never lose my balance\nBut that's cause I'm slick tossin bottles like a discus\nThe Liks could rock a party from Halloween to Christmas\nThat's why I'm screamin on MC's like I'm Onyx\nI'm hooked on gin and tonics like your momma's Hooked on Phonics\nSo when we steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew\nNiggaz better make way for the Alkaholik crew\nWhen we're steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew\nNiggaz better make way for the Alkaholik crew\n\nThree: J-Ro\n\nFirst you gotta have respect, money comes next\nAfter you get THOSE, come the hos and the sex\nGirl you keep askin bout the niggaz in my crew\nYeah I'm down with Pooh, but what's up with me and you\nCause I don't give a fuck whose your cousin who could fuck\nCause I just wanna fuck, damn I wanna fuck\nSo unlock the gate and MAKE ROOM for the heavyweight rapper\nThe slim light skinned coochie slapper\nPull over to the side so I can roll up the indo\nGot the bitch head bumpin on the front window\nWham, bam, I spanked you ma'am\nI wonder how they make these rubbers 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cooking flour\n[00:15.83] You can call me sleazy cuz my rhymes are kinda greasy\n[00:18.10] Some brothers wear curls, cuz it ain't easy being peasy\n[00:20.57] Like a Kung-Fu flick, I stick you in the dick, with my toothpick\n[00:23.65] Tell em Rick (\"You hit them harder than a fuckin brick\")\n[00:25.72] I like clothes and hoes but like em better in the sheets\n[00:28.10] I rock more beats than Jesse Owens ran track meets]\n[00:30.75] Amazing feets move, they happen everyday\n[00:32.91] When the Ro to the J bring his ass out to play\n[00:35.67] I weight one-eighty but I'm, fat\n[00:37.52] I ki-uh-kick up dust when I bust like a cap\n[00:40.47] Tha Alkaholik crew, and what we're here to do\n[00:43.08] Is rock a show, knock a ho, and crack another brew\n[00:45.19] Make room, for the crew with beats that thump Tunes hittin hard enough to ditch your trunk\n[00:55.57] It's the Liks baby, it's the Liks Two: Tash\n[01:05.60] The super, duper, gets it poppin with the quickness\n[01:07.83] King Tee and the Alkies straight gettin down to business\n[01:10.51] It's all about the Liks cause we're heavy on the kicks\n[01:12.91] But we're easy on the treble (adjust my mic level)\n[01:14.88] So fools can here me mic checkin all the way in China\n[01:17.71] The skills you can't front on, Tha Alkaholik rhymer\n[01:20.15] Could rip a show up to' up so I always flex my talents\n[01:22.75] But my words don't be slurrin, I never lose my balance\n[01:25.35] But that's cause I'm slick tossin bottles like a discus\n[01:27.75] The Liks could rock a party from Halloween to Christmas\n[01:30.58] That's why I'm screamin on MC's like I'm Onyx\n[01:32.82] I'm hooked on gin and tonics like your momma's Hooked on Phonics\n[01:35.32] So when we steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew\n[01:37.83] Niggaz better make way for the Alkaholik crew\n[01:40.08] When we're steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew\n[01:42.63] Niggaz better make way for the Alkaholik crew\n[01:45.10] Three: J-Ro\n[02:04.92] First you gotta have respect, money comes next\n[02:07.53] After you get THOSE, come the hos and the sex\n[02:09.98] Girl you keep askin bout the niggaz in my crew\n[02:12.57] Yeah I'm down with Pooh, but what's up with me and you\n[02:15.05] Cause I don't give a fuck whose your cousin who could fuck\n[02:17.79] Cause I just wanna fuck, damn I wanna fuck\n[02:19.84] So unlock the gate and MAKE ROOM for the heavyweight rapper\n[02:22.97] The slim light skinned coochie slapper\n[02:25.16] Pull over to the side so I can roll up the indo\n[02:27.45] Got the bitch head bumpin on the front window\n[02:29.83] Wham, bam, I spanked you ma'am\n[02:32.35] I wonder how they make these rubbers from the skin of a lamb\n[02:35.04] I blow into the mic when I check it\n[02:37.61] Had hoes gettin naked way before I made a record\n[02:40.06] I smoked a gang of liquor, I drink a gang of boom\n[02:42.47] Like Ted, I gotta zoom zoom so make room\n[02:44.81] Tash, J-Ro\n[02:46.88] Ah yeah, ah yeah, Tha Alkaholiks\n[02:48.25] Yo, before we bail\n[02:54.11] We gotta give a shout out to the crew that gets the party poppin\n[03:00.13] Tha Alkaholik crew\n[03:02.51] Old English\n[03:03.17] Is in the house, and uhh\n[03:07.59] What about Mickey's?