Tha Alkaholiks lyrics
Tha Alkaholiks lyrics
"21 Under Lyrics"
Kanonnenvoer Lyrics
Jan Soldaat en zijn maat, dat zijn kerels Hun knevels en daden zijn groot Welke heren ze dienen kan ze niet deren Zij kiezen een heldendood Ze verraaien hun klasse Bevuilen hun nest Ze draaien en schelden De builen, de pest Zij worden geen arbeider, boer Kanonnenvoer Kanonnenvoer Danst voor de duvel en zijn ouwe moer Verkwanselt zijn wijf voor een aftandse hoer Kanonnenvoer Aan de toog van de oude taverne Verdrinken zij pijn en soldij Zingen lallend op weg terug naar de kazerne Vandaag waren wij
Jan Soldaat en zijn maat, dat zijn kerels Hun knevels en daden zijn groot Welke heren ze dienen kan ze niet deren Zij kiezen een heldendood Ze verraaien hun klasse Bevuilen hun nest Ze draaien en schelden De builen, de pest Zij worden geen arbeider, boer Kanonnenvoer Kanonnenvoer Danst voor de duvel en zijn ouwe moer Verkwanselt zijn wijf voor een aftandse hoer Kanonnenvoer Aan de toog van de oude taverne Verdrinken zij pijn en soldij Zingen lallend op weg terug naar de kazerne Vandaag waren wij
Intro: tash
("yes yes yall, and you dont stop" - repeat 12x)
Hello
Let me tell ya about the liks
See it *echoes* say it *echoes*
Ah, yo
Verse one: tash
I walked into a store I stepped straight to the freezer
I grabbed some forty ounces and a few bacardi breezers
I threw em on the counter then I went to find some chips
Im thinkin bout this bitch Im bout to visit with the hips
I asked the counter person for the biggest box of trojans
Cause when I be onthe pussy I cause nuclear explosions
He put them in my bad, totalled up my sums
He said, "that comes to thirteen dollars," but I didnt have no ones
I gave him twenty, in walked some shorties
Eyes beemin red headed straight for the forties
Five foot three wannabe tupacs
They asked the man behind the counter for the newport boxes
They stole some cans cause the man couldnt see em
Cause he busy tryin to tell em next time
Me And My Old Lady Lyrics
Me and my old lady Lay in bed all day And when I say I love her Well she rolls the other way But really she don't mean it Everything she says Still if I believe in love There's nothing wrong There's nothing wrong with my head Me and my old lady Sit and sip on wine And when she says she loves me Will I say that love is blind But really I don't mean it Everything I say Still if she believes in love There's nothing wrong There's nothing wrong wi
hell Id emMe and my old lady Lay in bed all day And when I say I love her Well she rolls the other way But really she don't mean it Everything she says Still if I believe in love There's nothing wrong There's nothing wrong with my head Me and my old lady Sit and sip on wine And when she says she loves me Will I say that love is blind But really I don't mean it Everything I say Still if she believes in love There's nothing wrong There's nothing wrong wi
One was starin at me, then suddenly it hit him
Thats that nigga from the liks lets crack the forties with him
They gave me daps they said I freak my raps
They said they homey got some flows and twist off the beer caps
Halfway finished, I asked em what their ages
Cause they lookin like, they barely out the puberty stages
Fifteen, sixteen, one was too embarrased
He said they started drinkin fuckin around and went to terrace
It wasnt long before the forties was gone
So as I turned around I told my young niggaz to stay strong
Because no matter how you scan it youre the future of the planet
You dont wanna be a rapper cause its drainin entertainin
Too much strainin on your brain, I told em they dont need it
They hit me with a card and said, "call us if you wanna gt
Weeded," yeah sixteen years old
Hangin out drinkin forties in the east columbus cold
As they jumped onto they bikes in the knee-high snow
They all turned around and said, "you aint shit
Zanim... Lyrics
Znw wdrujemy ciepym krajem, malachitow k morza. Ptaki powrotne umieraj wrd pomaraczy na rozdroach. Na fioletowoszarych kach niebo rozpina pynno arkad. Pejza w powieki mikko wsika, zakrzepa sl na nagich wargach. A wieczorami w prdach zatok noc lie morze sodk grzyw. Jak mikkie gruszki brzmieje lato wiatrem sparzone jak pokrzyw. Przed fontannami perowymi no winogrona gwiazd rozdaje. Znw wdrujemy ciep ziemi, znw wdrujemy ciepym krajem.
