Anotha Round

[J-Ro]<br>Yeah, it`s the return of three drunk mothafuckas<br>Huh, yeah, it`s Tha Liks<br>We gots Stan the guitar man in the house<br>Mothaclucka, uh, uh<br><br>[J-Ro]<br>I`m sick like a sore throat swallow, drunk act to follow<br>I`ll make the whole bottle hollow (what a ride!)<br>Rollin` wit` a open container, and one in the chamber<br>Ten Likwit CD`s in the changer<br>Bettin` wages on the Lakers; yo` squad is in danger<br>Hoes go two ways these days like my pager<br>Say Hoe, my name is J-Ro, oh, you didn`t know? (no)<br>Well, fuck you then!<br>I hang with cats, who chase rats, and kick tats<br>Hit the eightball like Minnesota fats<br>Got more ? than biceps, relax<br>Pure hoes jockin` in the studio flats<br>When I`m in the house, take off the wave cap for hats<br>Got scully from a hoochie, with lips like Da Brat<br>Raised in the valley of the shadow of death<br>So I fear none, time to anty up for the beer run<br><br>[Chorus]<br>We are Tha Alkaholiks<br>It`s last call, can we get anotha round?<br>We are Tha Alkaholiks<br>And I know ya like the way it`s goin` down<br><br>[Tash]<br>So all the ladies to the Limo, it`s Tha Alkaholik car pool<br>Lyrics bang from thirty feet to blow y`all niggas off your bar stool<br>We back, to wet`cha, the flawless, the wallus<br>Regardless of your colors, Tha Liks are Alkaholiks<br><br>[Tha Liks]<br>We the same three niggas that be makin` the noise<br>Doin` donuts in Ferraris, like some drunk hot boys<br><br>[Tash]<br>Do or die fool! Straight from the home of where we spark from<br>Where the weed`ll leave ya dizzy like a tranquelizer dart gun<br>The L, not to be confused with Tinsletown<br>Well, I made a million dollars off this shit I penciled down<br>Flashy Tashy, be gunnin` from the worsest alliance<br>And when I die, I`ma donate all my verses to science<br>Do the tango, while rappers get strangled by the lone-shark<br>You be ridin` niggas dick, that`s why you never make your own mark<br>I`m sober and justice, why this is my year<br>Screamin` "Party over here, fuck y`all over there!"<br>(Party over here, fuck y`all over there!)<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[J-Ro]<br>King Tee started it off, and then came Tha Liks<br>Then Xzibit added hot done proda to the mix<br>Then Defari, "Hey you!" Comin` through, Likwit Crew<br>And ? gets the broom, who can sin it?<br>Who can sin it? Twisted and been it, but if the funk ain`t in it<br>My DJ always submitted to spin it<br>If I said that I meant it, don`t get`cha mouth pin it in ?<br>We feelin` with a penny, represent it<br><br>[Tash]<br>Aiyyo re-pre-sent, yo`, re-si-dence<br>If it don`t say Likwit, then you won`t get bent<br>Aiyyo, dollars and cents, make the world just awkward<br>Got niggas in the hood, livin` next to their doctor<br>I`m a rowdy, mic-rocker, since the age of twenty-two<br>In the video, flossin`, like "This could be you"<br>Likwit Crew, do it up, `til the wheels fall off<br>Unlike these other niggas that had it and lost it<br>We stayed in the game, stayed hot, turned up the flame<br>{*"Y`all know the name!" -> Pharoahe Monch*}<br><br>[Chorus 2x]