Bottoms Up - Tha Alkaholiks

Intro：tash
Yes yes yes yes yes yeah he ha ha ha
Back to drown ya'll motherf**kaz
Who we got we got we got
We got the liks we got the liks we got the liks
Cause mc's in ninety five mc's in ninety five
Mc's in ninety five that think they rock like
Mc's in ninety five mc's in ninety five
Mc's in ninety five that swear they rock live
Mc's in ninety five they need way more rehearsin
They write they booty kyrics then they add they little curse in
You're not a true hip hop person
Spend a little time with your rhymes and quit makin wack versions
I send this s**t out to all them n***az from that group
With the ninety minute demo sounding just like snoop
You better bizzay your a*s up out my rhyme zone
Fore I leave you on the ground broke up like pine cones
You're rootin and tootin but ain't did no shootin
While the freshest hip hop it curses verses like a wicked witch
Disaster cock the rhyme flows back to kill
To get me out your system takes more than golden seal
Cause I bust so many flows I gotta file my s**t in columns
While mc's be goin down like olympiads that slalom rock bottom
I got em left without no watchers
While I be housin n***az like they put up for adoption
I rock loaded I never get promoted
But through the b******t my crew stays devoted
While you be bustin lyrics bout the funs y'all n***az toted
I'll be standin like a b boy with both arms folded
But no exucses I still get the loosest
When rico's in the house tryin to grab the mic and juice this
So back the f**k up like we told you last time
Cause it's the liks in the house with the ninety five rhymes
repeat 4x
We can do out thing
We can do our thing
Bottoms up
Verse two：j ro
I wake up kill a roach call the homies hit some weights
Reminesce about the shows we did in fourty eight states
Banned in the rest but we was on tour with who
De la and quest we made the crowd say yes
Yes
Now it's like f**k make room move your a*s out my way
Bay bee bay bee
With all these h*es around clwon why you wanna bang
Let's have a celebration like kool and the gang
I bring it all the way back like a punk return
I rock some spots and call more shots than chick hearns
The only mc I like is amante
I was drinkin asi spumante wit cha auntie
Bust them lyrics shots from the akg
When it comes to style and finesse I'm the epitome
Hit a beat make em all retire flyer
Higher than a jet like stet I'm on fire
Causin pain like a runaway train you don't stop
Drop the track now watch it flow back to the top
I'm the j r o not j e r u
And you know what we came to do bottoms up
Verse three：king tee
When you hear screams that means king tee walked in
The advertisement and that n***a's bent
Raise up off the wall B*****s last call
Ready for the ruckus pushin motherf**kers off the stage
Teela's got a brand new gauge
So make room for the crew with beats that
I got a complex I guess I bust best with stress
A mess don't bring that s**t to the west cause
Uhhh I bring drama like jeffery dahmer
Choppin up mc's with they mama
Ah hah oops I made a funny with the dozens
The one est who busts rough rhymes for the cousins
Super n***a's comin faster than a bullet
Leapin over buildings wavin at the children
And don't even trip cause the alkaholiks funk don't cease
Tash I'm up out this piece
Repeat until fades