Tha Alkaholiks - Contents Unda Pressure Lyrics

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I'm the beer rational outta national

My cash flow is thick like mashed potato-oes in the gravy

Wassup wavy thanks to my homey king tee-la

The host wit the most i'm coast to coast like aunt peela

The cowboys beat the steelers so nigga where's my 50 dollar

Boom bap to your cap if your eyes is lookin' shiftee

In this game of rappin' your ass will never win

And let you play b b rickers wit quik suge and mack 10

Who need to come join these words like conjunction

A friend before i bring the end to your bodily functions

When i speak i go deep like when i'm stabbin' it

You comin' up empty like your mother hubbard's cabinet

'cause you keep comin' with rhymes guns so deeply

Example is the school of mankind niggaz so peep me

You range-rovin' tommy hil and bustin' glocks

While i'm in the studio bustin' lyrics in my socks

And the a c is broken no jokin' we got the worm

Without the coke-in the fuckin' dat machine is smokin'

The pizza still ain't here we out of beer

And i think this motherfuckin' engineer is a queer

And my dip is blowin' up my hip whats up honey

(eh j-ro the land lord really wants his money)

Aww shit

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I hope for the best and expect the worst

Get stress off my chest every time i bust a verse

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Ain't no describin' the way that tash be feelin' when he's vibin'

Be feelin' like a deadly secret agent on assignment

Don't fuck wit microfilms i want the microphones and tables

That some niggaz stole while i was at a meeting wit my label

'cause tash will rock your cradle wit the fatal rhymes that pound

Put you down 'cause your lyrics suck more than divine brown

While i'm off that royal crown gettin' party at the atmospheric

Wit the 40's and the hennessey to get y'all in the spirit

So bounce to the lyrics of the noble likwit warrior

Get the stress out or try to maintain like x and gloria

Poundin' your surroundin' stuffin' at you from the liks

Styles harder to decode than graffiti on the bricks

So read my tag and weep while i drive you off the deep

Wit the alkie style that rock you and made quantum wanna leap

'cause tash in the streets plays for keeps on micros

It's the never ending quest for west coast rap titles

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I hope for the best and expect the worst

Get stress off my chest every time i bust a verse

Yo i walk in the place kicks un-laced

Wit a bitter beer face naw a whole case

(a 40?)

Wit flows like these we not your average mc's

We be the drunken masters of ceremonies

These rappers come out hard then turn fake like rayon

Put i choose to stick to the streets like a crayon

In order to go pop we'd have to stop comin' fresher

Contents under pressure

And there ain't no tellin' when we bout to explode

Like tall cans in the freezer when they get too cold

We gotta title to hold west coast ghetto gold

More than half a million know these beats got soul

We still under pressure thats my motivation

To let this drunk technique leak through out the nation

I'm stressed out for weeks wit no sleep

And no roll in the studio 'cause i know this shits gotta blow

When you see me on the mic we go buck for buck

We only battle decent niggaz so be glad y'all suck

'cause if i take ten steps and turn around i'll destroy ya

'cause my style be up in niggaz like i'm oscar de la hoya

The crew you got before ya tash the top gunner

So try to stay on float while the current pulls you under

'cause read what it stands fool like on the bulletin

Wit skills they couldn't teach your ass at cal state fullerton

I'm in the zone like the bulls at home

Wit mad stains on my shirt from all the beer and foam

'cause the crew wit all the brew buries squads like treasures

Wit the hennessey and coke tryin' to deal wit life's pressure

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