Tha Alkaholiks, also known as Tha Liks, is an American hip-hop trio from Lo… Read Full Bio ↴Tha Alkaholiks, also known as Tha Liks, is an American hip-hop trio from Los Angeles, California, United States. Since the early 1990s they have produced party music with a hardcore hip hop edge, powered by the beats of DJ and producer E-Swift (born Eric Brooks in Columbus, Georgia, raised in Toledo, Ohio) and the rhymes of J-Ro (born James Robinson in Los Angeles) and Tash (born Rico Smith in Cincinnati).

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.

Likwit
Tha Alkaholiks Lyrics

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I hang MC's with my noose, watch me get loose
The nigga flippin' more styles than Snapple got juice
'Cause I'm too hot to handle, got more soul in my pinky
Than a niggy pickin' his afro and I left the skin not stinky
The freshest, yes it's, the rhymer with the bottle
Kickin' it with my homie like Lamont do with Rollo
Live at the Apollo, they still couldn't do it
'Cause even in New York the crew be buzzin' off the fluid

So testing (one), testing (two), testing (three)
Too much Olde E will make you pee
As you can see I'm the Alcaholik tipsy off the whiskey
Get with the clippers never nappy like Misty
I didn't grow dreads, 'cause dreads is for the rastas
Tha Alkaholik click straight knockin' out impostors
Gots to roll deep like ants at a picnic
Get with the crew that's flowin' like likwit

Every night I pray to god please, no more whack MC's
I catch a few z's, wake up and bust these
I get over like a high jumper, freaks be on my wienie
'Cause they know I'm packin' more shit than Bandini
The freshest on the map servin' raps with all fixin's
E-Swift does the mixin', pockets fat like Rickie Nixon
(Ain't no party like a Alkaholik party)
So don't be a nitwit, get with the likwit
(Ah yeah, ah yeah) Yeah a little louder a little louder a little louder
One two one two yeah just like that, yo
Yo, (flowin' like likwit)
Ahh yeah (ahh yeah ahh yeah ahh yeah) flowin' like likwit
Ow, King Tee

Here comes the Lik, or should I say likwit
As I gets funky on a track that my nigga E-Swift did
Rollin' with the Alkaholik group, call me trooper
Run of the mill skills got your neck in the noose
But hey, I be the K-I-N-G Tee for short
Big ballin' nigga playin' rhymes like a sport
Wicked when I kick it, yeah that's the ticket
Tossin' up a forty still buzzin' off the likwit

You ain't got enough skill, to fill up a cup
So niggy won't you just shut the (hold up)
The girls call me dookie man 'cause I'm the shit can't you smell son
I gots more freaks than Prince Rogers Nelson
I can't be stopped I got hip-hop wreckin' powers
I gotta say what's up to my buddy Ricky Flowers

We got that likwit funk, we get drunk with the
Hell motherfuckin' yeah

Overall Meaning

In Tha Alkaholiks' song Likwit, the rapper boasts about his impressive ability to freestyle and entertain crowds. The lyrics suggest that the rapper is so skilled that he leaves other MCs hanging on their own rhymes, while he effortlessly flows with remarkable creativity. The rapper describes his talent as being too hot to handle, with the kind of soul and originality that is rare even among talented artists. Comparing himself to such drink products as Snapple and Old English 800 - which he humorously says makes people pee too much - we get a sense of his humor and irreverence. He also relates himself to the like of significant Black cultural icons, like Lamont and Rollo from the TV show Sanford and Son, as well as Rastafarians. The rapper further reflects the importance of staying true to one's identity and maintaining loyalty to one's group. In the end, the rapper reminds us to appreciate good music, good company, and an excellent drink, all while flowing like likwit.

Line by Line Meaning

I hang MC's with my noose, watch me get loose
I am so good at rapping that I can metaphorically 'hang' other rappers with how much better I am. I am unstoppable.

The nigga flippin' more styles than Snapple got juice
I have an immense amount of flow and can switch up my rhymes in endless ways. Snapple only has a few flavors, but I have unlimited styles.

'Cause I'm too hot to handle, got more soul in my pinky Than a niggy pickin' his afro and I left the skin not stinky
I am extremely talented and charismatic, with more soul and rhythm in my little finger than someone who picks their afro and doesn't clean their scalp properly.

