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.
Hangover
Tha Alkaholiks Lyrics
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This is, vicious, bitches switches what I'm about
Lyrics is fire physics and niggaz look out
The forty five blows kisses aimed for yo' mouth
You can't deny 'em my wishes ambitions
Nigga naw never uh, uh am I fictitious
See these haters throw salt 'cause they superstitious
When it rains it pours yeah I know the sayin' fella
So like Morton's Salt, I brought an umbrella
That'll turn any mad dog into an Old Yeller
I call him Magnum P.I. like T-Tom Selleck
Nigga this is real life, you's a movie trailer
If this 'The Matrix' I'm the glitch, got Tha Liks in this bitch
Styliztik's got the bitches takin' flicks
This that next level shit, good lookin' E-Swift
I'm tryin' to take a piss, get off my dick
Roll it up, smoke it up, drink it up, throw it up
Do it all again 'til we all pass out
Roll it up, smoke it up, drink it up, throw it up
Do it all again 'til we all pass out
Pop the bottle 'til we all pass out
Sip the skunk 'til we all pass out
Drink it up 'til we all pass out
Beat it up 'til we all pass out
J-Ro blow like artery with the West coast artistry
Devils wanna kill me but they don't wanna martyr me
I spit philosophy with maximum velocity
Relaxin' at the Odyssey I put it in the air like apostrophes
I'm livin' out the prophecy
Tha Liks will win the game like Monopoly
Anything less is atrocity
Cats get killed but not from curiosity
Got somethin' to make 'em back off of me
Knick knack, paddy wack, give a dog a drink
Fuck with me, I'll have you hurlin' in the sink
I'm the type of nigga who be like, "Fuck yo' couch"
While I roll up your kush and drink yo' Guinness Stout
Here's a little mischief, Styliztik and Bishop
We too tight, we'll make you go back home and switch up
You need a better show, I think you better let it go
It's hard for a pimp but I got hustle an' flow
Roll it up, smoke it up, drink it up, throw it up
Do it all again 'til we all pass out
Roll it up, smoke it up, drink it up, throw it up
Do it all again 'til we all pass out
Pop the bottle 'til we all pass out
Sip the skunk 'til we all pass out
Drink it up 'til we all pass out
Beat it up 'til we all pass out
Is it money or the way CaTash ride on the beat
That got the bitches in the party feelin' light on they feet?
I take freaks and then I push 'em to the point of insanity
Cause I've been rockin' mics since Prince was fuckin' Vanity
Honk honk, they bleepin' out my cuss words
My kids never see they think I'm cleaner than the suburbs
Bustin' is my life and you know I can't quit it
I tried to pass the torch but Stylz lit a blunt with it
Trippin', Likwit, Bishop Lamont
All we hear around here is niggaz bitchin' a lot
I show up or blow up cause my spot is wild
Put a hundred fuckin' thou on my homeboy
Styliztik, Likwit, Alkaholiks anonymous
Trippin', pissin' on all your city monuments
Hittin' chicks from all the different continents
Gettin' lifted, crime we call it condiments
Niggaz that I'm with is young black and prominent
Gun packin' dominant, we run with the obvious
Wolfpack rush, better run like you're Donovan
Or niggaz'll crack your head like they tryin' to cook omelettes
Dressed in all black, everybody look synonymous
Back of the Cadillac is all packed with my conglomerate
Automatic strap pack clack clack is not promisin'
Sit back, relax, sip 'gnac without vomitin'
Matter of fact, I rap and act like Solomon
The cat in the hat got a rash she swallowin'
I'm an anamoly G and I solemnly swear to be free
Just skeez another on the breeze
Roll it up, smoke it up, drink it up, throw it up
Do it all again 'til we all pass out
Roll it up, smoke it up, drink it up, throw it up
Do it all again 'til we all pass out
Pop the bottle 'til we all pass out
Sip the skunk 'til we all pass out
Drink it up 'til we all pass out
Beat it up 'til we all pass out
Roll it up, smoke it up, drink it up, throw it up
Do it all again 'til we all pass out
Roll it up, smoke it up, drink it up, throw it up
Do it all again 'til we all pass out
Pop the bottle 'til we all pass out
Sip the skunk 'til we all pass out
Drink it up 'til we all pass out
Beat it up 'til we all pass out
The lyrics to Tha Alkaholiks' song "Hangover" glorify excessive drinking, smoking, and partying to the point of blacking out. The opening lines express a desire for the "magic" of the party, and the verses describe the artists' abilities to spit fiery lyrics while also indulging in substances. The chorus repeats the phrase "roll it up, smoke it up, drink it up, throw it up" and encourages listeners to do it all again until they pass out. The second verse includes references to various pop culture icons, such as Eddie Murphy in "Raw" and "Magnum, P.I." The bridge features CaTash's rapping, which centers around his ability to make women dance and his longevity in the rap game.
Overall, "Hangover" celebrates hedonism and the reckless abandon that can come with excessive drinking and partying. The lyrics paint a picture of a wild and uninhibited lifestyle, with little regard for the consequences of such behavior. While the song may be enjoyable to listen to in a party setting, it is important to recognize the potential dangers of alcohol and drug abuse.
