[{"id":39239206,"name":"Only When I'm Drunk","trackName":"Only When I'm Drunk","artistName":"Tha Alkaholiks","albumName":"Likwit / Only When I'm Drunk (Promo CDM)","duration":219.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Intro: tash, speaking to j-ro\n\nYo whassup man, get up man [*urrp* I can't bust man]\nGet up nigga, bust [i'm fucked]\nGet up you gotta do your verse nigga\n[Aight I'll try it] get up nigga!\n\nVerse one: j-ro\n\nI get drunk and I stumble to the phone\nAnd conjure up a bitch to bone when I'm alone\nOhh shit, tow back, I need to take a piss\nOnly when I'm drunk I sing a song like this\nMy grandma and your grandma *urrp*\nSittin by the fire\nHold on, turn the beat off [nah, keep it goin\nJ-ro can you make it? ] I'm just not knowin\nI get drunk and start talkin mo' shit\nAnd when I got a gun in my hand you better get, out\nCause my brain just ain't what it used to be\nForget tryin to raionalize, cover your eyes\nAh d-*urrp*, damn I'm drunk\nI need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk\nWhen I get drunk I might act uncouth\nBut when I get drunk I always tell the truth\nYeah I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\nI make hip-hop fans say yes yes\nThe liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\nHold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n*Urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\nGettin all the ladies with my cool charm\nWhen I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\nYeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n\nYeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, tash\n\nVerse two: tash, e-swift\n\nIt goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\nIt's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\nBust the one out, two out, [flips] type of rapper\nThat'd get you our your seat quicker than a car jacker\nSlip a colt for the fever when I'm coolin with my people\nGot hoes in east columus like I'm billy dee wrinkle\nCause I move like, I'm smooth like I'm harry belafonte\nLookin for them niggaz that jumped my homey dante\nAll up in this bitch with the gin and tanqueray\nDrink like mr. wendal smoke bud like dr. dre\nBut that's cause I'm old enough to do that type of shit\nGot damn I gotta piss I pass the mic to e-swift\n\nYeah, I get drunk and can't nobody whoop me\nI'm trippin, must be the brew that I was sippin\nKickin in, guess I shouldn'ta mixed it with the gin\nCause when I'm layin on my back I can feel the room spin\nOne too many, I reckon\nFeelin I got ta earl, any second\nWanna get up but can't move, feels like I'm stuck in the groove\nWhat the fuck was I tryin to prove?\nI get a rep for downin four-o's\nAll the hoes knows them alkaholik bros\nNiggaz call me dad I got a fifth in the trunk\nMight fuck an ugly bitch but only when I'm drunk\n\nVerse three: j-ro\n\nAight, think I'm feelin a little better\nReady to bust this, like this\nAnd ya don't miss, check it out\n\nI get drunk and start thinkin bout my friends\nThat passed on with every forty ounce the memory will last on\nBlack man muzzle, mike lee and suavey d\nThe three mc's will always live in my memories\nWe used to rock shows, we used to rock hoes\nAnd drink forty-o's, and wear the same clothes\nDamn I wish we could go through it again\nBut I know one day we gonna do it again\nAnd when that day comes it's gonna be live\nBut I ain't in no hurry so I don't drink and drive\nThe alkaholiks we gets funky when we drinkin\nJust a lil sumthin, to pump up the thinkin\n\nOutro: j-ro\n\nBeer run! ante up nigga\nHa ha, put the money in the hat","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.30]Intro: tash, speaking to j-ro\n[00:03.16]Yo whassup man, get up man [*urrp* I can't bust man]\n[00:04.07]Get up nigga, bust [i'm fucked]\n[00:06.71]Get up you gotta do your verse nigga\n[00:07.68][Aight I'll try it] get up nigga!\n[00:08.56]Verse one: j-ro\n[00:09.42]I get drunk and I stumble to the phone\n[00:10.33]And conjure up a bitch to bone when I'm alone\n[00:13.01]Ohh shit, tow back, I need to take a piss\n[00:14.87]Only when I'm drunk I sing a song like this\n[00:17.59]My grandma and your grandma *urrp*\n[00:20.39]Sittin by the fire\n[00:22.19]Hold on, turn the beat off [nah, keep it goin\n[00:24.82]J-ro can you make it? ] I'm just not knowin\n[00:26.63]I get drunk and start talkin mo' shit\n[00:28.68]And when I got a gun in my hand you better get, out\n[00:31.35]Cause my brain just ain't what it used to be\n[00:34.04]Forget tryin to raionalize, cover your eyes\n[00:35.81]Ah d-*urrp*, damn I'm drunk\n[00:37.69]I need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk\n[00:40.43]When I get drunk I might act uncouth\n[00:43.18]But when I get drunk I always tell the truth\n[00:44.95]Yeah I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\n[00:47.62]I make hip-hop fans say yes yes\n[00:50.31]The liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\n[00:52.12]Hold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n[00:53.99]*Urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\n[00:56.67]Gettin all the ladies with my cool charm\n[00:58.45]When I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\n[01:01.24]Yeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n[01:04.82]Yeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, tash\n[01:12.95]Verse two: tash, e-swift\n[01:13.80]It goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\n[01:14.78]It's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\n[01:17.56]Bust the one out, two out, [flips] type of rapper\n[01:20.29]That'd get you our your seat quicker than a car jacker\n[01:22.04]Slip a colt for the fever when I'm coolin with my people\n[01:23.88]Got hoes in east columus like I'm billy dee wrinkle\n[01:26.52]Cause I move like, I'm smooth like I'm harry belafonte\n[01:28.35]Lookin for them niggaz that jumped my homey dante\n[01:31.06]All up in this bitch with the gin and tanqueray\n[01:33.71]Drink like mr. wendal smoke bud like dr. dre\n[01:35.55]But that's cause I'm old enough to do that type of shit\n[01:38.35]Got damn I gotta piss I pass the mic to e-swift\n[01:40.13]Yeah, I get drunk and can't nobody whoop me\n[01:42.88]I'm trippin, must be the brew that I was sippin\n[01:44.64]Kickin in, guess I shouldn'ta mixed it with the gin\n[01:47.39]Cause when I'm layin on my back I can feel the room spin\n[01:49.12]One too many, I reckon\n[01:51.84]Feelin I got ta earl, any second\n[01:53.68]Wanna get up but can't move, feels like I'm stuck in the groove\n[01:57.35]What the fuck was I tryin to prove?\n[01:59.13]I get a rep for downin four-o's\n[02:00.93]All the hoes knows them alkaholik bros\n[02:03.68]Niggaz call me dad I got a fifth in the trunk\n[02:05.45]Might fuck an ugly bitch but only when I'm drunk\n[02:11.55]Verse three: j-ro\n[02:13.37]Aight, think I'm feelin a little better\n[02:21.52]Ready to bust this, like this\n[02:23.31]And ya don't miss, check it out\n[02:25.11]I get drunk and start thinkin bout my friends\n[02:28.74]That passed on with every forty ounce the memory will last on\n[02:31.46]Black man muzzle, mike lee and suavey d\n[02:33.22]The three mc's will always live in my memories\n[02:35.93]We used to rock shows, we used to rock hoes\n[02:37.73]And drink forty-o's, and wear the same clothes\n[02:40.51]Damn I wish we could go through it again\n[02:42.37]But I know one day we gonna do it again\n[02:45.02]And when that day comes it's gonna be live\n[02:46.83]But I ain't in no hurry so I don't drink and drive\n[02:49.53]The alkaholiks we gets funky when we drinkin\n[02:52.28]Just a lil sumthin, to pump up the thinkin\n[02:54.05]Outro: j-ro\n[02:58.89]Beer run! ante up nigga\n[03:07.84]Ha ha, put the money in the hat\n[03:11.79]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Only When I'm Drunk\n artist: Tha Alkaholiks\n album: Likwit / Only When I'm Drunk (Promo CDM)\n duration_ms: 219249\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: 'Intro: tash, speaking to j-ro'\n start_ms: 1300\n end_ms: 3160\n- text: Yo whassup man, get up man [*urrp* I can't bust man]\n start_ms: 3160\n end_ms: 4070\n- text: Get up nigga, bust [i'm fucked]\n start_ms: 4070\n end_ms: 6710\n- text: Get up you gotta do your verse nigga\n start_ms: 6710\n end_ms: 7680\n- 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nigga\n start_ms: 178890\n end_ms: 187840\n- text: Ha ha, put the money in the hat\n start_ms: 187840\n end_ms: 191790\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 191790\nplain: |-\n Intro: tash, speaking to j-ro\n\n Yo whassup man, get up man [*urrp* I can't bust man]\n Get up nigga, bust [i'm fucked]\n Get up you gotta do your verse nigga\n [Aight I'll try it] get up nigga!\n\n Verse one: j-ro\n\n I get drunk and I stumble to the phone\n And conjure up a bitch to bone when I'm alone\n Ohh shit, tow back, I need to take a piss\n Only when I'm drunk I sing a song like this\n My grandma and your grandma *urrp*\n Sittin by the fire\n Hold on, turn the beat off [nah, keep it goin\n J-ro can you make it? ] I'm just not knowin\n I get drunk and start talkin mo' shit\n And when I got a gun in my hand you better get, out\n Cause my brain just ain't what it used to be\n Forget tryin to raionalize, cover your eyes\n Ah d-*urrp*, damn I'm drunk\n I need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk\n When I get drunk I might act uncouth\n But when I get drunk I always tell the truth\n Yeah I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\n I make hip-hop fans say yes yes\n The liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\n Hold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n *Urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\n Gettin all the ladies with my cool charm\n When I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\n Yeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n\n Yeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, tash\n\n Verse two: tash, e-swift\n\n It goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\n It's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\n Bust the one out, two out, [flips] type of rapper\n That'd get you our your seat quicker than a car jacker\n Slip a colt for the fever when I'm coolin with my people\n Got hoes in east columus like I'm billy dee wrinkle\n Cause I move like, I'm smooth like I'm harry belafonte\n Lookin for them niggaz that jumped my homey dante\n All up in this bitch with the gin and tanqueray\n Drink like mr. wendal smoke bud like dr. dre\n But that's cause I'm old enough to do that type of shit\n Got damn I gotta piss I pass the mic to e-swift\n\n Yeah, I get drunk and can't nobody whoop me\n I'm trippin, must be the brew that I was sippin\n Kickin in, guess I shouldn'ta mixed it with the gin\n Cause when I'm layin on my back I can feel the room spin\n One too many, I reckon\n Feelin I got ta earl, any second\n Wanna get up but can't move, feels like I'm stuck in the groove\n What the fuck was I tryin to prove?\n I get a rep for downin four-o's\n All the hoes knows them alkaholik bros\n Niggaz call me dad I got a fifth in the trunk\n Might fuck an ugly bitch but only when I'm drunk\n\n Verse three: j-ro\n\n Aight, think I'm feelin a little better\n Ready to bust this, like this\n And ya don't miss, check it out\n\n I get drunk and start thinkin bout my friends\n That passed on with every forty ounce the memory will last on\n Black man muzzle, mike lee and suavey d\n The three mc's will always live in my memories\n We used to rock shows, we used to rock hoes\n And drink forty-o's, and wear the same clothes\n Damn I wish we could go through it again\n But I know one day we gonna do it again\n And when that day comes it's gonna be live\n But I ain't in no hurry so I don't drink and drive\n The alkaholiks we gets funky when we drinkin\n Just a lil sumthin, to pump up the thinkin\n\n Outro: j-ro\n\n Beer run! ante up nigga\n Ha ha, put the money in the hat\n"},{"id":37864270,"name":"Only When I'm Drunk (Radio Edit)","trackName":"Only When I'm Drunk (Radio Edit)","artistName":"Tha Alkaholiks","albumName":"Likwit bw Only When I'm Drunk CDS","duration":203.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo whassup man? Get up man!\nGet up and get buggin man! Get up you gotta do your verse\n\nI get drunk and I stumble to the phone\nAnd conjure up a bitch to bone when I'm alone\n\nBlow a blunt, tow back, I need to take a piss\nOnly when I'm drunk I sing a song like this\nMy grandma and your grandma\n\nFuck bitches sittin by the fire\n\nHold on, turn the beat off\n(Naw keep it goin, J-Ro can you make it?) I'm just not knowin\n\nI get drunk and start talkin bullshit\nAnd when I got a gun in my hand you better get, out\nCause my brain just ain't what it used to be\nForget tryin to rationalize, cover your eyes\nI took two shots of Hennessy, damn I'm drunk\nI need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk\nWhen I get drunk I might act uncouth\nBut when I get drunk I always tell the truth\nYeah I'm good, bad, dope, I'm fuckin fresh\nI make hip-hop fans say yes yes\n\nThe Liks comin through, you know we gonna blow up\nHold up, load up, I think I got a 9 millimeter\nDamn false alarm\nI'm gettin all the ladies with my cool charm\nWhen I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\nYeah, but only when I'm drunk, fuckin drunk\n\nOnly when I'm drunk\nOnly when I'm drunk\nOnly when I'm drunk\nOnly when I'm drunk\n\nIt goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\nIt's the pimp slap nigga with drinks in the freezer\nBust a one out for two out for fuckin type of rapper\nThat'll get you out your seat quicker than a carjacker\nSlip a Colt 45-er when I'm coolin with my people\nGot hoes in East Columbus like I'm Billy Dee Regal\nCause I move like I'm smooth like I'm Harry Belafonte\nLookin for them niggas that jumped my homey Dante\n\nAll up in his ass with the gin and Tanqueray\nDrink like Mr. Wendal, smoke bud like Dr. Dre\nBut that's cause I'm old enough to do that type of shit\nDamn I gotta piss, pass the mic to E-Swift\n\nYeah, I get drunk and can't nobody move\nI'm trippin, must be the brew that I was sippin\nKickin in, guess I shouldn'ta mixed it with the gin\nCause when I'm layin on my back I can feel the room spin\nOne too many, I reckon\nFeelin like I could hurl, any second\n\nWanna get up, but can't move\nFeels like I'm stuck in a groove\n\nWhat the fuck was I tryin to prove?