Daaam!

Daaam! - Tha Alkaholiks

Intro chorus: j-ro

Verse one: j-ro

E-swift test the rockey launcher lets blow up the spot

Show em what we got for the ninety-flow shot

I'm the brown bomber droppin verbal scuds

I write rhymes while my momma peel the skin off the spuds

This ain't baseball naw the liks won't slump

So make room for the crew with beats the jump

Yo I'm the baddest man with a hit since willie mays

I'm playin for the as o g was right cause rhyme pays

I walk through a rainstorm I didnt even get wet

I was bailing through hell I didnt even bust a sweat

So you must have a locomotive I mean a crazy reason

To wanna step up its sucker punk season

Bring it on young one so you can get done

I got mo styles than the miles to the sun

Ninety-three million five thousand flows

And heres one more for the hoes

Chorus 2x: j-ro (beats freaks rhymes jam)

Interlude: xzibit

Geyeah alkaholiks for ninety-fo

Makin more dutch than ross perot

Check it out yeah

Like that xzibit all in your grill

Hah thats that ni**a xzibit yeah

Cause in ninety-four

Its all about the flowws the hoes

And the forty-os ni**a

Verse two: xzibit

Kick your dopest rhyme Ill break it up like 3rd bass

I'm from the crew that sets it off by sprayin beer in your face

So the ninety-four to them I put my niggaz that remember

Means I'm steppin to the mic with lyrics colder than december

The liquidator with the hardcore demanors

Bustin out the perpetrators I see through em like a zima

So I'm never caught between a hard place and a rock

Cause I kill rhyme bandits bare handed like mr spock

I told chief not to start no beef

He tried to shoot me with his gun I caught the bullet with my teeth

Cause I'm stronger than the bull thats on the schlitz malt liquor

Hittin up your cities with the alkaholik sticker

Cause I feel like bustin loose

Its the wicked pain inflictor with the mickeys deuce deuce

Droppin rhymes like a boulder on the twenty-one and older

Thats what your momma with my picture tattooes on her shoulder

So rap artists get ready to rumble

Cause I got lyrics up my sleeve that slam harder than mutumbo

I heard your demo tape that sh*t was faker than a scam

While I be droppin sh*t that make you say

Chorus 2x: tash (beats freaks flows hoes)

Verse three: j-ro

I've been told that my style is so cold it make your nose run and j

I make the ladies say make money money

I used to have a curl but I cut my sh*t real low

Cause every weekend I had a spin on the pillow

Watts willabrooke even shook when I took

A fresh-a** hook out my notebook

Dan-na-dah dan-na-dah *espn theme* I love sports

I even watch soccer and the girls on the tennis courts

You try to tackle me you couldn't make me fall

Cause I been movin ahead since the day I learned to crawl

Yall aww sh*t let me make a wish

I wish all the punk mcs turn to fish

So I could just hook em take em home and cook em

Thats how I floss yo pass the hot sauce

When I walk down the streets I leave my feetprints

In the concrete cause I'm fat meaning I'm so complete

Like a freak on an elevator ima f**k you up

Its the ro with the inebiriated flow

I hate to boast but I'm the host with most

And I'm ghost heres a toast to my peoples from coast to coast

Outro: xzibit tash

To my ni**a king tee you don't stop

To my ni**a diamond d you don't stop

To my ni**a dj pooh you don't stop

To my ni**a j-ro you don't stop

To that ni**a e-swift you don't stop

To that ni**a d pimp you don't stop

To my ni**a all across the board

This is how it go and I won't leave you sore

Uh the freestyle flow dicks

Ricos in the house and I'm from the f**kin liks

Don't perpetrate or you get perpetrated

Ricos in the house yes yes my niggaz made

The whole set up your whole damn crewll get wet up

Nineteeen ninety-four in the house we won't let up

Yes the freestyle flow on and on