Line by Line Meaning
Geah, it's magic, let's get it
Alright, let's get to it
This is, vicious, bitches switches what I'm about
My rap is ferocious and unpredictable
Lyrics is fire physics and niggaz look out
My lyrics are explosive and people should beware
The forty five blows kisses aimed for yo' mouth
My gun is aimed at those who dare to challenge me
You can't deny 'em my wishes ambitions
I have aspirations that are undeniable
Nigga naw never uh, uh am I fictitious
I am not fake, not at all
See I'm Eddie Murphy 'Raw' no tight ass riches
I am like Eddie Murphy in 'Raw', not focused on wealth
See these haters throw salt 'cause they superstitious
These haters are being negative and superstitious
When it rains it pours yeah I know the sayin' fella
I understand the saying 'when it rains, it pours'
So like Morton's Salt, I brought an umbrella
I came prepared for the worst, like Morton's Salt
That'll turn any mad dog into an Old Yeller
My gun will take down any enemy, like in the movie 'Old Yeller'
I call him Magnum P.I. like T-Tom Selleck
I call my gun Magnum P.I. after the TV show
Nigga this is real life, you's a movie trailer
I am living real life, you are just pretending
If this 'The Matrix' I'm the glitch, got Tha Liks in this bitch
If this were 'The Matrix', I would be the glitch and I have Tha Liks with me
Styliztik's got the bitches takin' flicks
Styliztik is popular with women and they take pictures with him
This that next level shit, good lookin' E-Swift
This is the next level of rap, shoutout to E-Swift
I'm tryin' to take a piss, get off my dick
I need to go to the bathroom, leave me alone
Roll it up, smoke it up, drink it up, throw it up
Smoke weed, drink alcohol, and party until we vomit
Do it all again 'til we all pass out
Repeat the cycle until we lose consciousness
Pop the bottle 'til we all pass out
Drink alcohol until we pass out
Sip the skunk 'til we all pass out
Smoke weed until we pass out
Drink it up 'til we all pass out
Drink alcohol until we pass out
Beat it up 'til we all pass out
Have sex until we pass out
J-Ro blow like artery with the West coast artistry
J-Ro raps aggressively with West Coast style
Devils wanna kill me but they don't wanna martyr me
Enemies wish to harm me but don't want to make me a martyr
I spit philosophy with maximum velocity
I rap knowledge quickly and intensely
Relaxin' at the Odyssey I put it in the air like apostrophes
I chill at the Odyssey and smoke weed like punctuation marks
I'm livin' out the prophecy
I am fulfilling my destiny
Tha Liks will win the game like Monopoly
Tha Liks will succeed like in the game of Monopoly
Anything less is atrocity
Anything less is unacceptable
Cats get killed but not from curiosity
People get killed for a reason, not out of curiosity
Got somethin' to make 'em back off of me
I have something that will make my enemies back off
Knick knack, paddy wack, give a dog a drink
Give me a drink, like the rhyme 'Knick Knack Paddy Whack'
Fuck with me, I'll have you hurlin' in the sink
Don't mess with me or I'll make you vomit
I'm the type of nigga who be like, 'Fuck yo' couch'
I am the type of person to disrespect you and your possessions
While I roll up your kush and drink yo' Guinness Stout
I will smoke your weed and drink your beer without permission
Here's a little mischief, Styliztik and Bishop
Styliztik and Bishop are up to no good
We too tight, we'll make you go back home and switch up
We are too close, we will make you reconsider your choices
You need a better show, I think you better let it go
Your performance is weak, it's time to give up
It's hard for a pimp but I got hustle an' flow
Being a pimp is difficult, but I have the skills to make it work
Is it money or the way CaTash ride on the beat
Do women like me for my money or my rap skills?
That got the bitches in the party feelin' light on they feet?
Is that why women are dancing and having fun?
I take freaks and then I push 'em to the point of insanity
I take promiscuous women and drive them crazy with pleasure
Cause I've been rockin' mics since Prince was fuckin' Vanity
I've been rapping for a long time, since the 80s
Honk honk, they bleepin' out my cuss words
My explicit language is being censored
My kids never see they think I'm cleaner than the suburbs
My children think I am a good role model
Bustin' is my life and you know I can't quit it
Rapping is my passion and I won't stop doing it
I tried to pass the torch but Stylz lit a blunt with it
I tried to pass on my legacy, but Stylz is just getting high
Trippin', Likwit, Bishop Lamont
My group is called 'Trippin', 'Likwit', and 'Bishop Lamont'
All we hear around here is niggaz bitchin' a lot
All we hear around here is people complaining
I show up or blow up cause my spot is wild
I will succeed or go down in flames, because I am at the top
Put a hundred fuckin' thou on my homeboy
I bet $100,000 on my friend
Styliztik, Likwit, Alkaholiks anonymous
My group includes Styliztik, Likwit, and Alkaholiks Anonymous
Trippin', pissin' on all your city monuments
We are rebelling and disrespecting your city's landmarks
Hittin' chicks from all the different continents
We are having sex with women from all over the world
Gettin' lifted, crime we call it condiments
We are getting high and committing crimes like condiments
Niggaz that I'm with is young black and prominent
My crew consists of young, successful black men
Gun packin' dominant, we run with the obvious
We carry guns and we are obvious about it
Wolfpack rush, better run like you're Donovan
We are like a pack of wolves, and you should run like a football player
Or niggaz'll crack your head like they tryin' to cook omelettes
Or we will beat you so badly, it will be like making omelettes
Dressed in all black, everybody look synonymous
We all wear black and look alike
Back of the Cadillac is all packed with my conglomerate
There is a group of us in the back of the Cadillac
Automatic strap pack clack clack is not promisin'
Our guns make a loud noise and are not to be taken lightly
Sit back, relax, sip 'gnac without vomitin'
Relax and drink cognac without vomiting
Matter of fact, I rap and act like Solomon
I am wise and act like King Solomon
The cat in the hat got a rash she swallowin'
I made a promiscuous woman sick, like 'The Cat in the Hat'
I'm an anamoly G and I solemnly swear to be free
I am unique, and I promise to be true to myself
Just skeez another on the breeze
Just find another woman to have sex with and move on
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Downtown Music Publishing
Written by: BISHOP LAMONT, D JONES, ERIC BROOKS, JAMES ANTHONY ROBINSON, RICARDO SMITH
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