\nI gotta rep fo' down to 4-0's\nAll the hoes knows them Alkaholik bros\nCall me Ed I keep a fifth in the trunk\nMight fuck a ugly bitch, but only when I'm drunk\n\nOnly when I'm drunk\nOnly when I'm drunk\nOnly when I'm drunk\nOnly when I'm drunk\n\nI get drunk and start thinkin bout my friends that passed on\nWith every 40 ounce the memory will last on\nBlack Man Muzzle, Mike Lee and Suave D\nYou three MC's will always live in my memories\nWe used to rock shows, we used to rock hoes\nAnd drink forty-oh's, and wear the same clothes\nDamn I wish we could go through it again\n\nBut I know one day we gonna do it again\n\nAnd when that day comes it's gonna be live\nBut I ain't in no hurry so I don't drink and drive\nTha Alkaholiks we gets funky when we drinkin\nJust a little somethin, to pump up the thinkin\n\nOnly when we drunk\nOnly when we drunk\nOnly when we drunk\nOnly when we drunk\n\nBeer run! Ante up!\nPut the money in the hat\nAh fuck that mic damn man","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.08] Yo whassup man? Get up man!\n[00:01.73] Get up and get buggin man! Get up you gotta do your verse\n[00:05.12] I get drunk and I stumble to the phone\n[00:07.14] And conjure up a bitch to bone when I'm alone\n[00:09.60] Blow a blunt, tow back, I need to take a piss\n[00:11.98] Only when I'm drunk I sing a song like this\n[00:14.27] My grandma and your grandma\n[00:17.02] Fuck bitches sittin by the fire\n[00:18.73] Hold on, turn the beat off\n[00:19.92] (Naw keep it goin, J-Ro can you make it?) I'm just not knowin\n[00:23.61] I get drunk and start talkin bullshit\n[00:25.79] And when I got a gun in my hand you better get, out\n[00:28.41] Cause my brain just ain't what it used to be\n[00:30.33] Forget tryin to rationalize, cover your eyes\n[00:32.57] I took two shots of Hennessy, damn I'm drunk\n[00:34.75] I need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk\n[00:37.42] When I get drunk I might act uncouth\n[00:39.62] But when I get drunk I always tell the truth\n[00:41.78] Yeah I'm good, bad, dope, I'm fuckin fresh\n[00:44.39] I make hip-hop fans say yes yes\n[00:46.60] The Liks comin through, you know we gonna blow up\n[00:49.03] Hold up, load up, I think I got a 9 millimeter\n[00:52.46] Damn false alarm\n[00:53.56] I'm gettin all the ladies with my cool charm\n[00:56.09] When I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\n[00:58.72] Yeah, but only when I'm drunk, fuckin drunk\n[01:01.88] Only when I'm drunk\n[01:01.88] Only when I'm drunk\n[01:03.06] Only when I'm drunk\n[01:04.03] Only when I'm drunk\n[01:06.60] \n[01:08.93] It goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\n[01:12.04] It's the pimp slap nigga with drinks in the freezer\n[01:14.37] Bust a one out for two out for fuckin type of rapper\n[01:16.65] That'll get you out your seat quicker than a carjacker\n[01:18.99] Slip a Colt 45-er when I'm coolin with my people\n[01:21.58] Got hoes in East Columbus like I'm Billy Dee Regal\n[01:23.53] Cause I move like I'm smooth like I'm Harry Belafonte\n[01:26.26] Lookin for them niggas that jumped my homey Dante\n[01:28.60] All up in his ass with the gin and Tanqueray\n[01:30.87] Drink like Mr. Wendal, smoke bud like Dr. Dre\n[01:33.08] But that's cause I'm old enough to do that type of shit\n[01:35.41] Damn I gotta piss, pass the mic to E-Swift\n[01:37.57] Yeah, I get drunk and can't nobody move\n[01:40.00] I'm trippin, must be the brew that I was sippin\n[01:42.15] Kickin in, guess I shouldn'ta mixed it with the gin\n[01:44.34] Cause when I'm layin on my back I can feel the room spin\n[01:47.35] One too many, I reckon\n[01:48.77] Feelin like I could hurl, any second\n[01:51.07] Wanna get up, but can't move\n[01:52.84] Feels like I'm stuck in a groove\n[01:54.67] What the fuck was I tryin to prove?\n[01:56.47] I gotta rep fo' down to 4-0's\n[01:58.48] All the hoes knows them Alkaholik bros\n[02:01.23] Call me Ed I keep a fifth in the trunk\n[02:03.03] Might fuck a ugly bitch, but only when I'm drunk\n[02:06.88] Only when I'm drunk\n[02:08.56] Only when I'm drunk\n[02:11.42] Only when I'm drunk\n[02:13.17] Only when I'm drunk\n[02:16.32] I get drunk and start thinkin bout my friends that passed on\n[02:26.76] With every 40 ounce the memory will last on\n[02:28.70] Black Man Muzzle, Mike Lee and Suave D\n[02:31.07] You three MC's will always live in my memories\n[02:33.33] We used to rock shows, we used to rock hoes\n[02:35.76] And drink forty-oh's, and wear the same clothes\n[02:38.16] Damn I wish we could go through it again\n[02:40.11] But I know one day we gonna do it again\n[02:42.69] And when that day comes it's gonna be live\n[02:44.73] But I ain't in no hurry so I don't drink and drive\n[02:47.52] Tha Alkaholiks we gets funky when we drinkin\n[02:49.67] Just a little somethin, to pump up the thinkin\n[02:53.22] Only when we drunk\n[02:54.93] Only when we drunk\n[02:57.84] Only when we drunk\n[02:59.33] Only when we drunk\n[03:02.19] Beer run! 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I'm just not knowin\nI get drunk and start talkin mo' shit\nAnd when I got a gun in my hand you better get - out\nCause my brain just ain't what it used to be\n\nForget tryin to rationalize, cover yo' eyes\nI do - -burp- damn I'm drunk\nI need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk\nWhen I get drunk I might act uncouth\nBut when I get drunk I always tell the truth\nYeah I'm good, bad, dope, I'm freaky fresh\nI make hip-hop fans say yes yes\n\nThe Liks comin through, you know we gonna blow up\nHold up, hold up, I think I gotta -burp\n\nDamn false alarm\nI'm gettin all the ladies with my cool charm\nWhen I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\n\nYeah, but only when I'm dr- -burp- drunk\n\nYeah, only when I'm drunk, yeah, only when I'm drunk\n(Lemme pass the forty, to my nigga, Tash)\nOnly when I'm drunk, only when I'm drunk\n\nIt goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\nIt's the pimp slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\nBust the one apple, two apple (FLIX!) type of rapper\nThat'll get you out your seat quicker than a carjacker\nSlip a cold 40 fever when I cool it with my people\n\nGot hoes in East Columbus like I'm Billy D. Regal\nCause I move like I'm smooth like I'm Harry Belafonte\nLookin for them niggas that jumped my homey Dante\nAll up in this bitch with the gin and Tanqueray\nDrink like Mr. Wendal, smoke bud like Dr. Dre\nBut that's cause I'm old enough to do that type of shit\n\nGoddamn I gotta piss, I pass the mic to E-Swift\n\nYeah, I get drunk and can't nobody whoop me, I'm trippin\nMust be the brew that I was sippin kickin in\n\nGuess I shouldn'ta mixed it with the gin\nCause when I'm layin on my back I can feel the room spin\n\nOne too many, I reckon\nFeelin like I can earl, any second\nWanna get up but can't move\nFeels like I'm stuck in a groove\nWhat the fuck was I tryin to prove?\nI got a rep for downin fo'-oh's\nAll the hoes knows them Alkaholik bros\nNiggas call me Ned I keep a fifth in the trunk\nMight fuck a ugly bitch but only when I'm drunk\n\nYeah, only when I'm drunk, only when I'm drunk\nYeah, only when I'm drunk, only when I'm drunk\n\nAight, think I'm feelin a little better\nReady to bust this, like this\nAnd you don't miss, check it out\n\nI get drunk and start thinkin bout my friends that passed on\nWith every forty ounce the memory will last on\nBlack Man Muzzle, Mike Lee and Suavey D\n\nYou three MC's will always live in my memories\nWe used to rock shows, we used to rock hoes\nAnd drink forty-oh's and wear the same clothes\nDamn I wish we could go through it again\nBut I know one day we gonna do it again\nAnd when the day comes it's gonna be live\nBut I ain't in no hurry so I don't drink and drive\nTha Alkaholiks, we gets funky when we drinkin\nJust a little somethin, to pump up the thinkin\n\nOnly when we drunk, only when we drunk\nOnly when we drunk, only when we drunk\n\nBEER RUN! ANTY UP NIGGA!\nHAHA, PUT THE MONEY IN THE HAT!","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.10] Yo whassup man? Get up man!\n[00:02.17] I can't bust man, I'm fucked\n[00:05.46] Aight I'll try it, yo\n[00:07.67] I get drunk and I stumble to the phone\n[00:09.67] And conjure up a bitch to bone when I'm alone\n[00:12.13] Oh shit, I'm to' back I need to take a piss\n[00:14.40] Only when I'm drunk I sing a song like this\n[00:16.83] My grandma and yo' grandma, -burp- sittin by the fire\n[00:21.30] Hold on turn the beat off (Naw keep it goin)\n[00:23.62] (J-Ro can you make it?) I'm just not knowin\n[00:26.23] I get drunk and start talkin mo' shit\n[00:28.34] And when I got a gun in my hand you better get - out\n[00:31.04] Cause my brain just ain't what it used to be\n[00:32.91] Forget tryin to rationalize, cover yo' eyes\n[00:35.27] I do - -burp- damn I'm drunk\n[00:37.38] I need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk\n[00:40.06] When I get drunk I might act uncouth\n[00:42.29] But when I get drunk I always tell the truth\n[00:44.37] Yeah I'm good, bad, dope, I'm freaky fresh\n[00:46.95] I make hip-hop fans say yes yes\n[00:49.28] The Liks comin through, you know we gonna blow up\n[00:51.74] Hold up, hold up, I think I gotta -burp\n[00:55.02] Damn false alarm\n[00:56.22] I'm gettin all the ladies with my cool charm\n[00:58.68] When I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\n[01:01.67] Yeah, but only when I'm dr- -burp- drunk\n[01:03.94] Yeah, only when I'm drunk, yeah, only when I'm drunk\n[01:07.27] (Lemme pass the forty, to my nigga, Tash)\n[01:11.36] Only when I'm drunk, only when I'm drunk\n[01:12.24] It goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\n[01:14.70] It's the pimp slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\n[01:17.07] Bust the one apple, two apple (FLIX!) type of rapper\n[01:19.31] That'll get you out your seat quicker than a carjacker\n[01:21.77] Slip a cold 40 fever when I cool it with my people\n[01:24.23] Got hoes in East Columbus like I'm Billy D. Regal\n[01:26.38] Cause I move like I'm smooth like I'm Harry Belafonte\n[01:28.91] Lookin for them niggas that jumped my homey Dante\n[01:31.34] All up in this bitch with the gin and Tanqueray\n[01:33.62] Drink like Mr. Wendal, smoke bud like Dr. Dre\n[01:35.81] But that's cause I'm old enough to do that type of shit\n[01:38.06] Goddamn I gotta piss, I pass the mic to E-Swift\n[01:40.46] Yeah, I get drunk and can't nobody whoop me, I'm trippin\n[01:43.65] Must be the brew that I was sippin kickin in\n[01:45.81] Guess I shouldn'ta mixed it with the gin\n[01:47.17] Cause when I'm layin on my back I can feel the room spin\n[01:50.22] One too many, I reckon\n[01:51.69] Feelin like I can earl, any second\n[01:54.03] Wanna get up but can't move\n[01:55.72] Feels like I'm stuck in a groove\n[01:57.47] What the fuck was I tryin to prove?\n[01:59.59] I got a rep for downin fo'-oh's\n[02:01.30] All the hoes knows them Alkaholik bros\n[02:03.91] Niggas call me Ned I keep a fifth in the trunk\n[02:05.92] Might fuck a ugly bitch but only when I'm drunk\n[02:09.12] Yeah, only when I'm drunk, only when I'm drunk\n[02:13.70] Yeah, only when I'm drunk, only when I'm drunk\n[02:18.20] Aight, think I'm feelin a little better\n[02:21.06] Ready to bust this, like this\n[02:24.06] And you don't miss, check it out\n[02:27.34] I get drunk and start thinkin bout my friends that passed on\n[02:29.71] With every forty ounce the memory will last on\n[02:31.87] Black Man Muzzle, Mike Lee and Suavey D\n[02:34.01] You three MC's will always live in my memories\n[02:36.42] We used to rock shows, we used to rock hoes\n[02:38.74] And drink forty-oh's and wear the same clothes\n[02:41.14] Damn I wish we could go through it again\n[02:43.21] But I know one day we gonna do it again\n[02:45.75] And when the day comes it's gonna be live\n[02:47.88] But I ain't in no hurry so I don't drink and drive\n[02:50.63] Tha Alkaholiks, we gets funky when we drinkin\n[02:52.76] Just a little somethin, to pump up the thinkin\n[02:56.35] Only when we drunk, only when we drunk\n[03:00.99] Only when we drunk, only when we drunk\n[03:05.22] BEER RUN! ANTY UP NIGGA!\n[03:09.46] HAHA, PUT THE MONEY IN THE HAT!\n[03:15.18] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Only When I'm Drunk (A Cappella)\n artist: Tha Alkaholiks\n album: Likwit / Only When I'm Drunk (Promo CDM)\n duration_ms: 194668\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yo whassup man? Get up man!\n start_ms: 100\n end_ms: 2170\n- text: I can't bust man, I'm fucked\n start_ms: 2170\n end_ms: 5460\n- text: Aight I'll try it, yo\n start_ms: 5460\n end_ms: 7670\n- text: I get drunk and I stumble to the phone\n start_ms: 7670\n end_ms: 9670\n- text: And conjure up a bitch to bone when I'm alone\n start_ms: 9670\n end_ms: 12130\n- text: Oh shit, I'm to' back I need to take a piss\n start_ms: 12130\n end_ms: 14400\n- text: Only when I'm drunk I sing a song like this\n start_ms: 14400\n end_ms: 16830\n- text: My grandma and yo' grandma, -burp- sittin by the fire\n start_ms: 16830\n end_ms: 21300\n- text: Hold on turn the beat off (Naw keep it goin)\n start_ms: 21300\n end_ms: 23620\n- text: (J-Ro can you make it?) 