Though commercial crossover success largely eluded the group, they maintained a dedicated following on their native West Coast, throughout the United States and worldwide. Tha Alkaholiks were also featured with their own song "Daaam!" featuring Finger Eleven on Loud Rocks.
Can't Tell Me Shit
Tha Alkaholiks Lyrics
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I'm on the guest list, it's E-Swift plus two
Stepped to the bar, 'cause, it's a bad habit
Open mic night, so, the Liks gots to grab it
Check the mic, it sounds tight so
I guess we might rock the motherfucker all night yo
The niggas went wild, the hoes went crazy
We dropped the microphone than we Swayze
Ooh don't I sound great when I down a black eighth
My style is much hotter than the enchilada plate
My name is James but the girls call me God when I'm humpin'
I should get a gold medal for broad jumpin'
Rappers, talkin' bout, back to the old school
You never shoulda left in the first place fool
Now everybody wants to be a prophet
But I won't quit rhymin' bout my dick so get off it
You put a rhyme together but I only dismantle it
So gimme a high-five cause you juts can't handle it
If rap was a swimming pool I'd climb to the top
Plus a triple-back, hand me the mic and watch the belly flop
Dagnabit, I got a bad habit
It don't matter where I'm at I seen a booty and I grab it
So niggas step back before you get lit
I'm a grown motherfuckin' man and you can't tell me shit
You can't tell me shit, you can't tell me a hot damn thing
You can't tell me shit, you can't tell me shit
You can't tell me shit, you can't tell me a hot damn thing
You can't tell me shit, you can't tell me shit
I rock you like Lenny Kravitz, or Nirvana
I'm puttin' suckers on pause like a comma
I never ape crazy act but I got the yapes a superhero
From the ghetto puttin' creases in my capes
(Up up up and away, J-Ro!!)
I got more hoes than a canyon got echoes
I'm rougher than Bluto, tougher than a callous
My number one football team is Dallas
Cowboys, now boys, can't you see I'm greater than
Your grandpops is my number one fan
You get ran on the court you dribble like Manute Bol
You try to take it to the hole *crowd roars* get that shit outta here
I'm more gifted than Christmas morning
I pull out a pen and write a rhyme when I'm boning
Me I'm tripping, let me light my Phillie blunt
Oh there goes my beeper, what the hell do Billy want
(Yo whassup J?] Man I quit selling weed
(No I need a funky break)
Well I got what you need
You can't tell me shit, you can't tell me a hot damn thing
You can't tell me shit, you can't tell me shit
You can't tell me shit, you can't tell me a hot damn thing
You can't tell me shit, you can't tell me shit
You hittin' corners with the Alkies seen you pull-out 'cause you great
The crew who got another tape that's bumpin' harder, save it!
Rhythm and blues blew a fuse, and now it ain't the same
They put a lot of Funky Drummers out the game
They samplin' the fresh hip-hop breaks, just to make a hit
That's why to me, R&B, really ain't shit
So peace to all the real hip-hop niggyroles
The ones who knows about flows and rockin' shows
I want to say whats up to the ladies
I gotsta say whats up to the ladies
From the Atlantic, to the Pacific
I gotsta be specific, they know I'm terrific
I'm pushin' up to the bars, got em screamin' Alkahols
Oh gosh call me Josh cause I'm bringin' down the walls
MC extraordinaire, J-Ro came to set it straight
I never hesitate to grab the mic and meditate
In LA, most niggas walk the same
Act the same, talk the same, drive the same
Dress the same, shoot the same, fuck the same
But this is Ro and I got my own game
I drive through lyrics like I'm riding on the freeway
And I don't give rappers, no kind of leeway
Chumps be hittin' ejects cause I break necks when I flex
I be housin' mo niggas than the projects
You can't tell me shit, you can't tell me a hot damn thing
You can't tell me shit, you can't tell me shit
You can't tell me shit, you can't tell me a hot damn thing
You can't tell me shit, you can't tell me shit
Yeah, this goes out to King Tee
DJ Pooh, yo the whole crew
Yo D-Pimp for makin' the track
That nigga Tash
Deadly Threat
This is J-Ro and E-Swift
Tha Alkaholiks, and it's like that
The song "Can't Tell Me Shit" by Tha Alkaholiks is a fun, upbeat track that talks about partying and enjoying life without worrying about what others say or think. The song features a guest list, bad habits, open mic night, and a lot of partying. The chorus repeats the line "You can't tell me shit" in a defiant tone, indicating that the artists are not interested in conforming to anyone else's expectations. The song is full of clever wordplay, memorable lines, and a catchy beat, making it a fan favorite.