rico!"Znw wdrujemy ciepym krajem, malachitow k morza. Ptaki powrotne umieraj wrd pomaraczy na rozdroach. Na fioletowoszarych kach niebo rozpina pynno arkad. Pejza w powieki mikko wsika, zakrzepa sl na nagich wargach. A wieczorami w prdach zatok noc lie morze sodk grzyw. Jak mikkie gruszki brzmieje lato wiatrem sparzone jak pokrzyw. Przed fontannami perowymi no winogrona gwiazd rozdaje. Znw wdrujemy ciep ziemi, znw wdrujemy ciepym krajem.
Chorus: j-ro, tash
Can I send this out once, for my niggaz smokin blunts
Twice, for my niggaz rollin dice
Three times, for my niggaz bust the rhymes
So they dont do crimes to make it through the hard times
As we send it out once, for my niggaz smokin blunts
Twice, for my niggaz rollin dice
When the liks is in the house we let you know like yo!
If you hit me with a forty black I hit you with a flow
Verse two: j-ro
It was a friday night, house party goin on
At my homies house, from dusk til dawn
Blunts in the air plus kegs of brew
Some half naked-bitches gettin pushed in the pool
[in the corner was the dj, gettin nice
Feelin that shit, off the alehze and ice]
I only had one mic, now imagin
A gang of drunk mcs who wanna start rappin
One grabbed the mic and held on too long
("...baby Im on the mic, and Im on the mic... *crowd boos*
Five Easy Pisseuses Lyrics
Un soir qu' l'improviste chtac Je frappe ma porte toc-toc, Sans rponse je pousse le loqu Et j'ecoute gemir le hamac, Grincer les ressorts du paddock, J'avance dans le black out, Et mon kodak, Impressione sur les plaques sensibles de mon cerveau Une vision de claque, Je sens mon rythme cardiaque qui passe brusquement mac Deux tic-tac, Tic-tac, Tic-tac, Tic-tac, Comme sous un electro-choc, Elle tait entre deux macaques, Du genre festival Woodstock, Et semblait une guitare rock deux jacks, L'un a son trou d'obus, l'autr
When Im on the mic [pass the mic God damn nigga]Un soir qu' l'improviste chtac Je frappe ma porte toc-toc, Sans rponse je pousse le loqu Et j'ecoute gemir le hamac, Grincer les ressorts du paddock, J'avance dans le black out, Et mon kodak, Impressione sur les plaques sensibles de mon cerveau Une vision de claque, Je sens mon rythme cardiaque qui passe brusquement mac Deux tic-tac, Tic-tac, Tic-tac, Tic-tac, Comme sous un electro-choc, Elle tait entre deux macaques, Du genre festival Woodstock, Et semblait une guitare rock deux jacks, L'un a son trou d'obus, l'autr
Doin what I like, and when Im on the mic...")
Push came to shove *bang* now hes gone
Thats what happens when the liquor does your thinkin
So keep this in mind when youre out there drinkin
Chorus: tash, j-ro
Outro: j-ro, tash
And Im out, time to get busy
As we flow up out this piece
I aint even mad, I aint even mad
I aint even mad at yall
Its the alkaholiks...
Yo yo, mic check one two one two
Transmittin live through the headphones, you know how we do it
Low budget style
For all mcs in the houe I know how you feel
I know you feelin the vibe right about now
Crackin the forty, sittin in the car, or at the club
Bobbin your head to this album
But yo, we gonna give you, we gonna give you a second to catch wreck
Go ahead, get your freestyle on
And you dont have to be twenty-one
Rock that shit