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ANTY UP NIGGA!\n start_ms: 185220\n end_ms: 189460\n- text: HAHA, PUT THE MONEY IN THE HAT!\n start_ms: 189460\n end_ms: 195180\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 195180\nplain: |-\n Yo whassup man? Get up man!\n\n I can't bust man, I'm fucked\n Aight I'll try it, yo\n\n I get drunk and I stumble to the phone\n\n And conjure up a bitch to bone when I'm alone\n\n Oh shit, I'm to' back I need to take a piss\n Only when I'm drunk I sing a song like this\n My grandma and yo' grandma, -burp- sittin by the fire\n Hold on turn the beat off (Naw keep it goin)\n (J-Ro can you make it?) I'm just not knowin\n I get drunk and start talkin mo' shit\n And when I got a gun in my hand you better get - out\n Cause my brain just ain't what it used to be\n\n Forget tryin to rationalize, cover yo' eyes\n I do - -burp- damn I'm drunk\n I need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk\n When I get drunk I might act uncouth\n But when I get drunk I always tell the truth\n Yeah I'm good, bad, dope, I'm freaky fresh\n I make hip-hop fans say yes yes\n\n The Liks comin through, you know we gonna blow up\n Hold up, hold up, I think I gotta -burp\n\n Damn false alarm\n I'm gettin all the ladies with my cool charm\n When I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\n\n Yeah, but only when I'm dr- -burp- drunk\n\n Yeah, only when I'm drunk, yeah, only when I'm drunk\n (Lemme pass the forty, to my nigga, Tash)\n Only when I'm drunk, only when I'm drunk\n\n It goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\n It's the pimp slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\n Bust the one apple, two apple (FLIX!) type of rapper\n That'll get you out your seat quicker than a carjacker\n Slip a cold 40 fever when I cool it with my people\n\n Got hoes in East Columbus like I'm Billy D. Regal\n Cause I move like I'm smooth like I'm Harry Belafonte\n Lookin for them niggas that jumped my homey Dante\n All up in this bitch with the gin and Tanqueray\n Drink like Mr. Wendal, smoke bud like Dr. Dre\n But that's cause I'm old enough to do that type of shit\n\n Goddamn I gotta piss, I pass the mic to E-Swift\n\n Yeah, I get drunk and can't nobody whoop me, I'm trippin\n Must be the brew that I was sippin kickin in\n\n Guess I shouldn'ta mixed it with the gin\n Cause when I'm layin on my back I can feel the room spin\n\n One too many, I reckon\n Feelin like I can earl, any second\n Wanna get up but can't move\n Feels like I'm stuck in a groove\n What the fuck was I tryin to prove?\n I got a rep for downin fo'-oh's\n All the hoes knows them Alkaholik bros\n Niggas call me Ned I keep a fifth in the trunk\n Might fuck a ugly bitch but only when I'm drunk\n\n Yeah, only when I'm drunk, only when I'm drunk\n Yeah, only when I'm drunk, only when I'm drunk\n\n Aight, think I'm feelin a little better\n Ready to bust this, like this\n And you don't miss, check it out\n\n I get drunk and start thinkin bout my friends that passed on\n With every forty ounce the memory will last on\n Black Man Muzzle, Mike Lee and Suavey D\n\n You three MC's will always live in my memories\n We used to rock shows, we used to rock hoes\n And drink forty-oh's and wear the same clothes\n Damn I wish we could go through it again\n But I know one day we gonna do it again\n And when the day comes it's gonna be live\n But I ain't in no hurry so I don't drink and drive\n Tha Alkaholiks, we gets funky when we drinkin\n Just a little somethin, to pump up the thinkin\n\n Only when we drunk, only when we drunk\n Only when we drunk, only when we drunk\n\n BEER RUN! ANTY UP NIGGA!\n HAHA, PUT THE MONEY IN THE HAT!\n"},{"id":7145931,"name":"Only When I'm Drunk","trackName":"Only When I'm Drunk","artistName":"Tha Alkaholiks","albumName":"21 & Over","duration":217.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Intro: tash, speaking to j-ro\n\nYo whassup man, get up man [*urrp* I can't bust man]\nGet up nigga, bust [i'm fucked]\nGet up you gotta do your verse nigga\n[Aight I'll try it] get up nigga!\n\nVerse one: j-ro\n\nI get drunk and I stumble to the phone\nAnd conjure up a bitch to bone when I'm alone\nOhh shit, tow back, I need to take a piss\nOnly when I'm drunk I sing a song like this\nMy grandma and your grandma *urrp*\nSittin by the fire\nHold on, turn the beat off [nah, keep it goin\nJ-ro can you make it? ] I'm just not knowin\nI get drunk and start talkin mo' shit\nAnd when I got a gun in my hand you better get, out\nCause my brain just ain't what it used to be\nForget tryin to raionalize, cover your eyes\nAh d-*urrp*, damn I'm drunk\nI need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk\nWhen I get drunk I might act uncouth\nBut when I get drunk I always tell the truth\nYeah I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\nI make hip-hop fans say yes yes\nThe liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\nHold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n*Urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\nGettin all the ladies with my cool charm\nWhen I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\nYeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n\nYeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, tash\n\nVerse two: tash, e-swift\n\nIt goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\nIt's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\nBust the one out, two out, [flips] type of rapper\nThat'd get you our your seat quicker than a car jacker\nSlip a colt for the fever when I'm coolin with my people\nGot hoes in east columus like I'm billy dee wrinkle\nCause I move like, I'm smooth like I'm harry belafonte\nLookin for them niggaz that jumped my homey dante\nAll up in this bitch with the gin and tanqueray\nDrink like mr. wendal smoke bud like dr. dre\nBut that's cause I'm old enough to do that type of shit\nGot damn I gotta piss I pass the mic to e-swift\n\nYeah, I get drunk and can't nobody whoop me\nI'm trippin, must be the brew that I was sippin\nKickin in, guess I shouldn'ta mixed it with the gin\nCause when I'm layin on my back I can feel the room spin\nOne too many, I reckon\nFeelin I got ta earl, any second\nWanna get up but can't move, feels like I'm stuck in the groove\nWhat the fuck was I tryin to prove?\nI get a rep for downin four-o's\nAll the hoes knows them alkaholik bros\nNiggaz call me dad I got a fifth in the trunk\nMight fuck an ugly bitch but only when I'm drunk\n\nVerse three: j-ro\n\nAight, think I'm feelin a little better\nReady to bust this, like this\nAnd ya don't miss, check it out\n\nI get drunk and start thinkin bout my friends\nThat passed on with every forty ounce the memory will last on\nBlack man muzzle, mike lee and suavey d\nThe three mc's will always live in my memories\nWe used to rock shows, we used to rock hoes\nAnd drink forty-o's, and wear the same clothes\nDamn I wish we could go through it again\nBut I know one day we gonna do it again\nAnd when that day comes it's gonna be live\nBut I ain't in no hurry so I don't drink and drive\nThe alkaholiks we gets funky when we drinkin\nJust a lil sumthin, to pump up the thinkin\n\nOutro: j-ro\n\nBeer run! ante up nigga\nHa ha, put the money in the hat","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.30] Intro: tash, speaking to j-ro\n[00:03.16] Yo whassup man, get up man [*urrp* I can't bust man]\n[00:04.07] Get up nigga, bust [i'm fucked]\n[00:06.71] Get up you gotta do your verse nigga\n[00:07.68] [Aight I'll try it] get up nigga!\n[00:08.56] Verse one: j-ro\n[00:09.42] I get drunk and I stumble to the phone\n[00:10.33] And conjure up a bitch to bone when I'm alone\n[00:13.01] Ohh shit, tow back, I need to take a piss\n[00:14.87] Only when I'm drunk I sing a song like this\n[00:17.59] My grandma and your grandma *urrp*\n[00:20.39] Sittin by the fire\n[00:22.19] Hold on, turn the beat off [nah, keep it goin\n[00:24.82] J-ro can you make it? ] I'm just not knowin\n[00:26.63] I get drunk and start talkin mo' shit\n[00:28.68] And when I got a gun in my hand you better get, out\n[00:31.35] Cause my brain just ain't what it used to be\n[00:34.04] Forget tryin to raionalize, cover your eyes\n[00:35.81] Ah d-*urrp*, damn I'm drunk\n[00:37.69] I need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk\n[00:40.43] When I get drunk I might act uncouth\n[00:43.18] But when I get drunk I always tell the truth\n[00:44.95] Yeah I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\n[00:47.62] I make hip-hop fans say yes yes\n[00:50.31] The liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\n[00:52.12] Hold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n[00:53.99] *Urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\n[00:56.67] Gettin all the ladies with my cool charm\n[00:58.45] When I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\n[01:01.24] Yeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n[01:04.82] Yeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, tash\n[01:12.95] Verse two: tash, e-swift\n[01:13.80] It goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\n[01:14.78] It's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\n[01:17.56] Bust the one out, two out, [flips] type of rapper\n[01:20.29] That'd get you our your seat quicker than a car jacker\n[01:22.04] Slip a colt for the fever when I'm coolin with my people\n[01:23.88] Got hoes in east columus like I'm billy dee wrinkle\n[01:26.52] Cause I move like, I'm smooth like I'm harry belafonte\n[01:28.35] Lookin for them niggaz that jumped my homey dante\n[01:31.06] All up in this bitch with the gin and tanqueray\n[01:33.71] Drink like mr. wendal smoke bud like dr. dre\n[01:35.55] But that's cause I'm old enough to do that type of shit\n[01:38.35] Got damn I gotta piss I pass the mic to e-swift\n[01:40.13] Yeah, I get drunk and can't nobody whoop me\n[01:42.88] I'm 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no better yet a hunk of that funk\n[00:38.80] When I get drunk I might act uncouth\n[00:40.93] But when I get drunk I always tell the truth\n[00:44.07] Yeah I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\n[00:46.06] I make hip-hop fans say yes yes\n[00:48.16] The liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\n[00:51.11] Hold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n[00:53.14] *Urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\n[00:55.22] Gettin all the ladies with my cool charm\n[00:57.37] When I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\n[01:00.31] Yeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n[01:03.45] Yeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, tash\n[01:10.58] Verse two: tash, e-swift\n[01:11.63] It goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\n[01:13.69] It's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\n[01:15.75] Bust the one out, two out, [flips] type of rapper\n[01:18.76] That'd get you our your seat quicker than a car jacker\n[01:19.81] Slip a colt for the fever when I'm coolin with my people\n[01:22.88] 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dad I got a fifth in the trunk\n[02:03.81] Might fuck an ugly bitch but only when I'm drunk\n[02:05.93] Verse three: j-ro\n[02:16.02] Aight, think I'm feelin a little better\n[02:19.13] Ready to bust this, like this\n[02:22.21] And ya don't miss, check it out\n[02:24.34] I get drunk and start thinkin bout my friends\n[02:27.38] That passed on with every forty ounce the memory will last on\n[02:29.41] Black man muzzle, mike lee and suavey d\n[02:31.58] The three mc's will always live in my memories\n[02:34.58] We used to rock shows, we used to rock hoes\n[02:36.65] And drink forty-o's, and wear the same clothes\n[02:38.65] Damn I wish we could go through it again\n[02:40.79] But I know one day we gonna do it again\n[02:43.84] And when that day comes it's gonna be live\n[02:45.81] But I ain't in no hurry so I don't drink and drive\n[02:47.99] The alkaholiks we gets funky when we drinkin\n[02:49.95] Just a lil sumthin, to pump up the thinkin\n[02:53.02] Outro: j-ro\n[03:04.12] Beer run! 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start_ms: 40930\n end_ms: 44070\n- text: Yeah I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\n start_ms: 44070\n end_ms: 46060\n- text: I make hip-hop fans say yes yes\n start_ms: 46060\n end_ms: 48160\n- text: The liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\n start_ms: 48160\n end_ms: 51110\n- text: Hold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n start_ms: 51110\n end_ms: 53140\n- text: '*Urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm'\n start_ms: 53140\n end_ms: 55220\n- text: Gettin all the ladies with my cool charm\n start_ms: 55220\n end_ms: 57370\n- text: When I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\n start_ms: 57370\n end_ms: 60310\n- text: Yeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n start_ms: 60310\n end_ms: 63450\n- text: Yeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, tash\n start_ms: 63450\n end_ms: 70580\n- text: 'Verse two: tash, e-swift'\n start_ms: 70580\n end_ms: 71630\n- text: It goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\n start_ms: 71630\n end_ms: 73690\n- text: It's the pimp-slap niggy with 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99260\n- text: Yeah, I get drunk and can't nobody whoop me\n start_ms: 99260\n end_ms: 101220\n- text: I'm trippin, must be the brew that I was sippin\n start_ms: 101220\n end_ms: 104230\n- text: Kickin in, guess I shouldn'ta mixed it with the gin\n start_ms: 104230\n end_ms: 106350\n- text: Cause when I'm layin on my back I can feel the room spin\n start_ms: 106350\n end_ms: 108400\n- text: One too many, I reckon\n start_ms: 108400\n end_ms: 109410\n- text: Feelin I got ta earl, any second\n start_ms: 109410\n end_ms: 111540\n- text: Wanna get up but can't move, feels like I'm stuck in the groove\n start_ms: 111540\n end_ms: 116600\n- text: What the fuck was I tryin to prove?