Read My Lips

[Intro]
Back once again to wet up the whole area
Check my style out

[Verse 1: 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 and step up to fuck with
I call you up and send you as a gift to Hieroglyph
Cause the Liks got lyric tricks dating back to '86
While my thousand dollar system still busts the pause mix
So my style be coming at you more deadly than a cobra
With these niggas on my mind like "Is he drunk or is he sober?"
Mind your biz while I rise like fizz
To the tip - I slam like the fish that saved Pitt
Not to be fucked with, under any circumstances
And I don't have to sing to send these bitches into trances

[Chorus: E-Swift]
I give the party people what they like
Something hype to keep them rocking all night
I give the party people what they like
Something hype to keep them rocking all night
I give the party people what they like
Something hype to keep them rocking all night
I give the party people what they like
Something hype to keep them rocking all night

[Verse 2: J-Ro]
Next it's the man freaking funky flow flexes
Busting 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-A-H-O-L-I-K-S
Coming like new pimps humps and stress to your chest
J to the R-O just rocking on
I keep the party popping till 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
We kick it wicked, so you can get addicted
To the hip-hop that we drop, get with the liquid

[Chorus: E-Swift]
I give the party people what they like
Something hype to keep them rocking all night
I give the party people what they like
Something hype to keep them rocking all night
I give the party people what they like
Something hype to keep them rocking all night
I give the party people what they like
Something hype to keep them rocking all night

[Verse 3: J-Ro & Tash]
Punk emcees get bent, I'll leave a dent in what you sent
I got the city covered like a motherfucking tent
Some say I rap funny, give my money to the needy
The way I get busy will get you dizzy like a beedi
I hang with thugs I'm like drugs so why try me
I'm swift like Ozzie Smith, your flow ain't going by me
He's a suffering succotash, throw him in the trash
Showing you the man that'll boom bash
I fold emcees up like money it ain't funny
When I leave them in the corner broke up like crash dummies
Get a doctor to shock the volts to the chest
For the cardiac arrest, fucking with the freshest
Cause even on your best, I leave you lifeless
Cause I'm colder than a 40 straight out the ice chest
So it's easy to distinguish who drunk the Olde English
Cause it stays in my system till I drain it out my...

[Outro]
(argument with girl)
How many alcoholics we got here in the house? *cheer*
How many pot-heads we got? *cheer*
Same fucking assholes