The verse by James is clever and playful, as he boasts about his skills and charms with the ladies in witty rhymes. He talks about getting girls to call him "God" when he's "humpin'" and how he should receive a gold medal for his "broad jumpin'." The verse conveys a carefree attitude and a sense of confidence that is at the core of this song.
The entire song seems to be a celebration of living life on one's own terms, free of judgment or restriction. The Alkaholiks revel in the idea of partying, having fun, and living for the moment. They are not concerned with being politically correct or adhering to societal norms. Instead, they embrace their own unique style and refuse to be told what to do or how to live.
Line by Line Meaning
I stop by the club, 'cause it ain't shit else to do it
I am going to the club because I am bored and have nothing else going on
I'm on the guest list, it's E-Swift plus two
I am on the guest list with E-Swift and two other people
Stepped to the bar, 'cause, it's a bad habit
I went to the bar because I have a bad habit of doing so
Open mic night, so, the Liks gots to grab it
It's open mic night, so Tha Alkaholiks want to perform
Check the mic, it sounds tight so
I checked the microphone and it sounds good
I guess we might rock the motherfucker all night yo
I think we might perform all night long
The niggas went wild, the hoes went crazy
The men went crazy and the women went wild
We dropped the microphone than we Swayze
We dropped the microphone and left the stage
Ooh don't I sound great when I down a black eighth
I sound great when I have had a lot of alcohol
My style is much hotter than the enchilada plate
My style is better than anyone else's
My name is James but the girls call me God when I'm humpin'
Women call me God when I have sex with them
I should get a gold medal for broad jumpin'
I am really good at jumping between different women
Rappers, talkin' bout, back to the old school
Rappers are talking about going back to old school hip hop
You never shoulda left in the first place fool
You should never have left old school hip hop in the first place
Now everybody wants to be a prophet
Everyone wants to be a prophet in hip hop music
But I won't quit rhymin' bout my dick so get off it
I won't stop rapping about my penis, so stop asking me to
You put a rhyme together but I only dismantle it
You tried to rap, but I destroyed your rhymes
So gimme a high-five cause you juts can't handle it
Give me a high-five because you can't handle my skills
If rap was a swimming pool I'd climb to the top
If rap was a competition, I would always be on top
Plus a triple-back, hand me the mic and watch the belly flop
I will do a triple backflip and then perform, and it will be amazing
Dagnabit, I got a bad habit
Darn it, I have a bad habit
It don't matter where I'm at I seen a booty and I grab it
It doesn't matter where I am, if I see a nice butt I will touch it
So niggas step back before you get lit
Guys, back off before I get mad
I'm a grown motherfuckin' man and you can't tell me shit
I am an adult and nobody can tell me what to do
You can't tell me shit, you can't tell me a hot damn thing
You can't tell me anything
I rock you like Lenny Kravitz, or Nirvana
I will perform and entertain you like Lenny Kravitz or Nirvana
I'm puttin' suckers on pause like a comma
I am stopping my competition like a comma stops a sentence
I never ape crazy act but I got the yapes a superhero
I don't act crazy like others, but I am like a superhero
From the ghetto puttin' creases in my capes
I am from the ghetto and put creases in my superhero capes
(Up up up and away, J-Ro!!)