\n start_ms: 116600\n end_ms: 117640\n- text: I get a rep for downin four-o's\n start_ms: 117640\n end_ms: 119720\n- text: All the hoes knows them alkaholik bros\n start_ms: 119720\n end_ms: 121870\n- text: Niggaz call me dad I got a fifth in the trunk\n start_ms: 121870\n end_ms: 123810\n- text: Might fuck an 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bone when I'm alone\n Ohh shit, tow back, I need to take a piss\n Only when I'm drunk I sing a song like this\n My grandma and your grandma *urrp*\n Sittin by the fire\n Hold on, turn the beat off [nah, keep it goin\n J-ro can you make it? ] I'm just not knowin\n I get drunk and start talkin mo' shit\n And when I got a gun in my hand you better get, out\n Cause my brain just ain't what it used to be\n Forget tryin to raionalize, cover your eyes\n Ah d-*urrp*, damn I'm drunk\n I need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk\n When I get drunk I might act uncouth\n But when I get drunk I always tell the truth\n Yeah I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\n I make hip-hop fans say yes yes\n The liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\n Hold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n *Urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\n Gettin all the ladies with my cool charm\n When I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\n Yeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n\n Yeah, let me pass the forty, to 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] I'm just not knowin\n[00:25.69] I get drunk and start talkin mo' shit\n[00:27.64] And when I got a gun in my hand you better get, out\n[00:29.79] Cause my brain just ain't what it used to be\n[00:32.87] Forget tryin to raionalize, cover your eyes\n[00:34.79] Ah d-*urrp*, damn I'm drunk\n[00:36.78] I need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk\n[00:38.80] When I get drunk I might act uncouth\n[00:40.93] But when I get drunk I always tell the truth\n[00:44.07] Yeah I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\n[00:46.06] I make hip-hop fans say yes yes\n[00:48.16] The liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\n[00:51.11] Hold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n[00:53.14] *Urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\n[00:55.22] Gettin all the ladies with my cool charm\n[00:57.37] When I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\n[01:00.31] Yeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n[01:03.45] Yeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, tash\n[01:10.58] Verse two: tash, e-swift\n[01:11.63] It goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\n[01:13.69] It's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\n[01:15.75] Bust the one out, two out, [flips] type of rapper\n[01:18.76] That'd get you our your seat quicker than a car jacker\n[01:19.81] Slip a colt for the fever when I'm coolin with my people\n[01:22.88] Got hoes in east columus like I'm billy dee wrinkle\n[01:24.97] Cause I move like, I'm smooth like I'm harry belafonte\n[01:26.99] Lookin for them niggaz that jumped my homey dante\n[01:30.01] All up in this bitch with the gin and tanqueray\n[01:32.00] Drink like mr. wendal smoke bud like dr. dre\n[01:34.02] But that's cause I'm old enough to do that type of shit\n[01:36.19] Got damn I gotta piss I pass the mic to e-swift\n[01:39.26] Yeah, I get drunk and can't nobody whoop me\n[01:41.22] I'm trippin, must be the brew that I was sippin\n[01:44.23] Kickin in, guess I shouldn'ta mixed it with the gin\n[01:46.35] Cause when I'm layin on my back I can feel the room spin\n[01:48.40] One too many, I reckon\n[01:49.41] Feelin I got ta earl, any second\n[01:51.54] Wanna get up but can't move, feels like I'm stuck in the groove\n[01:56.60] What the fuck was I tryin to prove?\n[01:57.64] I get a rep for downin four-o's\n[01:59.72] All the hoes knows them alkaholik bros\n[02:01.87] Niggaz call me dad I got a fifth in the trunk\n[02:03.81] Might fuck an ugly bitch but only when I'm drunk\n[02:05.93] Verse three: j-ro\n[02:16.02] Aight, think I'm feelin a little better\n[02:19.13] Ready to bust this, like this\n[02:22.21] And ya don't miss, check it out\n[02:24.34] I get drunk and start thinkin bout my friends\n[02:27.38] That passed on with every forty ounce the memory will last on\n[02:29.41] Black man muzzle, mike lee and suavey d\n[02:31.58] The three mc's will always live in my memories\n[02:34.58] We used to rock shows, we used to rock hoes\n[02:36.65] And drink forty-o's, and wear the same clothes\n[02:38.65] Damn I wish we could go through it again\n[02:40.79] But I know one day we gonna do it again\n[02:43.84] And when that day comes it's gonna be live\n[02:45.81] But I ain't in no hurry so I don't drink and drive\n[02:47.99] The alkaholiks we gets funky when we drinkin\n[02:49.95] Just a lil sumthin, to pump up the thinkin\n[02:53.02] Outro: j-ro\n[03:04.12] Beer run! ante up nigga\n[03:06.14] Ha ha, put the money in the hat\n[03:10.18] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Only When I'm Drunk\n artist: Tha Alkaholiks\n album: Pure... 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good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\nI make hip-hop fans say yes yes\nThe liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\nHold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n*Urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\nGettin all the ladies with my cool charm\nWhen I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\nYeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n\nYeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, tash\n\nVerse two: tash, e-swift\n\nIt goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\nIt's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\nBust the one out, two out, [flips] type of rapper\nThat'd get you our your seat quicker than a car jacker\nSlip a colt for the fever when I'm coolin with my people\nGot hoes in east columus like I'm billy dee wrinkle\nCause I move like, I'm smooth like I'm harry belafonte\nLookin for them niggaz that jumped my homey dante\nAll up in this bitch with the gin and tanqueray\nDrink like mr. wendal smoke bud like dr. dre\nBut that's cause I'm old enough to do that type of shit\nGot damn 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goin\n[00:24.82] J-ro can you make it? ] I'm just not knowin\n[00:26.63] I get drunk and start talkin mo' shit\n[00:28.68] And when I got a gun in my hand you better get, out\n[00:31.35] Cause my brain just ain't what it used to be\n[00:34.04] Forget tryin to raionalize, cover your eyes\n[00:35.81] Ah d-*urrp*, damn I'm drunk\n[00:37.69] I need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk\n[00:40.43] When I get drunk I might act uncouth\n[00:43.18] But when I get drunk I always tell the truth\n[00:44.95] Yeah I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\n[00:47.62] I make hip-hop fans say yes yes\n[00:50.31] The liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\n[00:52.12] Hold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n[00:53.99] *Urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\n[00:56.67] Gettin all the ladies with my cool charm\n[00:58.45] When I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\n[01:01.24] Yeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n[01:04.82] Yeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, tash\n[01:12.95] Verse 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back I can feel the room spin\n[01:49.12] One too many, I reckon\n[01:51.84] Feelin I got ta earl, any second\n[01:53.68] Wanna get up but can't move, feels like I'm stuck in the groove\n[01:57.35] What the fuck was I tryin to prove?\n[01:59.13] I get a rep for downin four-o's\n[02:00.93] All the hoes knows them alkaholik bros\n[02:03.68] Niggaz call me dad I got a fifth in the trunk\n[02:05.45] Might fuck an ugly bitch but only when I'm drunk\n[02:11.55] Verse three: j-ro\n[02:13.37] Aight, think I'm feelin a little better\n[02:21.52] Ready to bust this, like this\n[02:23.31] And ya don't miss, check it out\n[02:25.11] I get drunk and start thinkin bout my friends\n[02:28.74] That passed on with every forty ounce the memory will last on\n[02:31.46] Black man muzzle, mike lee and suavey d\n[02:33.22] The three mc's will always live in my memories\n[02:35.93] We used to rock shows, we used to rock hoes\n[02:37.73] And drink forty-o's, and wear the same clothes\n[02:40.51] Damn I wish we 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[i'm fucked]\n[00:06.71] Get up you gotta do your verse nigga\n[00:07.68] [Aight I'll try it] get up nigga!\n[00:08.56] Verse one: j-ro\n[00:09.42] I get drunk and I stumble to the phone\n[00:10.33] And conjure up a bitch to bone when I'm alone\n[00:13.01] Ohh shit, tow back, I need to take a piss\n[00:14.87] Only when I'm drunk I sing a song like this\n[00:17.59] My grandma and your grandma *urrp*\n[00:20.39] Sittin by the fire\n[00:22.19] Hold on, turn the beat off [nah, keep it goin\n[00:24.82] J-ro can you make it? ] I'm just not knowin\n[00:26.63] I get drunk and start talkin mo' shit\n[00:28.68] And when I got a gun in my hand you better get, out\n[00:31.35] Cause my brain just ain't what it used to be\n[00:34.04] Forget tryin to raionalize, cover your eyes\n[00:35.81] Ah d-*urrp*, damn I'm drunk\n[00:37.69] I need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk\n[00:40.43] When I get drunk I might act uncouth\n[00:43.18] But when I get drunk I always tell the truth\n[00:44.95] Yeah 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*urrp*\n Sittin by the fire\n Hold on, turn the beat off [nah, keep it goin\n J-ro can you make it? ] I'm just not knowin\n I get drunk and start talkin mo' shit\n And when I got a gun in my hand you better get, out\n Cause my brain just ain't what it used to be\n Forget tryin to raionalize, cover your eyes\n Ah d-*urrp*, damn I'm drunk\n I need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk\n When I get drunk I might act uncouth\n But when I get drunk I always tell the truth\n Yeah I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\n I make hip-hop fans say yes yes\n The liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\n Hold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n *Urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\n Gettin all the ladies with my cool charm\n When I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\n Yeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n\n Yeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, tash\n\n Verse two: tash, e-swift\n\n It goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\n It's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in 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drunk I always tell the truth\nYeah I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\nI make hip-hop fans say yes yes\nThe liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\nHold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n*Urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\nGettin all the ladies with my cool charm\nWhen I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\nYeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n\nYeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, tash\n\nVerse two: tash, e-swift\n\nIt goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\nIt's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\nBust the one out, two out, [flips] type of rapper\nThat'd get you our your seat quicker than a car jacker\nSlip a colt for the fever when I'm coolin with my people\nGot hoes in east columus like I'm billy dee wrinkle\nCause I move like, I'm smooth like I'm harry belafonte\nLookin for them niggaz that jumped my homey dante\nAll up in this bitch with the gin and tanqueray\nDrink like mr. wendal smoke bud like dr. dre\nBut that's cause I'm old enough to do that type of shit\nGot damn I gotta piss I pass the mic to e-swift\n\nYeah, I get drunk and can't nobody whoop me\nI'm trippin, must be the brew that I was sippin\nKickin in, guess I shouldn'ta mixed it with the gin\nCause when I'm layin on my back I can feel the room spin\nOne too many, I reckon\nFeelin I got ta earl, any second\nWanna get up but can't move, feels like I'm stuck in the groove\nWhat the fuck was I tryin to prove?\nI get a rep for downin four-o's\nAll the hoes knows them alkaholik bros\nNiggaz call me dad I got a fifth in the trunk\nMight fuck an ugly bitch but only when I'm drunk\n\nVerse three: j-ro\n\nAight, think I'm feelin a little better\nReady to bust this, like this\nAnd ya don't miss, check it out\n\nI get drunk and start thinkin bout my friends\nThat passed on with every forty ounce the memory will last on\nBlack man muzzle, mike lee and suavey d\nThe three mc's will always live in my memories\nWe used to rock shows, we used to rock hoes\nAnd drink forty-o's, and wear the same clothes\nDamn I wish we could go through it again\nBut I know one day we gonna do it again\nAnd when that day comes it's gonna be live\nBut I ain't in no hurry so I don't drink and drive\nThe alkaholiks we gets funky when we drinkin\nJust a lil sumthin, to pump up the thinkin\n\nOutro: j-ro\n\nBeer run! ante up nigga\nHa ha, put the money in the hat","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.30] Intro: tash, speaking to j-ro\n[00:03.16] Yo whassup man, get up man [*urrp* I can't bust man]\n[00:04.07] Get up nigga, bust [i'm fucked]\n[00:06.71] Get up you gotta do your verse nigga\n[00:07.68] [Aight I'll try it] get up nigga!