Chorus: Tash Now when you see me gettin drunk it's like "aww sh**!" When you hear this likwid funk it's like "aww sh**!" When I'm pushin through the crowd it's like "aww sh**!" There goes CaTashTrophe, Tha Alkahol-iks Verse One: Tash Now my objective with this rhymin is to take words and bounce em And twist em up so bad that wack MC's can't pronounce em Just to show ya how we house em from the Westside of thangs (k**a Cali motherf**ers) where the g**ners hang The L dot A dot Crenshaw Boulevard Where I write rhymes so hard n***as swap my tradin cards Cause my Cali n***as feel this realness, lyrics healness That'll make the special mist when I grab this gun and k** this But still this, brother stays alive like Wyclef I'm steppin through the house the rappers step to the left Cause I fry em like a chef and then get on with my evening So never twist it up that lyrically we even thievin Cause I stop your breathin quick like (UHH) then revive ya I swum with bigger fish than the deep sea diver Cause CaTash the likwidater's here to blow it through the roof Grab the money and the hoes then dissapear like poof Chorus: Tash Off that 151 it's like "aww sh**!" When a n***a pop his gun it's like "aww sh**!" When we up next to flow it's like "aww sh**!" That's my n***a J-Ro Tha Alkahol-iks Verse Two: J-Ro, Tash I've got senoritas, from Alameda to Reseda Me and Olde E, is like Tarzan and Cheetah I wish Henrock came in a two liter Swift could you turn up the big drum beater But still I, got to pull my brew out the chiller Tonight it's goin down like the house of Reggie Miller (J-Ro) Everybody turn to your n***a on the right Give him a pound and say Tha Liks is tight And eat your heart out while we rock ya from the startout to the closing With styles that leave you faded like the logo on our clothing Cause it's a Alkie flow thing, as nasty as we wanna That's ? Swift, I'm Tash the top gunner The number one for funner two tonner with the talents That the doctors have described as a chemical imbalance Of the (weed) and the (drank) on my memory bank My distorted words recorded make your minds go blank [?] Yo, when you low on your cash it's like "aww sh**!" When you catch a girl with Tash it's like "aww sh**!" When you see Xzibit bust it's like "aww sh**!" When you gettin drunk with us it's like "aww sh**!" [J-Ro] When the cops run your plates it's like "aww sh**!" My girl's period is late man "aww sh**!" [E-Swift] When your baby momma call it's like "aww sh**!" Everytime we rock for y'all it's like "aww sh**!" Verse Three: J-Ro Yo, here's a toast, to all the MC's who rock the most And all the b-boys worldwide and Coast II Coast Peace to Big Boy, peace to Trugoy Master P, Kam, and Afrika Baby Bam Jayo Felony, Money B, and Ol Dirty Peace to all the rappers still rhymin over thirty Oh sh**, I'm to' back, I need to take a piss Only When I'm Drunk I bust flows like this My style'll make you earl on your girl (bleahh) I probably got the three baddest hoes in the world Defyin all, gravitational laws Lyrics flippin like Dominique Dawes with no drawers Wha**up with that there n***a put it in the air Don't even break it out if you ain't gonna share It's like that man, I spray Jokers like Batman And I don't have to be Robin/robbin to live fat man Chorus: Xzibit New year's nineteen ninety nine it's "aww sh**!" When you gotta do county time it's "aww sh**!" If you didn't read before you signed "aww sh**!" If you ever try to f** with mine "aww sh**!" When we bounce through your city it's "aww sh**!" When my face is lookin serious "aww sh**!" Two dimes but yours look hideous "aww sh**!" Yeah, and when we drop it on you idiots "aww sh**!" Yeah yeah, Mister X to the Z with the L-I-K's It's the Likwid family, bringin it live, to you and yours And we out