​dj honda, Tha Alkaholiks - International Anthem ​ lyrics

[​dj honda, Tha Alkaholiks - International Anthem ​ lyrics]

To Japan they love the sound ha whoa
We made it what's up J-Ro?
(Aw I'm faded) ah ha "check
It out ch'all" (Likwitadaded crew)
What's up pour me some of that shit nigga
Giving big shouts outs to my man
Gettin' rid of all wack MCs
Tellin' 'em where we rock from
Yo E-Swift break it down like this

All the way from the promise land to Japan
They love the sound of the Alkaholik band
International like interet you can bet
We'll be comin' through your town
To get your crowd wet
I'm like the horror thrilla Godzilla
When I attack the crowd goes crazy
Doesn't know how to react
It couldn't be coincidental
That every time we grab the
Microphone we crush the intramental
You don't want to feel the
Pressure so be cautious
I got the fatal Alkaholik shit
To get you nauseous
Simple and plain from Europe to Spain
I'm like a bad knee sprain and
You can't take the pain tash:
From where the Brooklyn Bridge cross to
Where the gang throw signs
We blow minds and different kinds
Niggas love these rhymes
Cause they be movin' like the
Dope cops downtown San Fransico
From the herion to the coke
To the antfedimine crystal
So you know my shit official you
Better hope we don't clash
Tash will have your fiance' with
Her titties on the glass
Like a drug store mix
Representin' with the style
Throwin' up the "W" for all
My peeps in Killa Cal
Cause that's where I chill on
A day to day basis
While my homies sit in jail tryin'
To beat they dope cases
So let's blow one for them while
I hem up the world
If y'all niggas got the fourties
Rico got the hooooo

I was put here to spawn so
My name would live on
And rock the mic till dawn
And puff on a chron
To all my people it's really on
Wake up it's time to make a million

I was put here to spawn so
My name would live on
And rock the mic till dawn
And puff on a chron
To all my people it's really on
Wake up it's time to make a million

Well I'm the fabulous can
Smashin' party crashin'
I eat MC's like a radish
Trashin' the stage with E-Swift and Tash and
The Likwit Crew loves hip hop with a passion
I'm mashin' meaning when I drive
The needle on my Chevy says 95
The Liks will keep it live no
Matter what you tell us
If you try to serve me I'll stab
You in the neck like Monica Seles
Well it's the eternally fresh rock
The spot somethin' awful
Individual rapper with the jawful
Of brain rhymin' uncommon I'm too tall
For you to fuck with
Chill before you catch the blue balls
I'm makin' legal money while your's
Is lookin' kinda funny
My rap is solid while your
Shit is comin' out runny
Oh my I'm X rated like Goldfly
I wrap the mic cord around your
Neck like the bow tie
I smoked Simon now it's "J-Ro Says"
I make your feet move like Nike Cortez
I sparkle from Arkal all the way to Sonoko
All the punks run cause they all poyo loco

I was put here to spawn so
My name would live on
And rock the mic till dawn
And puff on a chron
To all my people it's really on
Wake up it's time to make a million

That's right make them yapes
Drink them grapes and it's all not bad go
Ask your dad i got shit you never had

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