Daaam!

Alkaholiks got the beats that'll make you say (Daaam!)

Alkaholiks got the freestyle to make you say (Daaam!)

Alkaholiks got the rhymes that'll make you say (Daaam!)

Every time I make a jam, make you wanna say (Daaam!)

E-Swift test the rocket launcher

Let's blow up the spot, show 'em what we got for the ninety-flow shot

I'm the brown bomber, droppin' verbal SCUD's

I write rhymes while my mama peel the skin off the spuds

This ain't baseball, naw, the Liks won't slump

So make room for the crew with beats that hump

Yo, I'm the baddest man with a hit since Willie Mays

I'm playin' for the A's, OG was right 'cause rhyme pays

I walk through a rainstorm, I didn't even get wet

I was bailin' through hell, I didn't even bust a sweat

So you must have a loco-motive, I mean a crazy reason

To wanna step up, it's sucker punk season

Bring it on, young one, so you can get done

I got more styles than the miles to the sun

Ninety-three killion, five-thousand flows

And here's one more for the hoes

Tha Alkaholiks got beats that'll make you say (Daaam!)

Tha Alkaholiks got freaks that'll make you say (Daaam!)

Tha Alkaholiks got rhymes that'll make you say (Daaam!)

Every time I make a jam, make you wanna say (Daaam!)

Tha Alkaholiks got beats that'll make you say (Daaam!)

Tha Alkaholiks got freaks that'll make you say (Daaam!)

Tha Alkaholiks got rhymes that'll make you say (Daaam!)

Every time I make a jam, make you wanna say (Daaam!)

Yeah, Alkaholiks for '94

Makin' more dutch than Ross Perot

Check it out, yeah

Like that

Xzibit all in your grill

That's that **** Xzibit, yeah

'Cause in '94

It's all about the flows, the hoes, and the forty-oh's, ****

Kick your dopest rhyme, I'll break it up like 3rd Bass

I'm from the crew that sets it off by sprayin' beer in your face

So the '94 to them, I pour my **** that remember

Means I'm steppin' to the mic with lyrics colder than December

The liquidator with the hardcore demeanor

Bustin' out the perpetrators, I see through 'em like a Zima

So I'm never caught between a hard place and a rock

'Cause I kill rhyme bandits bare-handed like Mr. Spock

I told chief not to start no beef

He tried to shoot me with his gun, I caught the bullet with my teeth

'Cause I'm stronger than the bull that's on the Schlitz malt liquor

Hittin' up your cities with the Alkaholik sticker

'Cause I feel like bustin' loose

It's the wicked pain inflictor with the Mickey's deuce deuce

Droppin' rhymes on the boulder on the twenty-one and older

It's with your mama with my picture tattooed on her shoulder

So rap artists, get ready to rumble

'Cause I got lyrics up my sleep that slam harder than Mutumbo

I heard your demo tape, that shit was faker than a scam

While I be droppin' shit that make you say

Tha Alkaholiks got the beats that'll make you say (Daaam!)

Tha Alkaholiks got the freaks that'll make you say (Daaam!)

Tha Alkaholiks got the flows that'll make you say (Daaam!)

Tha Alkaholiks got the hoes that'll make you say (Daaam!)

Tha Alkaholiks got the beats that'll make you say (Daaam!)

Tha Alkaholiks got the freaks that'll make you say (Daaam!)

Tha Alkaholiks got the flows that'll make you say (Daaam!)

Tha Alkaholiks got the hoes that'll make you say (Daaam!)

I've been told that my style is so cold, it make your nose run

And J, I make the ladies say (Make money, money)

I used to have a curl, but I cut my shit real low

'Cause every weekend, I had a spin on the pillow

Watts, Willowbrook, even shook when I took

A fresh ass hook out my notebook

I love sports

I even watch soccer and the girls on the tennis courts

You try to tackle me, you couldn't make me fall

'Cause I been movin' ahead since the day I learned to crawl

Y'all, aw, shit, let me make a wish

I wish all the punk emcees turned to fish

So I could just hook 'em, take 'em home, and cook 'em

That's how I floss, yo, pass the hot sauce

When I walk down the streets, I leave my feet prints

In the concrete 'cause I'm fat meanin' I'm so complete

Like a freak on a elevator, I'ma fuck you up

It's the Ro, with the inebriated flow

I hate to boast, but I'm the host with most

And I'm ghost, here's a toast to my peoples from coast-to-coast

It's like that (Daaam!)

It's like, uh, it's like that (Daaam!)

It's like, uh, it's like that (Daaam!)

It's like, uh, it's like that (Daaam!)

Word up, Alkaholiks (Daaam!)

X to the Z, Xzibit (Daaam!)

In the motherfuckin' place (Yeah) (Daaam!)

Let me shout it out once, once, once (Daaam!)

To my **** King Tee, you don't stop (Daaam!)

To my **** Diamond D, you don't stop (Daaam!)

To my **** DJ Pooh, you don't stop (Daaam!)

To my **** J-Ro, you don't stop (Daaam!)

To that **** E-Swift, you don't stop

To that **** D Pimp, you don't stop

To my **** all across the board

This is how it go and I won't leave you sore (Daaam!)

Uh, the freestyle flow dicks

Rico's in the house and I'm from the fuckin' Liks

Don't perpetrate or you get perpetrated

Rico's in the house, yes, yes, I liquidate

The whole set up, your whole damn crew'll get wet up