The freshest, yes it's, the rhymer with the bottle Kickin' it with my homie like Lamont do with Rollo
I am the freshest and most talented rapper, always have a drink in my hand. I hang out with my homie like the characters from the show Sanford and Son.

Live at the Apollo, they still couldn't do it 'Cause even in New York the crew be buzzin' off the fluid
Even if I perform at the legendary Apollo Theater, I still can't be stopped. My crew is always buzzing with excitement from drinking alcohol.

So testing (one), testing (two), testing (three) Too much Olde E will make you pee
I am testing the mic before I rap. Drinking too much Olde E (a malt liquor) will make you urinate frequently.

As you can see I'm the Alcaholik tipsy off the whiskey Get with the clippers never nappy like Misty
I am a member of Tha Alkaholiks and slightly drunk off whiskey. I keep my hair well-groomed, unlike the fictional character Misty from the comic strip Little Orphan Annie.

I didn't grow dreads, 'cause dreads is for the rastas Tha Alkaholik click straight knockin' out impostors
I don't have dreadlocks because that's a hairstyle associated with Rastafarians. My crew, Tha Alkaholiks, takes down fake or inferior rappers.

Gots to roll deep like ants at a picnic Get with the crew that's flowin' like likwit
I have to bring a lot of people with me (like ants at a picnic) because we are a force to be reckoned with. Join my crew, which has a flowing and fun energy.

Every night I pray to god please, no more whack MC's I catch a few z's, wake up and bust these
I hope every night that I won't have to hear another bad rapper. I take a nap, wake up, and then skillfully rap again.

I get over like a high jumper, freaks be on my wienie 'Cause they know I'm packin' more shit than Bandini
I am able to overcome obstacles like a high jumper in track and field. People (especially women) are attracted to me because I have a lot of talent and creativity, like the character Arturo Bandini from the John Fante novels.

The freshest on the map servin' raps with all fixin's E-Swift does the mixin', pockets fat like Rickie Nixon
I am the freshest rapper around and my rhymes are complete with all the right ingredients. E-Swift (a member of Tha Alkaholiks) mixes my rhymes perfectly. I have a lot of money, like Richard Nixon.

(Ain't no party like a Alkaholik party) So don't be a nitwit, get with the likwit (Ah yeah, ah yeah) Yeah a little louder a little louder a little louder One two one two yeah just like that, yo Yo, (flowin' like likwit) Ahh yeah (ahh yeah ahh yeah ahh yeah) flowin' like likwit Ow, King Tee
There's no party like one thrown by Tha Alkaholiks. Don't be foolish, join our movement and become part of the 'likwit.' We rap and flow together flawlessly, led by King Tee.

Here comes the Lik, or should I say likwit As I gets funky on a track that my nigga E-Swift did
I am called 'The Lik' (part of Tha Alkaholiks), or as we call ourselves, 'likwit.' I am rapping over a funky beat created by E-Swift.

Rollin' with the Alkaholik group, call me trooper Run of the mill skills got your neck in the noose
I am part of Tha Alkaholiks and consider myself a trooper. Ordinary rappers don't stand a chance against me and I will metaphorically hang them with the noose around their neck.

But hey, I be the K-I-N-G Tee for short Big ballin' nigga playin' rhymes like a sport
I am King Tee, and I play around with rhymes like they are a sport. Don't underestimate me or my abilities.

Wicked when I kick it, yeah that's the ticket Tossin' up a forty still buzzin' off the likwit
My raps are wickedly good and entertaining. I am still feeling the effects of the alcohol (specifically a 40-ounce bottle) consumed earlier.

You ain't got enough skill, to fill up a cup So niggy won't you just shut the (hold up)
You are lacking so much talent that you wouldn't even be enough to fill up a small cup. Just stop talking.

The girls call me dookie man 'cause I'm the shit can't you smell son I gots more freaks than Prince Rogers Nelson
Women call me 'dookie man' because I am the best, and they can smell my talent. I have more female admirers than the famous musician Prince.

I can't be stopped I got hip-hop wreckin' powers I gotta say what's up to my buddy Ricky Flowers We got that likwit funk, we get drunk with the Hell motherfuckin' yeah
I am unstoppable and have a lot of power in the world of hip-hop. Shout out to my friend Ricky Flowers. We are all about the 'likwit' lifestyle and love to have a good time.

Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: E. BROOKS, J. ROBINSON, R. MCBRIDE, R. SMITH

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