\n[03:08.39] Is in the house, and uhh\n[03:09.89] St. Ide's\n[03:11.22] Is in the house, and uhh\n[03:12.03] Crazy Horse\n[03:13.08] Is in the house, and uhh\n[03:14.35] Genuine Draft\n[03:15.64] Is in the house, and uhh\n[03:17.00] What about Red Bull\n[03:17.69] Is in the house, and uhh\n[03:19.12] Colt .45\n[03:20.58] Is in the house, and uhh\n[03:21.95] King Cobra ain't in the house, and uhh\n[03:23.32] *Bottle smashes*\n[03:26.31] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Make Room\n  artist: Tha Alkaholiks\n  album: 'Anthems: Hip‐Hop'\n  duration_ms: 203000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: 'One: J-Ro'\n  start_ms: 4870\n  end_ms: 5750\n- text: I knock em knock em out the park when other rappers are hitting 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feets move, they happen everyday\n  When the Ro to the J bring his ass out to play\n  I weight one-eighty but I'm, fat\n  I ki-uh-kick up dust when I bust like a cap\n  Tha Alkaholik crew, and what we're here to do\n  Is rock a show, knock a ho, and crack another brew\n\n  Make room, for the crew with beats that thump Tunes hittin hard enough to ditch your trunk\n  It's the Liks baby, it's the Liks Two: Tash\n\n  The super, duper, gets it poppin with the quickness\n  King Tee and the Alkies straight gettin down to business\n  It's all about the Liks cause we're heavy on the kicks\n  But we're easy on the treble (adjust my mic level)\n  So fools can here me mic checkin all the way in China\n  The skills you can't front on, Tha Alkaholik rhymer\n  Could rip a show up to' up so I always flex my talents\n  But my words don't be slurrin, I never lose my balance\n  But that's cause I'm slick tossin bottles like a discus\n  The Liks could rock a party from Halloween to Christmas\n  That's why I'm screamin on MC's like I'm Onyx\n  I'm hooked on gin and tonics like your momma's Hooked on Phonics\n  So when we steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew\n  Niggaz better make way for the Alkaholik crew\n  When we're steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew\n  Niggaz better make way for the Alkaholik crew\n\n  Three: J-Ro\n\n  First you gotta have respect, money comes next\n  After you get THOSE, come the hos and the sex\n  Girl you keep askin bout the niggaz in my crew\n  Yeah I'm down with Pooh, but what's up with me and you\n  Cause I don't give a fuck whose your cousin who could fuck\n  Cause I just wanna fuck, damn I wanna fuck\n  So unlock the gate and MAKE ROOM for the heavyweight rapper\n  The slim light skinned coochie slapper\n  Pull over to the side so I can roll up the indo\n  Got the bitch head bumpin on the front window\n  Wham, bam, I spanked you ma'am\n  I wonder how they make these rubbers from the skin of a lamb\n  I blow into the mic when I check it\n  Had hoes gettin naked way before I made a record\n  I smoked a gang of liquor, I drink a gang of boom\n  Like Ted, I gotta zoom zoom so make room\n\n  Tash, J-Ro\n\n  Ah yeah, ah yeah, Tha Alkaholiks\n  Yo, before we bail\n  We gotta give a shout out to the crew that gets the party poppin\n  Tha Alkaholik crew\n\n  Old English\n  Is in the house, and uhh\n  What about Mickey's?\n  Is in the house, and uhh\n  St. Ide's\n  Is in the house, and uhh\n  Crazy Horse\n  Is in the house, and uhh\n  Genuine Draft\n  Is in the house, and uhh\n  What about Red Bull\n  Is in the house, and uhh\n  Colt .45\n  Is in the house, and uhh\n  King Cobra ain't in the house, and uhh\n  *Bottle smashes*\n"},{"id":26474314,"name":"Make Room","trackName":"Make Room","artistName":"Tha Alkaholiks","albumName":"Hip Hop Forever","duration":191.6816,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"One: J-Ro\n\nI knock em knock em out the park when other rappers are hitting bunts\nI'm a togger not a fogger step on hunts and don't do