Tha Alkaholiks lyrics
Tha Alkaholiks lyrics
"Contents Unda Pressure Lyrics"
Shoppong For Girls Lyrics
Between the dead ring ash of extreme defense The lonely groups of company boys Snapping pictures of scrawny limbs and toothy grins These are children riding naked on their tourist pals While the hollows that pass for eyes swell from withdrawal As he lies on a mattress in a rat infested room Talking 'bout his family and the cold back home Between the dull cold eyes and the mind unstable No one over here reads the papers pal 'Tween the dull cold eyes and the mind unst
Between the dead ring ash of extreme defense The lonely groups of company boys Snapping pictures of scrawny limbs and toothy grins These are children riding naked on their tourist pals While the hollows that pass for eyes swell from withdrawal As he lies on a mattress in a rat infested room Talking 'bout his family and the cold back home Between the dull cold eyes and the mind unstable No one over here reads the papers pal 'Tween the dull cold eyes and the mind unst
Verse One: J-Ro
I'm the beer rational outta national
My cash flow is thick like mashed potato-oes in the gravy
Wsup wavy, thanks to my homey King Tee-la
the host wit the most, Im coast to coast like Aunt Peela
the Cowboys beat the Steelers so nigga where's my $50
boom bap to your cap if your eyes is lookin shiftee
In this game of rappin your ass will never win
and let you play b-b rickers wit Quik, Suge and Mack 10
who need to come join these words like conjunction
a friend before I bring the end to your bodily functions
when I speak I go deep, like when I'm stabbin it
You comin up empty like your Mother Hubbard's cabinet
Cause you keep comin wit rhymes guns so deeply
Example is the school of mankind niggaz so peep me
you Range-Rovin, Tommy Hil and bustin glocks
while I'm in the studio bustin lyrics in my socks
and the A-C is broken, no jokin
we got the worm witout the coke-in
the fuckin D
The Modern Things Lyrics
All the modern things Like cars and such Have always existed They've just been waiting in a mountain For the right moment Listening to the irritating noises Of dinosaurs and people Dabbling outside All the modern things Have always existed They've just been waiting To come out And multiply And take over It's their turn now
AT machine is smokin All the modern things Like cars and such Have always existed They've just been waiting in a mountain For the right moment Listening to the irritating noises Of dinosaurs and people Dabbling outside All the modern things Have always existed They've just been waiting To come out And multiply And take over It's their turn now
The pizza still aint here, we out of beer
and I think this motherfuckin engineer is a queer
and my dip is blowin up my hip whats up honey
(eh J-Ro the land lord really wants his money)
AWW shit
Chorus
Contents under pressure, contents under pressure
I hope for the best and expect the worst
get stress off my chest everytime I bust a verse
Verse Two: Tash
Ain't no describin
the way that Tash be feelin when he's vibin
be feelin like a deadly secret agent on assignment
dont fuck wit microfilms, I want the microphones and tables
that some niggaz stole while I was at a meeting wit my label
cuz Tash will rock your cradle wit the fatal rhymes that pound
put you down cuz your lyrics suck more than Divine Brown
while Im off that Royal Crown gettin party at the Atmospheric
wit the 40's and the Hennesy to get yall in the spirit
so bounce to the lyrics of the noble Likwit warrior
Can't See Useless Lyrics
We were both cast forth from the same pale hand And we both moved freely in the shadowlands And we both were sculpted by the same cold wind And we both had armor that was made of tin And I tried to find you, but it's useless And I tried to speak, but it was useless And I felt so bad and I didn't know why And it didn't get better as time went by I was there for you, but you turned away And I tried to find you, but you turned away And I tried to find you, but it's usel
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get the stress out or try to maintain like X and Gloria We were both cast forth from the same pale hand And we both moved freely in the shadowlands And we both were sculpted by the same cold wind And we both had armor that was made of tin And I tried to find you, but it's useless And I tried to speak, but it was useless And I felt so bad and I didn't know why And it didn't get better as time went by I was there for you, but you turned away And I tried to find you, but you turned away And I tried to find you, but it's usel
poundin your surroundin stuffin at you from the Liks
styles harder to decode than grafitti on the bricks
so read my tag and weep, while I drive you off the deep
wit the Alkie style that rock you and made Quantum wanna leap
cuz Tash in the streets plays for keeps on micros
its the never ending quest for west coast rap titles
Chorus
Verse Three: J-Ro, E-Swift, Tash
Yo I walk in the place, kicks un-laced
wit a bitter beer face, (a 40?) naw a whole case
wit flows like these, we not your average MC's
we be the drunken masters of ceremonies
these rappers come out hard then turn fake like rayon
put I choose to stick to the streets like a crayon
in order to go pop, we'd have to stop comin fresher
Contents under pressure....
And there ain't no tellin when we bout to explode
like tall cans in the freezer when they get too cold
we gotta title to h
Juana Lyrics
Ella sabia bordar telara?as ella sabia usar todas sus ma?as pero.. no sabia vivir Ella podia estar calladita podia vestirse solita pero.. no podia vivir Ella queria que todo fluyeraella queria que el no se fuera yahora... no quiere vivir Le digo Juana las penas calan pero no sigas hundida en este delirio ries y pende tu alma de un hilo Juana se te abre el alama no pienses siempre en los da?os tantos reclamos
old, west coast ghetto gold Ella sabia bordar telara?as ella sabia usar todas sus ma?as pero.. no sabia vivir Ella podia estar calladita podia vestirse solita pero.. no podia vivir Ella queria que todo fluyeraella queria que el no se fuera yahora... no quiere vivir Le digo Juana las penas calan pero no sigas hundida en este delirio ries y pende tu alma de un hilo Juana se te abre el alama no pienses siempre en los da?os tantos reclamos
more than half a million know these beats got soul
we still under pressure, thats my motivation
to let this drunk technique leak thru out the nation
Im stressed out, for weeks wit no sleep
and no roll in the studio cuz I know this shits gotta blow
When you see me on the mic we go buck for buck
We only battle decent niggaz, so be glad y'all suck
Cause if I take ten steps and turn around I'll destroy ya
Cause my style be up in niggaz like I'm Oscar De La Hoya
The crew you got before ya, Tash the top gunner
so try to stay on float while the current pulls you under
Cause read what it stands fool, like on the bulletin
wit skills they couldnt teach your ass at Cal State Fulleton
I'm in the zone like the Bulls at home
wit mad stains on my shirt from all the beer and foam
Cause the crew wit all the brew, buries squads like treasures
Wit the Hennessee and Coke tryin to deal wit life's pressure