(Go J-Ro!)
I got more hoes than a canyon got echoes
I have lots of women like there are echoes in a canyon
I'm rougher than Bluto, tougher than a callous
I am tougher than Bluto and have a lot of experience
My number one football team is Dallas
My favorite football team is the Dallas Cowboys
Cowboys, now boys, can't you see I'm greater than
I am greater than the Dallas Cowboys and everyone knows it
Your grandpops is my number one fan
Even your grandpa is a fan of mine
You get ran on the court you dribble like Manute Bol
You can't even dribble a basketball like Manute Bol, you're so bad
You try to take it to the hole *crowd roars* get that shit outta here
You tried to score but I rejected your shot
I'm more gifted than Christmas morning
I am more talented than anyone else
I pull out a pen and write a rhyme when I'm boning
I am so good at rapping that I can even do it while having sex
Me I'm tripping, let me light my Phillie blunt
I am a little high, let me smoke my Phillie blunt
Oh there goes my beeper, what the hell do Billy want
My beeper is going off, I wonder what Billy wants
(Yo whassup J?] Man I quit selling weed
(Hey, what's up J?) I quit selling weed
(No I need a funky break)
(No, I need a break to listen to some funky music)
Well I got what you need
I have what you are looking for
You hittin' corners with the Alkies seen you pull-out 'cause you great
You are driving with us and we saw you impressively park the car
The crew who got another tape that's bumpin' harder, save it!
We have another music tape that is better, keep it for later
Rhythm and blues blew a fuse, and now it ain't the same
R&B music has been changed and isn't as good anymore
They put a lot of Funky Drummers out the game
There are fewer good drummers in the music industry now
They samplin' the fresh hip-hop breaks, just to make a hit
Musicians are copying and sampling hip hop music just to make money
That's why to me, R&B, really ain't shit
That is why I don't think R&B music is anything special
So peace to all the real hip-hop niggyroles
Shoutout to all the real rappers
The ones who knows about flows and rockin' shows
Those who know how to rap and entertain a crowd
I want to say whats up to the ladies
I want to say hello to the women
I gotsta say whats up to the ladies
I really have to say hello to the women
From the Atlantic, to the Pacific
From the east coast to the west coast
I gotsta be specific, they know I'm terrific
I have to be specific, but they already know I'm great
I'm pushin' up to the bars, got em screamin' Alkahols
I am going to the bars and people are cheering for Tha Alkaholiks
Oh gosh call me Josh cause I'm bringin' down the walls
People are calling me Josh because I am destroying the stage
MC extraordinaire, J-Ro came to set it straight
I am a great rapper and I am here to perform well
I never hesitate to grab the mic and meditate
I am always willing to perform and express myself through music
In LA, most niggas walk the same
In Los Angeles, most people act the same
Act the same, talk the same, drive the same
They act the same, talk the same, and drive the same cars
Dress the same, shoot the same, fuck the same
They dress the same, have sex the same way, and even shoot guns the same way
But this is Ro and I got my own game
But I am different, and I have my own unique style
Chumps be hittin' ejects cause I break necks when I flex
My competition is getting scared and leaving because I am so good
I be housin' mo niggas than the projects
I am crushing more people than a housing project
Yeah, this goes out to King Tee
I want to give a shoutout to King Tee
DJ Pooh, yo the whole crew
Shoutout to the whole crew, especially DJ Pooh
Yo D-Pimp for makin' the track
Thanks to D-Pimp for making the music track
That nigga Tash
Shoutout to Tash
Deadly Threat
Shoutout to Deadly Threat
This is J-Ro and E-Swift
This is J-Ro and E-Swift of Tha Alkaholiks
Tha Alkaholiks, and it's like that
This is Tha Alkaholiks, and that's how it is
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: ERIC BROOKS, JAMES ROBINSON, RICARDO SMITH
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