\n[00:08.56] Verse one: j-ro\n[00:09.42] I get drunk and I stumble to the phone\n[00:10.33] And conjure up a bitch to bone when I'm alone\n[00:13.01] Ohh shit, tow back, I need to take a piss\n[00:14.87] Only when I'm drunk I sing a song like this\n[00:17.59] My grandma and your grandma *urrp*\n[00:20.39] Sittin by the fire\n[00:22.19] Hold on, turn the beat off [nah, keep it goin\n[00:24.82] J-ro can you make it? ] I'm just not knowin\n[00:26.63] I get drunk and start talkin mo' shit\n[00:28.68] And when I got a gun in my hand you better get, out\n[00:31.35] Cause my brain just ain't what it used to be\n[00:34.04] Forget tryin to raionalize, cover your eyes\n[00:35.81] Ah d-*urrp*, damn I'm drunk\n[00:37.69] I need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk\n[00:40.43] When I get drunk I might act uncouth\n[00:43.18] But when I get drunk I always tell the truth\n[00:44.95] Yeah I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\n[00:47.62] I make hip-hop fans say yes yes\n[00:50.31] The liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\n[00:52.12] Hold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n[00:53.99] *Urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\n[00:56.67] Gettin all the ladies with my cool charm\n[00:58.45] When I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\n[01:01.24] Yeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n[01:04.82] Yeah, let me pass the forty, to my 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gin\n[01:47.39] Cause when I'm layin on my back I can feel the room spin\n[01:49.12] One too many, I reckon\n[01:51.84] Feelin I got ta earl, any second\n[01:53.68] Wanna get up but can't move, feels like I'm stuck in the groove\n[01:57.35] What the fuck was I tryin to prove?\n[01:59.13] I get a rep for downin four-o's\n[02:00.93] All the hoes knows them alkaholik bros\n[02:03.68] Niggaz call me dad I got a fifth in the trunk\n[02:05.45] Might fuck an ugly bitch but only when I'm drunk\n[02:11.55] Verse three: j-ro\n[02:13.37] Aight, think I'm feelin a little better\n[02:21.52] Ready to bust this, like this\n[02:23.31] And ya don't miss, check it out\n[02:25.11] I get drunk and start thinkin bout my friends\n[02:28.74] That passed on with every forty ounce the memory will last on\n[02:31.46] Black man muzzle, mike lee and suavey d\n[02:33.22] The three mc's will always live in my memories\n[02:35.93] We used to rock shows, we used to rock hoes\n[02:37.73] And drink forty-o's, and wear 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always live in my memories\n We used to rock shows, we used to rock hoes\n And drink forty-o's, and wear the same clothes\n Damn I wish we could go through it again\n But I know one day we gonna do it again\n And when that day comes it's gonna be live\n But I ain't in no hurry so I don't drink and drive\n The alkaholiks we gets funky when we drinkin\n Just a lil sumthin, to pump up the thinkin\n\n Outro: j-ro\n\n Beer run! ante up nigga\n Ha ha, put the money in the hat\n"},{"id":32492796,"name":"Only When I'm Drunk","trackName":"Only When I'm Drunk","artistName":"Tha Alkaholiks","albumName":"Back & Forth A Decade Spanning Collection Of Hip Hop and R & B","duration":216.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Intro: tash, speaking to j-ro\n\nYo whassup man, get up man [*urrp* I can't bust man]\nGet up nigga, bust [i'm fucked]\nGet up you gotta do your verse nigga\n[Aight I'll try it] get up nigga!\n\nVerse one: j-ro\n\nI get drunk and I stumble to the phone\nAnd conjure up a bitch to bone when I'm alone\nOhh shit, tow back, I need to take a piss\nOnly when I'm drunk I sing a song like this\nMy grandma and your grandma *urrp*\nSittin by the fire\nHold on, turn the beat off [nah, keep it goin\nJ-ro can you make it? ] I'm just not knowin\nI get drunk and start talkin mo' shit\nAnd when I got a gun in my hand you better get, out\nCause my brain just ain't what it used to be\nForget tryin to raionalize, cover your eyes\nAh d-*urrp*, damn I'm drunk\nI need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk\nWhen I get drunk I might act uncouth\nBut when I get drunk I always tell the truth\nYeah I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\nI make hip-hop fans say yes yes\nThe liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\nHold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n*Urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\nGettin all the ladies with my cool charm\nWhen I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\nYeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n\nYeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, tash\n\nVerse two: tash, e-swift\n\nIt goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\nIt's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\nBust the one out, two out, [flips] type of rapper\nThat'd get you our your seat quicker than a car jacker\nSlip a colt for the fever when I'm coolin with my people\nGot hoes in east columus like I'm billy dee wrinkle\nCause I move like, I'm smooth like I'm harry belafonte\nLookin for them niggaz that jumped my homey dante\nAll up in this bitch with the gin and tanqueray\nDrink like mr. wendal smoke bud like dr. dre\nBut that's cause I'm old enough to do that type of shit\nGot damn I gotta piss I pass the mic to e-swift\n\nYeah, I get drunk and can't nobody whoop me\nI'm trippin, must be the brew that I was sippin\nKickin in, guess I shouldn'ta mixed it with the gin\nCause when I'm layin on my back I can feel the room spin\nOne too many, I reckon\nFeelin I got ta earl, any second\nWanna get up but can't move, feels like I'm stuck in the groove\nWhat the fuck was I tryin to prove?\nI get a rep for downin four-o's\nAll the hoes knows them alkaholik bros\nNiggaz call me dad I got a fifth in the trunk\nMight fuck an ugly bitch but only when I'm drunk\n\nVerse three: j-ro\n\nAight, think I'm feelin a little better\nReady to bust this, like this\nAnd ya don't miss, check it out\n\nI get drunk and start thinkin bout my friends\nThat passed on with every forty ounce the memory will last on\nBlack man muzzle, mike lee and suavey d\nThe three mc's will always live in my memories\nWe used to rock shows, we used to rock hoes\nAnd drink forty-o's, and wear the same clothes\nDamn I wish we could go through it again\nBut I know one day we gonna do it again\nAnd when that day comes it's gonna be live\nBut I ain't in no hurry so I don't drink and drive\nThe alkaholiks we gets funky when we drinkin\nJust a lil sumthin, to pump up the thinkin\n\nOutro: j-ro\n\nBeer run! ante up nigga\nHa ha, put the money in the hat","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.30] Intro: tash, speaking to j-ro\n[00:03.16] Yo whassup man, get up man [*urrp* I can't bust man]\n[00:04.07] Get up nigga, bust [i'm fucked]\n[00:06.71] Get up you gotta do your verse nigga\n[00:07.68] [Aight I'll try it] get up nigga!\n[00:08.56] Verse one: j-ro\n[00:09.42] I get drunk and I stumble to the phone\n[00:10.33] And conjure up a bitch to bone when I'm alone\n[00:13.01] Ohh shit, tow back, I need to take a piss\n[00:14.87] Only when I'm drunk I sing a song like this\n[00:17.59] My grandma and your grandma *urrp*\n[00:20.39] Sittin by the fire\n[00:22.19] Hold on, turn the beat off [nah, keep it goin\n[00:24.82] J-ro can you make it? ] I'm just not knowin\n[00:26.63] I get drunk and start talkin mo' shit\n[00:28.68] And when I got a gun in my hand you better get, out\n[00:31.35] Cause my brain just ain't what it used to be\n[00:34.04] Forget tryin to raionalize, cover your eyes\n[00:35.81] Ah d-*urrp*, damn I'm drunk\n[00:37.69] I need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk\n[00:40.43] When I get drunk I might act uncouth\n[00:43.18] But when I get drunk I always tell the truth\n[00:44.95] Yeah I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\n[00:47.62] I make hip-hop fans say yes yes\n[00:50.31] The liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\n[00:52.12] Hold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n[00:53.99] *Urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\n[00:56.67] Gettin all the ladies with my cool charm\n[00:58.45] When I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\n[01:01.24] Yeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n[01:04.82] Yeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, tash\n[01:12.95] Verse two: tash, e-swift\n[01:13.80] It goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\n[01:14.78] It's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\n[01:17.56] Bust the one out, two out, [flips] type of rapper\n[01:20.29] That'd get you our your seat quicker than a car jacker\n[01:22.04] Slip a colt for the fever when I'm coolin with my people\n[01:23.88] Got hoes in east columus like I'm billy dee wrinkle\n[01:26.52] Cause I move like, I'm smooth like I'm harry belafonte\n[01:28.35] Lookin for them niggaz that jumped my homey dante\n[01:31.06] All up in this bitch with the gin and tanqueray\n[01:33.71] Drink like mr. wendal smoke bud like dr. dre\n[01:35.55] But that's cause I'm old enough to do that type of shit\n[01:38.35] Got damn I gotta piss I pass the mic to e-swift\n[01:40.13] Yeah, I get drunk and can't nobody whoop me\n[01:42.88] I'm trippin, must be the brew that I was sippin\n[01:44.64] Kickin in, guess I shouldn'ta mixed it with the gin\n[01:47.39] Cause when I'm layin on my back I can feel the room spin\n[01:49.12] One too many, I reckon\n[01:51.84] Feelin I got ta earl, any second\n[01:53.68] Wanna get up but can't move, feels like I'm stuck in the groove\n[01:57.35] What the fuck was I tryin to prove?\n[01:59.13] I get a rep for downin four-o's\n[02:00.93] All the hoes knows them alkaholik bros\n[02:03.68] Niggaz call me dad I got a fifth in the trunk\n[02:05.45] Might fuck an ugly bitch but only when I'm drunk\n[02:11.55] Verse three: j-ro\n[02:13.37] Aight, think I'm feelin a little better\n[02:21.52] Ready to bust this, like this\n[02:23.31] And ya don't miss, check it out\n[02:25.11] I get drunk and start thinkin bout my friends\n[02:28.74] That passed on with every forty ounce the memory will last on\n[02:31.46] Black man muzzle, mike lee and suavey d\n[02:33.22] The three mc's will always live in my memories\n[02:35.93] We used to rock shows, we used to rock hoes\n[02:37.73] And drink forty-o's, and wear the same clothes\n[02:40.51] Damn I wish we could go through it again\n[02:42.37] But I know one day we gonna do it again\n[02:45.02] And when that day comes it's gonna be live\n[02:46.83] But I ain't in no hurry so I don't drink and drive\n[02:49.53] The alkaholiks we gets funky when we drinkin\n[02:52.28] Just a lil sumthin, to pump up the thinkin\n[02:54.05] Outro: j-ro\n[02:58.89] Beer run! 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] I'm just not knowin\n[00:26.63] I get drunk and start talkin mo' shit\n[00:28.68] And when I got a gun in my hand you better get, out\n[00:31.35] Cause my brain just ain't what it used to be\n[00:34.04] Forget tryin to raionalize, cover your eyes\n[00:35.81] Ah d-*urrp*, damn I'm drunk\n[00:37.69] I need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk\n[00:40.43] When I get drunk I might act uncouth\n[00:43.18] But when I get drunk I always tell the truth\n[00:44.95] Yeah I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\n[00:47.62] I make hip-hop fans say yes yes\n[00:50.31] The liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\n[00:52.12] Hold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n[00:53.99] *urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\n[00:56.67] Gettin all the ladies with my cool charm\n[00:58.45] When I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\n[01:01.24] Yeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n[01:04.82] Yeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, tash\n[01:12.95] Verse two: tash, e-swift\n[01:13.80] It goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\n[01:14.78] It's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\n[01:17.56] Bust the one out, two out, [flips] type of rapper\n[01:20.29] That'd get you our your seat quicker than a car jacker\n[01:22.04] Slip a colt for the fever when I'm coolin with my people\n[01:23.88] Got hoes in east columus like I'm billy dee wrinkle\n[01:26.52] Cause I move like, I'm smooth like I'm harry belafonte\n[01:28.35] Lookin for them niggaz that jumped my homey dante\n[01:31.06] All up in this bitch with the gin and tanqueray\n[01:33.71] Drink like mr. wendal smoke bud like dr. dre\n[01:35.55] But that's cause I'm old enough to do that type of shit\n[01:38.35] Got damn I gotta piss I pass the mic to e-swift\n[01:40.13] Yeah, I get drunk and can't nobody whoop me\n[01:42.88] I'm trippin, must be the brew that I was sippin\n[01:44.64] Kickin in, guess I shouldn'ta mixed it with the gin\n[01:47.39] Cause when I'm layin on my back I can feel the room spin\n[01:49.12] One too many, I reckon\n[01:51.84] Feelin I got ta earl, any second\n[01:53.68] Wanna get up but can't move, feels like I'm stuck in the groove\n[01:57.35] What the fuck was I tryin to prove?