stunts\nI got SOUL POWER never took a cold shower\nNever had a girlfriend the color of cooking flour\nYou can call me sleazy cuz my rhymes are kinda greasy\nSome brothers wear curls, cuz it ain't easy being peasy\nLike a Kung-Fu flick, I stick you in the dick, with my toothpick\nTell em Rick (\"You hit them harder than a fuckin brick\")\nI like clothes and hoes but like em better in the sheets\nI rock more beats than Jesse Owens ran track meets]\nAmazing feets move, they happen everyday\nWhen the Ro to the J bring his ass out to play\nI weight one-eighty but I'm, fat\nI ki-uh-kick up dust when I bust like a cap\nTha Alkaholik crew, and what we're here to do\nIs rock a show, knock a ho, and crack another brew\n\nMake room, for the crew with beats that thump Tunes hittin hard enough to ditch your trunk\nIt's the Liks baby, it's the Liks Two: Tash\n\nThe super, duper, gets it poppin with the quickness\nKing Tee and the Alkies straight gettin down to business\nIt's all about the Liks cause we're heavy on the kicks\nBut we're easy on the treble (adjust my mic level)\nSo fools can here me mic checkin all the way in China\nThe skills you can't front on, Tha Alkaholik rhymer\nCould rip a show up to' up so I always flex my talents\nBut my words don't be slurrin, I never lose my balance\nBut that's cause I'm slick tossin bottles like a discus\nThe Liks could rock a party from Halloween to Christmas\nThat's why I'm screamin on MC's like I'm Onyx\nI'm hooked on gin and tonics like your momma's Hooked on Phonics\nSo when we steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew\nNiggaz better make way for the Alkaholik crew\nWhen we're steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew\nNiggaz better make way for the Alkaholik crew\n\nThree: J-Ro\n\nFirst you gotta have respect, money comes next\nAfter you get THOSE, come the hos and the sex\nGirl you keep askin bout the niggaz in my crew\nYeah I'm down with Pooh, but what's up with me and you\nCause I don't give a fuck whose your cousin who could fuck\nCause I just wanna fuck, damn I wanna fuck\nSo unlock the gate and MAKE ROOM for the heavyweight rapper\nThe slim light skinned coochie slapper\nPull over to the side so I can roll up the indo\nGot the bitch head bumpin on the front window\nWham, bam, I spanked you ma'am\nI wonder how they make these rubbers from the skin of a lamb\nI blow into the mic when I check it\nHad hoes gettin naked way before I made a record\nI smoked a gang of liquor, I drink a gang of boom\nLike Ted, I gotta zoom zoom so make room\n\nTash, J-Ro\n\nAh yeah, ah yeah, Tha Alkaholiks\nYo, before we bail\nWe gotta give a shout out to the crew that gets the party poppin\nTha Alkaholik crew\n\nOld English\nIs in the house, and uhh\nWhat about Mickey's?\nIs in the house, and uhh\nSt. Ide's\nIs in the house, and uhh\nCrazy Horse\nIs in the house, and uhh\nGenuine Draft\nIs in the house, and uhh\nWhat about Red Bull\nIs in the house, and uhh\nColt .45\nIs in the 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me mic checkin all the way in China\n  The skills you can't front on, Tha Alkaholik rhymer\n  Could rip a show up to' up so I always flex my talents\n  But my words don't be slurrin, I never lose my balance\n  But that's cause I'm slick tossin bottles like a discus\n  The Liks could rock a party from Halloween to Christmas\n  That's why I'm screamin on MC's like I'm Onyx\n  I'm hooked on gin and tonics like your momma's Hooked on Phonics\n  So when we steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew\n  Niggaz better make way for the Alkaholik crew\n  When we're steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew\n  Niggaz better make way for the Alkaholik crew\n\n  Three: J-Ro\n\n  First you gotta have respect, money comes next\n  After you get THOSE, come the hos and the sex\n  Girl you keep askin bout the niggaz in my crew\n  Yeah I'm down with Pooh, but what's up with me and you\n  Cause I don't give a fuck whose your cousin who could fuck\n  Cause I just wanna fuck, damn I wanna fuck\n  So 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got (Soo) power, never