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Uhhh, uh! It`s gonna be that, it`s fat Ah one-two and a I can`t hold it in I gotta let it all out (ya don`t stop) Let it all out, let it all out (ya don`t stop) I can`t hold it in I gotta let it all out (do the wop) Let it all out (hip-hop, what?) [Tash] Anything you could do I could do fresher When I`m on the microphone I rock the shit without no pressure Cause I snuck my forty ouncer past the bouncer with the stun gun I gots to get some lyrics off my chest so let me run one Cause who`s bad? Not Michael Jackson when I asked him I even rock the mic for seven days with Toni Braxtion It`s the Liks, rockin like a six point six So while I be scoopin bitches you rush the skin flicks [J-Ro] For reals, I gots more skills than an occupation center I got your girl cookin my dinner Action, lights and cameras ain`t needed Oh jeezus, the nigga that be gettin rappers heated I`m J-Ro, and my style is darker than a mole My rhyme is so hot you got to stop drop and roll I used to wear Releases, I hate police to pieces Oh jeezus, my style is sick like pork greases Chorus: And now I can`t holt it in I gotta let it all out Let it all out, let it all out (relieve yourself) And now I can`t holt it in I gotta let it all out Let it all out (relieve yourself) And now I can`t holt it in I gotta let it all out Let it all out, let it all out (relieve yourself) And now I can`t holt it in I gotta let it all out Let it all out [J-Ro] I get in em when I sin em, the Alkaholik venom I fold your clothes with your body still in em The rhymes I got, hit like Ronnie Lott The only way you take my spot is with a shot I grab rappers by the hand and make sure they understand That they can`t sway J-Ro the man A nigga who stays, in the old school ways And just like Subways, I can make your days We got more soul than James Brown and platform Adidas The Likwit crew, we comin new like a fetus So run tell your granny, your pops and your girl Niggaz like me gonna rule the world So all aboard the J-Ro train to FunkyTown Express from the West so it`s best that I clown [Tash] I bust the Guinness styles out on down to Beck`s brew I got more fame than Dana Dane I hold mics like Donahue Cause I`m committed, admit it, you was Too Legit to Quit it Dancin with toilets now you can`t get busy with it WIth the vintage Olde Gold gettin dusty in the cellar I throw my shit deeper than Jeff Hostettler So yo what you got, cause god DAMN it`s hot It`s the rough rhyme announcer up in your night spot So ease up off my line, and let me rhyme I lose you like the jewelry that that bitch can`t find Call me E.T., but yo, it don`t take a secret psychic Cause even in the future I`ma freak it when I mic it Chorus [J-Ro] I can`t hold it in my friend the Liks get the most clout We be scorin points like Michael Irvin on the post route Don`t bring me to the party, because I just spoil it I be earlin on your rug I won`t make it to the toilet [E-Swift] I can`t hold it in I gotta speak my mind I usually crack a brew when it`s time to rhyme Bust my flows for my homies and I`m proud to admit I was rockin beats when Kangol`s was the shit [Tash] AIyyo, I can`t hold it in it`s like the smoke from the reefer I called this girl a bitch now she thinks she Queen Latifah But the roughneck toughneck waits to conversate Cause all she`ll ever be to me is just a bitch from out of state [J-Ro} I can`t hold it in I get fly from the get go My rhymes`ll hit you high my man Tash will come and get low I get so, lifted like three clones of Moses Malone Standin on the top of Too Tall Jones [E-Swift] I can`t hold it in cause I just can`t bear it I`m sick of all these wack niggaz gettin all the merit So slow down the mic it`s slippery when it`s wet I see a gang of spit and ain`t hear nothin fresh yet Chorus Yo what`s up it`s Tha Alkaholiks for ninety-four I can`t can`t hold it in I got ta let it all out Well let me tell y`all motherfuckers Alkaholiks is in this motherfucker for ninety-four, and we ain`t goin nowhere, so just sit your ass down, and relieve it Yo let me tell y`all motherfuckers one thing before I jet out nigga It`s a Alkaholiks party, and at an Alkaholik party, somebody got to...
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