\n[01:59.13] I get a rep for downin four-o's\n[02:00.93] All the hoes knows them alkaholik bros\n[02:03.68] Niggaz call me dad I got a fifth in the trunk\n[02:05.45] Might fuck an ugly bitch but only when I'm drunk\n[02:11.55] Verse three: j-ro\n[02:13.37] Aight, think I'm feelin a little better\n[02:21.52] Ready to bust this, like this\n[02:23.31] And ya don't miss, check it out\n[02:25.11] I get drunk and start thinkin bout my friends\n[02:28.74] That passed on with every forty ounce the memory will last on\n[02:31.46] Black man muzzle, mike lee and suavey d\n[02:33.22] The three mc's will always live in my memories\n[02:35.93] We used to rock shows, we used to rock hoes\n[02:37.73] And drink forty-o's, and wear the same clothes\n[02:40.51] Damn I wish we could go through it again\n[02:42.37] But I know one day we gonna do it again\n[02:45.02] And when that day comes it's gonna be live\n[02:46.83] But I ain't in no hurry so I don't drink and drive\n[02:49.53] The alkaholiks we gets funky when we drinkin\n[02:52.28] Just a lil sumthin, to pump up the thinkin\n[02:54.05] Outro: j-ro\n[02:58.89] Beer run! ante up nigga\n[03:07.84] Ha ha, put the money in the hat\n[03:11.79] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Only When I'm Drunk\n artist: Tha Alkaholiks\n album: Hip Hop 100 Hits - Urban rap & R n B anthems inc. 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I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\nI make hip-hop fans say yes yes\nThe liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\nHold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n*Urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\nGettin all the ladies with my cool charm\nWhen I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\nYeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n\nYeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, tash\n\nVerse two: tash, e-swift\n\nIt goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\nIt's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\nBust the one out, two out, [flips] type of rapper\nThat'd get you our your seat quicker than a car jacker\nSlip a colt for the fever when I'm coolin with my people\nGot hoes in east columus like I'm billy dee wrinkle\nCause I move like, I'm smooth like I'm harry belafonte\nLookin for them niggaz that jumped my homey dante\nAll up in this bitch with the gin and tanqueray\nDrink like mr. wendal smoke bud like dr. dre\nBut that's cause I'm old enough to do that type of shit\nGot damn I gotta piss I pass the mic to e-swift\n\nYeah, I get drunk and can't nobody whoop me\nI'm trippin, must be the brew that I was sippin\nKickin in, guess I shouldn'ta mixed it with the gin\nCause when I'm layin on my back I can feel the room spin\nOne too many, I reckon\nFeelin I got ta earl, any second\nWanna get up but can't move, feels like I'm stuck in the groove\nWhat the fuck was I tryin to prove?\nI get a rep for downin four-o's\nAll the hoes knows them alkaholik bros\nNiggaz call me dad I got a fifth in the trunk\nMight fuck an ugly bitch but only when I'm drunk\n\nVerse three: j-ro\n\nAight, think I'm feelin a little better\nReady to bust this, like this\nAnd ya don't miss, check it out\n\nI get drunk and start thinkin bout my friends\nThat passed on with every forty ounce the memory will last on\nBlack man muzzle, mike lee and suavey d\nThe three mc's will always live in my memories\nWe used to rock shows, we used to rock hoes\nAnd drink forty-o's, and wear the same clothes\nDamn I wish we could go through it again\nBut I know one day we gonna do it again\nAnd when that day comes it's gonna be live\nBut I ain't in no hurry so I don't drink and drive\nThe alkaholiks we gets funky when we drinkin\nJust a lil sumthin, to pump up the thinkin\n\nOutro: j-ro\n\nBeer run! ante up nigga\nHa ha, put the money in the hat","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.30] Intro: tash, speaking to j-ro\n[00:03.16] Yo whassup man, get up man [*urrp* I can't bust man]\n[00:04.07] Get up nigga, bust [i'm fucked]\n[00:06.71] Get up you gotta do your verse nigga\n[00:07.68] [Aight I'll try it] get up nigga!\n[00:08.56] Verse one: j-ro\n[00:09.42] I get drunk and I stumble to the phone\n[00:10.33] And conjure up a bitch to bone when I'm alone\n[00:13.01] Ohh shit, tow back, I need to take a piss\n[00:14.87] Only when I'm drunk I sing a song like this\n[00:17.59] My grandma and your grandma *urrp*\n[00:20.39] Sittin by the fire\n[00:22.19] Hold on, turn the beat off [nah, keep it goin\n[00:24.82] J-ro can you make it? ] I'm just not knowin\n[00:26.63] I get drunk and start talkin mo' shit\n[00:28.68] And when I got a gun in my hand you better get, out\n[00:31.35] Cause my brain just ain't what it used to be\n[00:34.04] Forget tryin to raionalize, cover your eyes\n[00:35.81] Ah d-*urrp*, damn I'm drunk\n[00:37.69] I need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk\n[00:40.43] When I get drunk I might act uncouth\n[00:43.18] But when I get drunk I always tell the truth\n[00:44.95] Yeah I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\n[00:47.62] I make hip-hop fans say yes yes\n[00:50.31] The liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\n[00:52.12] Hold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n[00:53.99] *Urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\n[00:56.67] Gettin all the ladies with my cool charm\n[00:58.45] When I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\n[01:01.24] Yeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n[01:04.82] Yeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, tash\n[01:12.95] Verse two: tash, e-swift\n[01:13.80] It goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\n[01:14.78] It's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\n[01:17.56] Bust the one out, two out, [flips] type of rapper\n[01:20.29] That'd get you our your seat quicker than a car jacker\n[01:22.04] Slip a colt for the fever when I'm coolin with my people\n[01:23.88] Got hoes in east columus like I'm billy dee wrinkle\n[01:26.52] Cause I move like, I'm smooth like I'm harry belafonte\n[01:28.35] Lookin for them niggaz that jumped my homey dante\n[01:31.06] All up in this bitch with the gin and tanqueray\n[01:33.71] Drink like mr. wendal smoke bud like dr. dre\n[01:35.55] But that's cause I'm old enough to do that type of shit\n[01:38.35] Got damn I gotta piss I pass the mic to e-swift\n[01:40.13] Yeah, I get drunk and can't nobody whoop me\n[01:42.88] I'm trippin, must be the brew that I was sippin\n[01:44.64] Kickin in, guess I shouldn'ta mixed it with the gin\n[01:47.39] Cause when I'm layin on my back I can feel the room spin\n[01:49.12] One too many, I reckon\n[01:51.84] Feelin I got ta earl, any second\n[01:53.68] Wanna get up but can't move, feels like I'm stuck in the groove\n[01:57.35] What the fuck was I tryin to prove?\n[01:59.13] I get a rep for downin four-o's\n[02:00.93] All the hoes knows them alkaholik bros\n[02:03.68] Niggaz call me dad I got a fifth in the trunk\n[02:05.45] Might fuck an ugly bitch but only when I'm drunk\n[02:11.55] Verse three: j-ro\n[02:13.37] Aight, think I'm feelin a little better\n[02:21.52] Ready to bust this, like this\n[02:23.31] And ya don't miss, check it out\n[02:25.11] I get drunk and start thinkin bout my friends\n[02:28.74] That passed on with every forty ounce the memory will last on\n[02:31.46] Black man muzzle, mike lee and suavey d\n[02:33.22] The three mc's will always live in my memories\n[02:35.93] We used to rock shows, we used to rock hoes\n[02:37.73] And drink forty-o's, and wear the same clothes\n[02:40.51] Damn I wish we 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I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\n I make hip-hop fans say yes yes\n The liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\n Hold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n *Urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\n Gettin all the ladies with my cool charm\n When I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\n Yeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n\n Yeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, tash\n\n Verse two: tash, e-swift\n\n It goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\n It's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\n Bust the one out, two out, [flips] type of rapper\n That'd get you our your seat quicker than a car jacker\n Slip a colt for the fever when I'm coolin with my people\n Got hoes in east columus like I'm billy dee wrinkle\n Cause I move like, I'm smooth like I'm harry belafonte\n Lookin for them niggaz that jumped my homey dante\n All up in this bitch with the gin and tanqueray\n Drink like mr. wendal smoke bud like dr. dre\n But that's cause I'm old enough to do that type of 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this\nMy grandma and your grandma *urrp*\nSittin by the fire\nHold on, turn the beat off [nah, keep it goin\nJ-ro can you make it? ] I'm just not knowin\nI get drunk and start talkin mo' shit\nAnd when I got a gun in my hand you better get, out\nCause my brain just ain't what it used to be\nForget tryin to raionalize, cover your eyes\nAh d-*urrp*, damn I'm drunk\nI need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk\nWhen I get drunk I might act uncouth\nBut when I get drunk I always tell the truth\nYeah I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\nI make hip-hop fans say yes yes\nThe liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\nHold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n*Urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\nGettin all the ladies with my cool charm\nWhen I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\nYeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n\nYeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, tash\n\nVerse two: tash, e-swift\n\nIt goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\nIt's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\nBust the one out, two out, [flips] type of rapper\nThat'd get you our your seat quicker than a car jacker\nSlip a colt for the fever when I'm coolin with my people\nGot hoes in east columus like I'm billy dee wrinkle\nCause I move like, I'm smooth like I'm harry belafonte\nLookin for them niggaz that jumped my homey dante\nAll up in this bitch with the gin and tanqueray\nDrink like mr. wendal smoke bud like dr. dre\nBut that's cause I'm old enough to do that type of shit\nGot damn I gotta piss I pass the mic to e-swift\n\nYeah, I get drunk and can't nobody whoop me\nI'm trippin, must be the brew that I was sippin\nKickin in, guess I shouldn'ta mixed it with the gin\nCause when I'm layin on my back I can feel the room spin\nOne too many, I reckon\nFeelin I got ta earl, any second\nWanna get up but can't move, feels like I'm stuck in the groove\nWhat the fuck was I tryin to prove?\nI get a rep for downin four-o's\nAll the hoes knows them alkaholik bros\nNiggaz call me dad I got a fifth in the trunk\nMight fuck an ugly bitch but only when I'm drunk\n\nVerse three: j-ro\n\nAight, think I'm feelin a little better\nReady to bust this, like this\nAnd ya don't miss, check it out\n\nI get drunk and start thinkin bout my friends\nThat passed on with every forty ounce the memory will last on\nBlack man muzzle, mike lee and suavey d\nThe three mc's will always live in my memories\nWe used to rock shows, we used to rock hoes\nAnd drink forty-o's, and wear the same clothes\nDamn I wish we could go through it again\nBut I know one day we gonna do it again\nAnd when that day comes it's gonna be live\nBut I ain't in no hurry so I don't drink and drive\nThe alkaholiks we gets funky when we drinkin\nJust a lil sumthin, to pump up the thinkin\n\nOutro: j-ro\n\nBeer run! ante up nigga\nHa ha, put the money in the hat","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.30] Intro: tash, speaking to j-ro\n[00:03.16] Yo whassup man, get up man [*urrp* I can't bust man]\n[00:04.07] Get up nigga, bust [i'm fucked]\n[00:06.71] Get up you gotta do your verse nigga\n[00:07.68] [Aight I'll try it] get up nigga!\n[00:08.56] Verse one: j-ro\n[00:09.42] I get drunk and I stumble to the phone\n[00:10.33] And conjure up a bitch to bone when I'm alone\n[00:13.01] Ohh shit, tow back, I need to take a piss\n[00:14.87] Only when I'm drunk I sing a song like this\n[00:17.59] My grandma and your grandma *urrp*\n[00:20.39] Sittin by the fire\n[00:22.19] Hold on, turn the beat off [nah, keep it goin\n[00:24.82] J-ro can you make it? ] I'm just not knowin\n[00:26.63] I get drunk and start talkin mo' shit\n[00:28.68] And when I got a gun in my hand you better get, out\n[00:31.35] Cause my brain just ain't what it used to be\n[00:34.04] Forget tryin to raionalize, cover your eyes\n[00:35.81] Ah d-*urrp*, damn I'm drunk\n[00:37.69] I need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk\n[00:40.43] When I get drunk I might act uncouth\n[00:43.18] But when I get drunk I always tell the truth\n[00:44.95] Yeah I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\n[00:47.62] I make hip-hop fans say yes yes\n[00:50.31] The liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\n[00:52.12] Hold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n[00:53.99] *Urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\n[00:56.67] Gettin all the ladies with my cool charm\n[00:58.45] When I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\n[01:01.24] Yeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n[01:04.82] Yeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, tash\n[01:12.95] Verse two: tash, e-swift\n[01:13.80] It goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\n[01:14.78] It's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\n[01:17.56] Bust the one out, two out, [flips] type of rapper\n[01:20.29] That'd get you our your seat quicker than a car jacker\n[01:22.04] Slip a colt for the fever when I'm coolin with my people\n[01:23.88] Got hoes in east columus like I'm billy dee wrinkle\n[01:26.52] Cause I move like, I'm smooth like I'm harry belafonte\n[01:28.35] Lookin for them niggaz that jumped my homey dante\n[01:31.06] All up in this bitch with the gin and tanqueray\n[01:33.71] Drink like mr. wendal smoke bud like dr. dre\n[01:35.55] But that's cause I'm old enough to do that type of shit\n[01:38.35] Got damn I gotta piss I pass the mic to e-swift\n[01:40.13] Yeah, I get drunk and can't nobody whoop me\n[01:42.88] I'm trippin, must be the brew that I was sippin\n[01:44.64] Kickin in, guess I shouldn'ta mixed it with the gin\n[01:47.39] Cause when I'm layin on my back I can feel the room spin\n[01:49.12] One too many, I reckon\n[01:51.84] Feelin I got ta earl, any second\n[01:53.68] Wanna get up but can't move, feels like I'm stuck in the groove\n[01:57.35] What the fuck was I tryin to prove?