took a cold shower\n  Never had a girlfriend the color of cookin' flour\n  You can call me sleazy 'cause my rhymes are kinda greasy\n\n  So brothers run close 'cause it ain't easy bein' beezy\n  Like a kung fu flick, stick you in the dick with my toothpick\n  Tell 'em, Wick (Gettin' it hotter than a fuckin' brick)\n  I like hoes in clothes but like 'em better in the sheets\n\n  I rock more beats than Jesse Owens ran track meets\n  Amazing feat, woo, to happen every day\n  When the road to the J bring his ass out to play\n  I weighed 180 but I'm fat, I kick, I kick up dust\n  When I bust like a gat\n  The Alkaholik crew, and what we're here to do\n\n  Is rock a show, knock a ho, and crack another brew, hey\n\n  Make room for the crew with beats that thump\n  Make room for the crew with beats that thump\n  Make room for the crew with beats that thump\n  Tunes hittin' hard enough to dent your trunk\n  It's the Liks, baby, it's the Liks\n  It's the Liks, baby, it's the Liks\n  It's the Liks, baby, it's the Liks\n  It's the Liks, baby, it's the Liks\n\n  The super duper gets it poppin' with the quickness\n  King Tee and the Alkie straight gettin' down to business\n\n  It's all about the Liks 'cause we're heavy on the kicks\n  But we're easy on the treble (Adjust my mic level)\n  So fools can hear me mic checkin' all the way in China\n  The skills you can't burn on, the Alkaholik rhymer\n  Could rip a show up, toe up, so I always flex my talents\n  But my words don't be slurrin', I never lose my balance\n  But that's 'cause I'm slick, tossin' bottles like a discus\n  The Liks can rock a party from Halloween to Christmas\n\n  That's why I'm screamin' on MCs like I'm Onyx\n  I'm hooked on gin and tonic like your mama's hooked on phonics\n  So when we steppin' through with that thirty-two of brew\n  Niggas better make way for the Alkaholik crew\n  When we steppin' through with that thirty-two of brew\n  Niggas better make way for the Alkaholik 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a cold shower\n  Never had a girlfriend the color of cookin' flour\n  You can call me sleazy 'cause my rhymes are kinda greasy\n  Some brothers wear crimps 'cause it ain't easy bein' Peezy\n  Like a kung fu flick, stick you in the dick with my toothpick\n  Tell 'em Rick (You're hittin' harder than a fuckin' brick)\n  I like hoes and clothes, but like 'em better in the sheets\n\n  I rock more beats than Jesse Owens ran track meets\n  Amazin' feat, woo, it could happen every day\n\n  When the Ro to the J bring his ass out to play\n  I weigh 180 but I'm fat\n  I ki- I kick up dust when I bust like a gat\n  Tha Alkaholik crew, and what we're here to do\n\n  Is rock the show, knock a ho, and crack another brew\n  Make room!\n\n  It's not 'cause I'm seein' double\n  It's not 'cause we're causin' trouble (Ha)\n  It's not 'cause you're in a bubble\n  And I'm drivin' you, just (Make room!)\n  It's not 'cause I'm seein' double\n  It's not 'cause we're causin' trouble\n  It's not 'cause you're in 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easy on the treble (Adjust my mic level)\n  So fools can hear me mic checkin' all the way in China\n  The skills you can't front on, the Alkaholik rhymer\n\n  Could rip a show or tour it, so I always test my talents\n  But my words don't be slurrin', I never lose my balance\n  But that's 'cause I'm slick, tossin' bottles like a discus\n  The licks could rock a party from Halloween to Christmas\n\n  That's why I'm screamin' on MCs like I'm Onyx\n  I'm off on gin and tonic like your mama's Hooked on Phonics\n  So when we steppin' through with the thirty-two of brew\n  Niggas better make way for Tha Alkaholik crew\n  When we steppin' through with the thirty-two of brew\n  Niggas better make way for Tha Alkaholik crew\n  Make room!\n\n  It's not 'cause I'm seein' double\n  It's not 'cause we're causin' trouble (Ha)\n  It's not 'cause you're in a bubble\n  And I'm drivin' you, just (Make room!)\n  It's not 'cause I'm seein' double\n  It's not 'cause we're causin' trouble\n  It's not 'cause 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