Tha Alkaholiks - Blackula lyrics

[Tash] Yo, Ro'Gram where you at homey? [J-Ro] At nighttime I'm on the prowl, and I'm livin foul like Blackula Got a microphone made out of chrome shaped like a spatula Cause I'm flippin rhymes at three times the speed of lightning You dare to compare to the Golden Bear it's kind of frightening You can meditate, til you levitate, but never rate Higher than a seven/eight, yeah I had to set em straight I know you feelin these, I ramsack yo' facilities I'm ill at ease, with these MC's, who ain't got no abilities (get at me) I make MC's, run out like batteries I roll the bleeze and then I blow like Cannonball Adderly You try to get with Likwit but yo' brew ain't cold enough Cold enough You try to get with Likwit but yo' brew ain't cold enough Cold enough [Tash] Ahhhh, y'all ain't even gotta clue what my clique gon' do Fast money, fast cars, n***as sleep until two My Likwit n***as roundezous, we cop Kung-Fus and split em When "The Freaks Come Out at Night" CaTash be right wit em Stone-faced, but only when I'm loaded wit funs Big guns, I'll make you do the Nestea plunge I only came to have some fun but I get caught up in the rapture I don't even write lyrics no more, I manufacture Cold sh**, you know that Old Gold sh**, that raw sh** That drunken Alkahol sh** that make you say, "Ahhh sh**!" Them motherf**ers is too slick for Michael We be creepin up on you like police on bikes It's the middle of the -- hype, night All the ladies looking -- right, right My Likwit n***as keep it -- tight, tight Rowdy n***as wanna -- fight, fight It's the middle of the -- hype, night All the ladies looking -- right, right My Likwit n***as keep it.. [E-Swift] Me and my n***as out lookin for a party to crash Mashed out to Long Beach but we stop for some gas I pull in first, CaTash pulled in last J-Ro steady rollin blunts of the Moroccan hash [Tash] Since it's all about the cash, we ?? on that smash Hit up Four-Five and Carson, scoop Xzibit and Brad The sounds beatin so hard it's vibratin my gla** Blast, plus we drivin way too fast [E-Swift] Slow down, you can't crash the whip Slow down and hit a dip Cause I paid a lot of money for this ?? kit We runnin late for a show, we got this money to get The nightlife'll have you caught up in all types of sh** [Tash] Like what? Like this, like that, like that like this I drink St. Ide's, I don't be f**in with Crist' Cause we the type of clique that need to drink somethin stronger When Tha Liks is in the house, the party last longer [E-Swift] I dedicate this song to, b**hes and thugs Who party down at the club and show Tha Liks love Even with creatine, injected in your spleen You couldn't compete with my all-star Likwit team [Tash] Cause Tha Liks reign supreme of all hip-hop scenes We heard about your bougie party, bumrushed it in jeans And still pulled the hoes most likely to succeed Where that n***a J-Ro? -- Most likely smokin weed It's the middle of the -- hype, night All the ladies looking -- right, right My Likwit n***as keep it -- tight, tight Rowdy n***as wanna -- fight, fight It's the middle of the -- hype, night All the ladies looking -- right, right My Likwit n***as keep it -- tight, tight Rowdy n***as wanna -- fight, fight [J-Ro] Yo, check it out (uh-huh) Turn up the level more so I can hear the sh** forever more I came out of nowhere, like Predator That's a metaphor, if you rap-impaired, you might say what happened there While the b-boys clap and cheer, bring that beat back in here! Nighttime is the right time to write rhymes Why you wanna bite mine? I blow you away like White Lines I think you better let it go, get yo' a** off my pedestal Before you need attention, and it's gonna be medical If rap was basketball I'd have the Earl the Pearl handles I drink everything but Jack Daniels Rap scandals, don't interest me, I don't get dressy Tha Liks rock the shows but leave the whole crowd messy It's the middle of the -- hype, night All the ladies looking -- right, right My Likwit n***as keep it -- tight, tight Rowdy n***as wanna -- fight, fight It's the middle of the -- hype, night All the ladies looking -- right, right My Likwit n***as keep it -- tight, tight Rowdy n***as wanna -- fight, fight