\n[01:59.13] I get a rep for downin four-o's\n[02:00.93] All the hoes knows them alkaholik bros\n[02:03.68] Niggaz call me dad I got a fifth in the trunk\n[02:05.45] Might fuck an ugly bitch but only when I'm drunk\n[02:11.55] Verse three: j-ro\n[02:13.37] Aight, think I'm 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truth\nYeah I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\nI make hip-hop fans say yes yes\nThe liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\nHold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n*urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\nGettin all the ladies with my cool charm\nWhen I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\nYeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n\nYeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, tash\n\nVerse two: tash, e-swift\n\nIt goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\nIt's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\nBust the one out, two out, [flips] type of rapper\nThat'd get you our your seat quicker than a car jacker\nSlip a colt for the fever when I'm coolin with my people\nGot hoes in east columus like I'm billy dee wrinkle\nCause I move like, I'm smooth like I'm harry belafonte\nLookin for them niggaz that jumped my homey dante\nAll up in this bitch with the gin and tanqueray\nDrink like mr. wendal smoke bud like dr. dre\nBut that's cause I'm old enough to do that type of 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goin\n[00:24.82] J-ro can you make it? ] I'm just not knowin\n[00:26.63] I get drunk and start talkin mo' shit\n[00:28.68] And when I got a gun in my hand you better get, out\n[00:31.35] Cause my brain just ain't what it used to be\n[00:34.04] Forget tryin to raionalize, cover your eyes\n[00:35.81] Ah d-*urrp*, damn I'm drunk\n[00:37.69] I need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk\n[00:40.43] When I get drunk I might act uncouth\n[00:43.18] But when I get drunk I always tell the truth\n[00:44.95] Yeah I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\n[00:47.62] I make hip-hop fans say yes yes\n[00:50.31] The liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\n[00:52.12] Hold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n[00:53.99] *urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\n[00:56.67] Gettin all the ladies with my cool charm\n[00:58.45] When I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\n[01:01.24] Yeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n[01:04.82] Yeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, tash\n[01:12.95] Verse two: tash, e-swift\n[01:13.80] It goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\n[01:14.78] It's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\n[01:17.56] Bust the one out, two out, [flips] type of rapper\n[01:20.29] That'd get you our your seat quicker than a car jacker\n[01:22.04] Slip a colt for the fever when I'm coolin with my people\n[01:23.88] Got hoes in east columus like I'm billy dee wrinkle\n[01:26.52] Cause I move like, I'm smooth like I'm harry belafonte\n[01:28.35] Lookin for them niggaz that jumped my homey dante\n[01:31.06] All up in this bitch with the gin and tanqueray\n[01:33.71] Drink like mr. wendal smoke bud like dr. dre\n[01:35.55] But that's cause I'm old enough to do that type of shit\n[01:38.35] Got damn I gotta piss I pass the mic to e-swift\n[01:40.13] Yeah, I get drunk and can't nobody whoop me\n[01:42.88] I'm trippin, must be the brew that I was sippin\n[01:44.64] Kickin in, guess I shouldn'ta mixed it with the gin\n[01:47.39] Cause when I'm layin on my 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could go through it again\n[02:42.37] But I know one day we gonna do it again\n[02:45.02] And when that day comes it's gonna be live\n[02:46.83] But I ain't in no hurry so I don't drink and drive\n[02:49.53] The alkaholiks we gets funky when we drinkin\n[02:52.28] Just a lil sumthin, to pump up the thinkin\n[02:54.05] Outro: j-ro\n[02:58.89] Beer run! ante up nigga\n[03:07.84] Ha ha, put the money in the hat\n[03:11.79] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Only When I'm Drunk\n artist: Tha Alkaholiks\n album: Pure… Hip-Hop\n duration_ms: 218000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: 'Intro: tash, speaking to j-ro'\n start_ms: 1300\n end_ms: 3160\n- text: Yo whassup man, get up man [*urrp* I can't bust man]\n start_ms: 3160\n end_ms: 4070\n- text: Get up nigga, bust [i'm fucked]\n start_ms: 4070\n end_ms: 6710\n- text: Get up you gotta do your verse nigga\n start_ms: 6710\n end_ms: 7680\n- text: '[aight I''ll try it] get up nigga!'\n start_ms: 7680\n end_ms: 8560\n- text: 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fucked]\n[00:06.71] Get up you gotta do your verse nigga\n[00:07.68] [aight I'll try it] get up nigga!\n[00:08.56] Verse one: j-ro\n[00:09.42] I get drunk and I stumble to the phone\n[00:10.33] And conjure up a bitch to bone when I'm alone\n[00:13.01] Ohh shit, tow back, I need to take a piss\n[00:14.87] Only when I'm drunk I sing a song like this\n[00:17.59] My grandma and your grandma *urrp*\n[00:20.39] Sittin by the fire\n[00:22.19] Hold on, turn the beat off [nah, keep it goin\n[00:24.82] J-ro can you make it? ] I'm just not knowin\n[00:26.63] I get drunk and start talkin mo' shit\n[00:28.68] And when I got a gun in my hand you better get, out\n[00:31.35] Cause my brain just ain't what it used to be\n[00:34.04] Forget tryin to raionalize, cover your eyes\n[00:35.81] Ah d-*urrp*, damn I'm drunk\n[00:37.69] I need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk\n[00:40.43] When I get drunk I might act uncouth\n[00:43.18] But when I get drunk I always tell the truth\n[00:44.95] Yeah I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\n[00:47.62] I make hip-hop fans say yes yes\n[00:50.31] The liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\n[00:52.12] Hold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n[00:53.99] *urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\n[00:56.67] Gettin all the ladies with my cool charm\n[00:58.45] When I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\n[01:01.24] Yeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n[01:04.82] Yeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, tash\n[01:12.95] Verse two: tash, e-swift\n[01:13.80] It goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\n[01:14.78] It's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\n[01:17.56] Bust the one out, two out, [flips] type of rapper\n[01:20.29] That'd get you our your seat quicker than a car jacker\n[01:22.04] Slip a colt for the fever when I'm coolin with my people\n[01:23.88] Got hoes in east columus like I'm billy dee wrinkle\n[01:26.52] Cause I move like, I'm smooth like I'm harry belafonte\n[01:28.35] Lookin for them niggaz that jumped my homey dante\n[01:31.06] All up in this bitch with the gin and tanqueray\n[01:33.71] Drink like mr. wendal smoke bud like dr. dre\n[01:35.55] But that's cause I'm old enough to do that type of shit\n[01:38.35] Got damn I gotta piss I pass the mic to e-swift\n[01:40.13] Yeah, I get drunk and can't nobody whoop me\n[01:42.88] I'm trippin, must be the brew that I was sippin\n[01:44.64] Kickin in, guess I shouldn'ta mixed it with the gin\n[01:47.39] Cause when I'm layin on my back I can feel the room spin\n[01:49.12] One too many, I reckon\n[01:51.84] Feelin I got ta earl, any second\n[01:53.68] Wanna get up but can't move, feels like I'm stuck in the groove\n[01:57.35] What the fuck was I tryin to prove?\n[01:59.13] I get a rep for downin four-o's\n[02:00.93] All the hoes knows them alkaholik bros\n[02:03.68] Niggaz call me dad I got a fifth in the trunk\n[02:05.45] Might fuck an ugly bitch but only when I'm drunk\n[02:11.55] Verse three: j-ro\n[02:13.37] Aight, think I'm feelin 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I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\nI make hip-hop fans say yes yes\nThe liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\nHold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n*Urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\nGettin all the ladies with my cool charm\nWhen I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\nYeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n\nYeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, tash\n\nVerse two: tash, e-swift\n\nIt goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\nIt's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\nBust the one out, two out, [flips] type of rapper\nThat'd get you our your seat quicker than a car jacker\nSlip a colt for the fever when I'm coolin with my people\nGot hoes in east columus like I'm billy dee wrinkle\nCause I move like, I'm smooth like I'm harry belafonte\nLookin for them niggaz that jumped my homey dante\nAll up in this bitch with the gin and tanqueray\nDrink like mr. wendal smoke bud like dr. dre\nBut that's cause I'm old enough to do that type of shit\nGot 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goin\n[00:24.82] J-ro can you make it? ] I'm just not knowin\n[00:26.63] I get drunk and start talkin mo' shit\n[00:28.68] And when I got a gun in my hand you better get, out\n[00:31.35] Cause my brain just ain't what it used to be\n[00:34.04] Forget tryin to raionalize, cover your eyes\n[00:35.81] Ah d-*urrp*, damn I'm drunk\n[00:37.69] I need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk\n[00:40.43] When I get drunk I might act uncouth\n[00:43.18] But when I get drunk I always tell the truth\n[00:44.95] Yeah I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\n[00:47.62] I make hip-hop fans say yes yes\n[00:50.31] The liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\n[00:52.12] Hold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n[00:53.99] *Urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\n[00:56.67] Gettin all the ladies with my cool charm\n[00:58.45] When I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\n[01:01.24] Yeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n[01:04.82] Yeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, tash\n[01:12.95] Verse 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back I can feel the room spin\n[01:49.12] One too many, I reckon\n[01:51.84] Feelin I got ta earl, any second\n[01:53.68] Wanna get up but can't move, feels like I'm stuck in the groove\n[01:57.35] What the fuck was I tryin to prove?\n[01:59.13] I get a rep for downin four-o's\n[02:00.93] All the hoes knows them alkaholik bros\n[02:03.68] Niggaz call me dad I got a fifth in the trunk\n[02:05.45] Might fuck an ugly bitch but only when I'm drunk\n[02:11.55] Verse three: j-ro\n[02:13.37] Aight, think I'm feelin a little better\n[02:21.52] Ready to bust this, like this\n[02:23.31] And ya don't miss, check it out\n[02:25.11] I get drunk and start thinkin bout my friends\n[02:28.74] That passed on with every forty ounce the memory will last on\n[02:31.46] Black man muzzle, mike lee and suavey d\n[02:33.22] The three mc's will always live in my memories\n[02:35.93] We used to rock shows, we used to rock hoes\n[02:37.73] And drink forty-o's, and wear the same clothes\n[02:40.51] Damn I wish we 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I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\n I make hip-hop fans say yes yes\n The liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\n Hold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n *Urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\n Gettin all the ladies with my cool charm\n When I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\n Yeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n\n Yeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, tash\n\n Verse two: tash, e-swift\n\n It goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\n It's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\n Bust the one out, two out, [flips] type of rapper\n That'd get you our your seat quicker than a car jacker\n Slip a colt for the fever when I'm coolin with my people\n Got hoes in east columus like I'm billy dee wrinkle\n Cause I move like, I'm smooth like I'm harry belafonte\n Lookin for them niggaz that jumped my homey dante\n All up in this bitch with the gin and tanqueray\n Drink like mr. wendal smoke bud like dr. dre\n But that's cause I'm old enough to do that type of 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bust [i'm fucked]\n[00:06.71] Get up you gotta do your verse nigga\n[00:07.68] [Aight I'll try it] get up nigga!