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Read my lips


Back once again to wet up the whole area

Check my style out

Verse One: Tash

Read my lips, my dick be makin bitches leave tips

Castin shadows over battles like a lunar eclipse

Cause the man that makes you jump like you the grand prize winner of a Lexus

I'm back again to test your reflexes

If you don't think I can flow then you can ask E-Swift

If you don't believe Swift then you can call Steve Griff

If you don't believe Griff then step up to fuck with I

Call you up and send you as a gift to hieroglyph

Cause the Liks got lyric tricks datin back to eighty-six

While my thousand dollar system still busts the pause mix

So my style be comin at you more deadlin than a cobra

With these niggaz on my mind like is he drunk or is he sober

Mind your biz while I rhymes like Biz to the tent

I slam like a fifth that stays hidden

Not to be fucked with, under any circumstances

And I don't have to sing to send these bitches into trances

Chorus: E-Swift (repeat 4X)

I give the party people what they like

Somethin hype, to keep em rockin all night

Verse Two: J-Ro

Next it's, the man freakin funky flow flexes

Bustin in my All Day I Dream About Sexes

Walk into your living room there I am

Stroll to your kitchen there I am

Run to your backyard hmm there I am

Everywhere you look there goes the Ro-gram

That's why you hate me, you can't escape me

You can't even erase me off your tape

We the A-L-K, H-O-L-I-K-S

Comin like new pimps humps and stress to your chest

J, to the R-O, just rockin on

I keep the party poppin til a new day is born

The Alkaholik name won't change not a bit

I told you on the last skit dick you can't tell me shit


Read my lips /

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