Make Room

Verse one：j-ro
I knock em knock em out the park when other rappers are hitting bunts
Im a togger not a fogger step on hunts and dont do stunts
I got soul power never took a cold shower
Never had a girlfriend the color of cooking flour
You can call me sleazy cuz my rhymes are kinda greasy
Some brothers wear curls, cuz it aint easy being peasy
Like a kung-fu flick , i stick you in the ****, with my toothpick
Tell em rick ('you hit them harder than a ****in brick')
I like clothes and hoes but like em better in the sheets
I rock more beats than jesse owens ran track meets]
Amazing feets move, they happen everyday
When the ro to the j bring his ass out to play
I weight one-eighty but im , fat
I ki-uh-kick up dust when i bust like a cap
Tha alkaholik crew, and what were here to do
Is rock a show, knock a hoe, and crack another brew
Chorus:
Make room, for the crew with beats that thump (3x)
Tunes hittin hard enough to ditch your trunk
Its the liks baby, its the liks (4x)
Verse two: tash
The super, duper, gets it poppin with the quickness
King tee and the alkies straight gettin down to business
Its all about the liks cause were heavy on the kicks
But were easy on the treble (adjust my mic level)
So fools can here me mic checkin all the way in china
The skills you cant front on, tha alkaholik rhymer
Could rip a show up to up so i always flex my talents
But my words dont be slurrin, i never lose my balance
Butthats cause im slick tossin bottles like a discus
The liks could rock a party from halloween to christmas
Thats why im screamin on mcs like im onyx
Im hooked on gin and tonics like your mommas hooked on phonics
So when we steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew
****** better make way for the alkaholik crew
When were steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew
* ***** better make way for the alkaholik crew
Chorus
Verse three: j-ro
First you gotta have respect, money comes next
After you get those, come the hoes and the ***
Girl you keep askin bout the ****** in my crew
Yeah im down with pooh, but whats up with me and you
Cause i dont give a **** whose your cousin who could ****
Cause i just wanna ****, damn i wanna ****
So unlock the gate and make room for the heavyweight rapper
The slim light skinned coochie slapper
Pull over to the side so i can roll up the indo
Got the ***** head bumpin on the front window
Wham, bam, i spanked you maam
I wonder how they make these rubbers from the skin of a lamb
I blow into the mic when i check it
Had hoes gettin naked way before i made a record
I smoked a gang of liquor, i drink a gang of boom
Like ted, i gotta zoom zoom so make room
Chorus
Outro: tash, j-ro
Ah yeah, ah yeah, tha alkaholiks
Yo, before we bail
We gotta give a shout out to the crew that gets the party poppin
Tha alkaholik crew
Old english　 is in the house, and uhh
What about mickeys?　is in the house, and uhh
St. ides　 is in the house, and uhh
Crazy horse　 is in the house, and uhh
Genuine draft　 is in the house, and uhh
What about red bull is in the house, and uhh
Colt .45　 is in the house, and uhh
King cobra　 aint in the house, and uhh
*bottle smashes*