\n[00:08.56] Verse one: j-ro\n[00:09.42] I get drunk and I stumble to the phone\n[00:10.33] And conjure up a bitch to bone when I'm alone\n[00:13.01] Ohh shit, tow back, I need to take a piss\n[00:14.87] Only when I'm drunk I sing a song like this\n[00:17.59] My grandma and your grandma *urrp*\n[00:20.39] Sittin by the fire\n[00:22.19] Hold on, turn the beat off [nah, keep it goin\n[00:24.82] J-ro can you make it? ] I'm just not knowin\n[00:26.63] I get drunk and start talkin mo' shit\n[00:28.68] And when I got a gun in my hand you better get, out\n[00:31.35] Cause my brain just ain't what it used to be\n[00:34.04] Forget tryin to raionalize, cover your eyes\n[00:35.81] Ah d-*urrp*, damn I'm drunk\n[00:37.69] I need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk\n[00:40.43] When I get drunk I might act uncouth\n[00:43.18] But when I get drunk I always tell the truth\n[00:44.95] Yeah I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\n[00:47.62] I make hip-hop fans say yes yes\n[00:50.31] The liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\n[00:52.12] Hold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n[00:53.99] *Urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\n[00:56.67] Gettin all the ladies with my cool charm\n[00:58.45] When I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\n[01:01.24] Yeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n[01:04.82] Yeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, tash\n[01:12.95] Verse two: tash, e-swift\n[01:13.80] It goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\n[01:14.78] It's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\n[01:17.56] Bust the one out, two out, [flips] type of rapper\n[01:20.29] That'd get you our your seat quicker than a car jacker\n[01:22.04] Slip a colt for the fever when I'm coolin with my people\n[01:23.88] Got hoes in east columus like I'm billy dee wrinkle\n[01:26.52] Cause I move like, I'm smooth like I'm harry belafonte\n[01:28.35] Lookin for them niggaz 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shit\n Got damn I gotta piss I pass the mic to e-swift\n\n Yeah, I get drunk and can't nobody whoop me\n I'm trippin, must be the brew that I was sippin\n Kickin in, guess I shouldn'ta mixed it with the gin\n Cause when I'm layin on my back I can feel the room spin\n One too many, I reckon\n Feelin I got ta earl, any second\n Wanna get up but can't move, feels like I'm stuck in the groove\n What the fuck was I tryin to prove?\n I get a rep for downin four-o's\n All the hoes knows them alkaholik bros\n Niggaz call me dad I got a fifth in the trunk\n Might fuck an ugly bitch but only when I'm drunk\n\n Verse three: j-ro\n\n Aight, think I'm feelin a little better\n Ready to bust this, like this\n And ya don't miss, check it out\n\n I get drunk and start thinkin bout my friends\n That passed on with every forty ounce the memory will last on\n Black man muzzle, mike lee and suavey d\n The three mc's will always live in my memories\n We used to rock shows, we used to rock hoes\n And drink 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song like this\nMy grandma and your grandma *urrp*\nSittin by the fire\nHold on, turn the beat off [nah, keep it goin\nJ-ro can you make it? ] I'm just not knowin\nI get drunk and start talkin mo' shit\nAnd when I got a gun in my hand you better get, out\nCause my brain just ain't what it used to be\nForget tryin to raionalize, cover your eyes\nAh d-*urrp*, damn I'm drunk\nI need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk\nWhen I get drunk I might act uncouth\nBut when I get drunk I always tell the truth\nYeah I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\nI make hip-hop fans say yes yes\nThe liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\nHold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n*Urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\nGettin all the ladies with my cool charm\nWhen I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\nYeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n\nYeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, tash\n\nVerse two: tash, e-swift\n\nIt goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\nIt's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\nBust the one out, two out, [flips] type of rapper\nThat'd get you our your seat quicker than a car jacker\nSlip a colt for the fever when I'm coolin with my people\nGot hoes in east columus like I'm billy dee wrinkle\nCause I move like, I'm smooth like I'm harry belafonte\nLookin for them niggaz that jumped my homey dante\nAll up in this bitch with the gin and tanqueray\nDrink like mr. wendal smoke bud like dr. dre\nBut that's cause I'm old enough to do that type of shit\nGot damn I gotta piss I pass the mic to e-swift\n\nYeah, I get drunk and can't nobody whoop me\nI'm trippin, must be the brew that I was sippin\nKickin in, guess I shouldn'ta mixed it with the gin\nCause when I'm layin on my back I can feel the room spin\nOne too many, I reckon\nFeelin I got ta earl, any second\nWanna get up but can't move, feels like I'm stuck in the groove\nWhat the fuck was I tryin to prove?\nI get a rep for downin four-o's\nAll the hoes knows them alkaholik 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man]\n[00:04.07] Get up nigga, bust [i'm fucked]\n[00:06.71] Get up you gotta do your verse nigga\n[00:07.68] [Aight I'll try it] get up nigga!\n[00:08.56] Verse one: j-ro\n[00:09.42] I get drunk and I stumble to the phone\n[00:10.33] And conjure up a bitch to bone when I'm alone\n[00:13.01] Ohh shit, tow back, I need to take a piss\n[00:14.87] Only when I'm drunk I sing a song like this\n[00:17.59] My grandma and your grandma *urrp*\n[00:20.39] Sittin by the fire\n[00:22.19] Hold on, turn the beat off [nah, keep it goin\n[00:24.82] J-ro can you make it? ] I'm just not knowin\n[00:26.63] I get drunk and start talkin mo' shit\n[00:28.68] And when I got a gun in my hand you better get, out\n[00:31.35] Cause my brain just ain't what it used to be\n[00:34.04] Forget tryin to raionalize, cover your eyes\n[00:35.81] Ah d-*urrp*, damn I'm drunk\n[00:37.69] I need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk\n[00:40.43] When I get drunk I might act uncouth\n[00:43.18] But when I get drunk I always tell the truth\n[00:44.95] Yeah I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh\n[00:47.62] I make hip-hop fans say yes yes\n[00:50.31] The liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop\n[00:52.12] Hold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n[00:53.99] *Urrrrrrp* damn, false alarm\n[00:56.67] Gettin all the ladies with my cool charm\n[00:58.45] When I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\n[01:01.24] Yeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk\n[01:04.82] Yeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, tash\n[01:12.95] Verse two: tash, e-swift\n[01:13.80] It goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\n[01:14.78] It's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\n[01:17.56] Bust the one out, two out, [flips] type of rapper\n[01:20.29] That'd get you our your seat quicker than a car jacker\n[01:22.04] Slip a colt for the fever when I'm coolin with my people\n[01:23.88] Got hoes in east columus like I'm billy dee wrinkle\n[01:26.52] Cause I move like, I'm smooth like I'm harry 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drunk I always tell the truth\nYeah, I'm good, bad, dope nigga fresh\n\nMake hip-hop fans say \"Yes, yes\"\nTha Liks comin' through, told you we would blow up\nHold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n\nDamn, false alarm\nGettin' all the ladies with my cool charm\nWhen I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\nYeah, but only when I'm... drunk\n\nOnly when I'm drunk\nOnly when I'm drunk\n(Hurry, pass the forty to my nigga, Tan)\nOnly when I'm drunk\nOnly when I'm drunk\n\nIt goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\nIt's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\nBust the one apple, two apple (Blitz!)\nType of rapper that'll get you out your seat quicker than a carjacker\nSip a cold forty fever when I'm coolin' with my people\nGet hoes in East Columbus like I'm fuckin' in Rico\n'Cause I move like I'm smooth like I'm Harry Belafonte\n\nLookin' for y'all niggas that jumped my homie Dante\nAll up in this bitch with the gin and Tanqueray\nI drink like Mr. Wendal, smoke bud like Dr. Dre\n\nBut that's 'cause I'm old enough to do that type of shit\nGoddamn, I gotta piss, I'll pass the mic to Ees\n\nYeah, I get drunk and can't nobody whoop me\nI'm trippin', must be the brew that I was sippin' kickin' in\n\nGuess I shouldn't have mixed it with the gin\n'Cause when I'm layin' on my back I can feel the room spin\n\nOne too many, I reckon\nFeelin' like I can hurl any second\nWanna get up, but can't move\nFeels like I'm stuck in a groove\nWhat the fuck was I tryin' to prove?\nI gotta rep fo' down and fo' O's\nAll the hoes knows them Alkaholik bros\nNiggas call me Ned, I keep a fifth in the trunk\nMight fuck a ugly bitch, but only when I'm drunk\n\nYeah, only when I'm drunk\nOnly when I'm drunk\nOnly when I'm drunk\nOnly when I'm drunk\n\nAight, think I'm feelin' a lil' better\nReady to bust this like this\nAnd you don't miss\nCheck it out\n\nI get drunk and start thinkin' 'bout my friends that passed on\nWith every forty ounce, the memory we would last on\nBlack Man, Muzzle, Mike Lee, and Suave D\nThe three MCs will always live in my memories\nWe used to rock shows, we used to rock hoes\n\nDrink forty-O's and wear the same clothes\nDamn, I wish we could go through it again\nBut I know one day we gonna do it again\nAnd when that day comes, it's gonna be live\nBut I ain't in no hurry, so I don't drink and drive\n\nTha Alkaholiks, we gets funky when we're drinkin'\nJust a lil' somethin' to pump up the thinkin'\n\nOnly when we drunk\nOnly when we drunk\nOnly when we drunk\nOnly when we drunk\nOnly when we drunk\n\nBeer run!\nAnte up, nigga!\nPut the money in the hat!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Only When I'm Drunk - Rerecorded\n artist: Tha Alkaholiks\n album: Daaam!\n duration_ms: 214000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Yo, what's up, man?\n Get up, man, get up, nigga, fuck it, man\n I can't bust one\n Get up, nigga, it's your verse, nigga\n Alright, I'll try it\n Get up, nigga\n\n I get drunk and I stumble to the phone\n Conjure up a bitch to bone when I'm alone\n Shit, I'm tore back, I need to take a piss\n Only when I'm drunk I sing a song like this\n My grandma and yo' grandma\n\n Sittin' by the fire\n\n Hold on, turn that beat off\n (Nah, keep it goin', J-Ro, can you make it?)\n I'm just not knowin'\n\n I get drunk and start talkin' bullshit\n When I got a gun in my hand, you better get out\n 'Cause my brain just ain't what it used to be\n Forget tryin' to rationalize, cover your eyes\n I get... damn, I'm drunk\n I need a chunk, no, better yet a hunk of that funk\n When I get drunk I might act uncouth\n But when I get drunk I always tell the truth\n Yeah, I'm good, bad, dope nigga fresh\n\n Make hip-hop fans say \"Yes, yes\"\n Tha Liks comin' through, told you we would blow up\n Hold up, hold up, I think I gotta...\n\n Damn, false alarm\n Gettin' all the ladies with my cool charm\n When I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk\n Yeah, but only when I'm... drunk\n\n Only when I'm drunk\n Only when I'm drunk\n (Hurry, pass the forty to my nigga, Tan)\n Only when I'm drunk\n Only when I'm drunk\n\n It goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia\n It's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezer\n Bust the one apple, two apple (Blitz!)\n Type of rapper that'll get you out your seat quicker than a carjacker\n Sip a cold forty fever when I'm coolin' with my people\n Get hoes in East Columbus like I'm fuckin' in Rico\n 'Cause I move like I'm smooth like I'm Harry Belafonte\n\n Lookin' for y'all niggas that jumped my homie Dante\n All up in this bitch with the gin and Tanqueray\n I drink like Mr. Wendal, smoke bud like Dr. Dre\n\n But that's 'cause I'm old enough to do that type of shit\n Goddamn, I gotta piss, I'll pass the mic to Ees\n\n Yeah, I get drunk and can't nobody whoop me\n I'm trippin', must be the brew that I was sippin' kickin' in\n\n Guess I shouldn't have mixed it with the gin\n 'Cause when I'm layin' on my back I can feel the room spin\n\n One too many, I reckon\n Feelin' like I can hurl any second\n Wanna get up, but can't move\n Feels like I'm stuck in a groove\n What the fuck was I tryin' to prove?\n I gotta rep fo' down and fo' O's\n All the hoes knows them Alkaholik bros\n Niggas call me Ned, I keep a fifth in the trunk\n Might fuck a ugly bitch, but only when I'm drunk\n\n Yeah, only when I'm drunk\n Only when I'm drunk\n Only when I'm drunk\n Only when I'm drunk\n\n Aight, think I'm feelin' a lil' better\n Ready to bust this like this\n And you don't miss\n Check it out\n\n I get drunk and start thinkin' 'bout my friends that passed on\n With every forty ounce, the memory we would last on\n Black Man, Muzzle, Mike Lee, and Suave D\n The three MCs will always live in my memories\n We used to rock shows, we used to rock hoes\n\n Drink forty-O's and wear the same clothes\n Damn, I wish we could go through it again\n But I know one day we gonna do it again\n And when that day comes, it's gonna be live\n But I ain't in no hurry, so I don't drink and drive\n\n Tha Alkaholiks, we gets funky when we're drinkin'\n Just a lil' somethin' to pump up the thinkin'\n\n Only when we drunk\n Only when we drunk\n Only when we drunk\n Only when we drunk\n Only when we drunk\n\n Beer run!\n Ante up, nigga!\n Put the money in the hat!\n"}]