Make Room

Verse One: J-Ro<br><br>I knock em knock em out the park when other rappers are hitting bunts<br>I`m a togger not a fogger step on hunts and don`t do stunts<br>I got SOUL POWER never took a cold shower<br>Never had a girlfriend the color of cooking flour<br>You can call me sleazy cuz my rhymes are kinda greasy<br>Some brothers wear curls, cuz it ain`t easy being peasy<br>Like a Kung-Fu flick, I stick you in the dick, with my toothpick<br>Tell em Rick ("You hit them harder than a fuckin brick")<br>I like clothes and hoes but like em better in the sheets<br>I rock more beats than Jesse Owens ran track meets]<br>Amazing feets move, they happen everyday<br>When the Ro to the J bring his ass out to play<br>I weight one-eighty but I`m, fat<br>I ki-uh-kick up dust when I bust like a cap<br>Tha Alkaholik crew, and what we`re here to do<br>Is rock a show, knock a hoe, and crack another brew<br><br>Chorus:<br><br>Make room, for the crew with beats that thump (3x)<br>Tunes hittin hard enough to ditch your trunk<br>It`s the Liks baby, it`s the Liks (4x)<br><br>Verse Two: Tash<br><br>The super, duper, gets it poppin with the quickness<br>King Tee and the Alkies straight gettin down to business<br>It`s all about the Liks cause we`re heavy on the kicks<br>But we`re easy on the treble (adjust my mic level)<br>So fools can here me mic checkin all the way in China<br>The skills you can`t front on, Tha Alkaholik rhymer<br>Could rip a show up to` up so I always flex my talents<br>but my words don`t be slurrin, I never lose my balance<br>But that`s cause I`m slick tossin bottles like a discus<br>The Liks could rock a party from Halloween to Christmas<br>That`s why I`m screamin on MC`s like I`m Onyx<br>I`m hooked on gin and tonics like your momma`s Hooked on Phonics<br>So when we steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew<br>Niggaz better make way for the Alkaholik crew<br>When we`re steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew<br>Niggaz better make way for the Alkaholik crew<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Verse Three: J-Ro<br><br>First you gotta have respect, money comes next<br>After you get THOSE, come the hoes and the sex<br>Girl you keep askin bout the niggaz in my crew<br>Yeah I`m down with Pooh, but what`s up with me and you<br>Cause I don`t give a fuck whose your cousin who could fuck<br>Cause I just wanna fuck, damn I wanna fuck<br>So unlock the gate and MAKE ROOM for the heavyweight rapper<br>The slim light skinned coochie slapper<br>Pull over to the side so I can roll up the indo<br>Got the bitch head bumpin on the front window<br>Wham, bam, I spanked you ma`am<br>I wonder how they make these rubbers from the skin of a lamb<br>I blow into the mic when I check it<br>Had hoes gettin naked way before I made a record<br>I smoked a gang of liquor, I drink a gang of boom<br>Like Ted, I gotta zoom zoom so make room<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Outro: Tash, J-Ro<br><br>Ah yeah, ah yeah, Tha Alkaholiks<br>Yo, before we bail<br>We gotta give a shout out to the crew that gets the party poppin<br>Tha Alkaholik crew<br><br>Old English is in the house, and uhh<br>What about Mickey`s? is in the house, and uhh<br>St. Ide`s is in the house, and uhh<br>Crazy Horse is in the house, and uhh<br>Genuine Draft is in the house, and uhh<br>What about Red Bull is in the house, and uhh<br>Colt .45 is in the house, and uhh<br>King Cobra ain`t in the house, and uhh<br>*bottle smashes*