Текст песни Tha Alkaholiks - Mary Jane 12"
Tha Alkaholiks - Mary Jane 12" слова песни
Uh!Uhhh, uh!It`s gonna be that, it`s fatAh one-two and aI can`t hold it in I gotta let it all out (ya don`t stop)Let it all out, let it all out (ya don`t stop)I can`t hold it in I gotta let it all out (do the wop)Let it all out (hip-hop, what?)[Tash]Anything you could do I could do fresherWhen I`m on the microphone I rock the shit without no pressureCause I snuck my forty ouncer past the bouncer with the stun gunI gots to get some lyrics off my chest so let me run oneCause who`s bad? Not Michael Jackson when I asked himI even rock the mic for seven days with Toni BraxtionIt`s the Liks, rockin like a six point sixSo while I be scoopin bitches you rush the skin flicks[J-Ro]For reals, I gots more skills than an occupation centerI got your girl cookin my dinnerAction, lights and cameras ain`t neededOh jeezus, the nigga that be gettin rappers heatedI`m J-Ro, and my style is darker than a moleMy rhyme is so hot you got to stop drop and rollI used to wear Releases, I hate police to piecesOh jeezus, my style is sick like pork greasesChorus:And now I can`t holt it in I gotta let it all outLet it all out, let it all out (relieve yourself)And now I can`t holt it in I gotta let it all outLet it all out (relieve yourself)And now I can`t holt it in I gotta let it all outLet it all out, let it all out (relieve yourself)And now I can`t holt it in I gotta let it all outLet it all out[J-Ro]I get in em when I sin em, the Alkaholik venomI fold your clothes with your body still in emThe rhymes I got, hit like Ronnie LottThe only way you take my spot is with a shotI grab rappers by the hand and make sure they understandThat they can`t sway J-Ro the manA nigga who stays, in the old school waysAnd just like Subways, I can make your daysWe got more soul than James Brown and platform AdidasThe Likwit crew, we comin new like a fetusSo run tell your granny, your pops and your girlNiggaz like me gonna rule the worldSo all aboard the J-Ro train to FunkyTownExpress from the West so it`s best that I clown[Tash]I bust the Guinness styles out on down to Beck`s brewI got more fame than Dana Dane I hold mics like DonahueCause I`m committed, admit it, you was Too Legit to Quit itDancin with toilets now you can`t get busy with itWIth the vintage Olde Gold gettin dusty in the cellarI throw my shit deeper than Jeff HostettlerSo yo what you got, cause god DAMN it`s hotIt`s the rough rhyme announcer up in your night spotSo ease up off my line, and let me rhymeI lose you like the jewelry that that bitch can`t findCall me E.T., but yo, it don`t take a secret psychicCause even in the future I`ma freak it when I mic itChorus[J-Ro]I can`t hold it in my friend the Liks get the most cloutWe be scorin points like Michael Irvin on the post routeDon`t bring me to the party, because I just spoil itI be earlin on your rug I won`t make it to the toilet[E-Swift]I can`t hold it in I gotta speak my mindI usually crack a brew when it`s time to rhymeBust my flows for my homies and I`m proud to admitI was rockin beats when Kangol`s was the shit[Tash]AIyyo, I can`t hold it in it`s like the smoke from the reeferI called this girl a bitch now she thinks she Queen LatifahBut the roughneck toughneck waits to conversate