Read My Lips

Back once again to wet up the whole area
 Check my style out
 It's the lips
 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 then step up to fuck with I
 Call you up and send you as a gift to hieroglyph
 'Cause the Liks got lyric tricks datin' back to eighty-six
 While my thousand dollar system still busts the pause mix
 So my style be comin' at you more deadlin' than a cobra
 With these niggaz on my mind like is he drunk or is he sober
 Mind your biz while I rhymes like Biz to the tent
 I slam like a fifth that stays hidden
 Not to be fucked with, under any circumstances
 And I don't have to sing to send these bitches into trances
 I give the party people what they like
 Somethin' hype, to keep 'em rockin' all night
 I give the party people what they like
 Somethin' hype, to keep 'em rockin' all night
 I give the party people what they like
 Somethin' hype, to keep 'em rockin' all night
 I give the party people what they like
 Somethin' hype, to keep 'em rockin' all night
 Next it's, the man freakin' funky flow flexes
 Bustin' 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
 Comin' like new pimps humps and stress to your chest
 J, to the R-O, just rockin' on
 I keep the party poppin' 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
 I give the party people what they like
 Somethin' hype, to keep 'em rockin' all night
 I give the party people what they like
 Somethin' hype, to keep 'em rockin' all night
 I give the party people what they like
 Somethin' hype, to keep 'em rockin' all night
 I give the party people what they like
 Somethin' hype, to keep 'em rockin' all night
 Punk MC's get bent, I'll leave a dent in what you sent
 I got your city covered like a motherfuckin' tent
 Some say I rap funny, give my money to the needy
 The way I get busy will get you dizzy like a VD
 I hang with thugs I'm like drugs so why try me
 I'm swift like Ozzie Smith, your flow ain't goin' by me
 He's a sufferin' succcootash, throw him in the trash
 Show him you the man that'll boom bash
 I hold MC's up like money it ain't funny
 When I leave 'em in the corner broke up like crash dummies
 Get a doctor, sock the, volts to the chest
 For the cardiac arrest, fuckin' with the freshest
 'Cause even on your best, I leave you like Ness
 'Cause I'm colder than a forty 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
 {How many alcoholics we got here in the house?
 How many pot-heads we got?
 Same fuckin' assholes}