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
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