Alkaholiks Lyrics of the Relief Yourself track

Uh!


Uhhh, uh!


It's gonna be that, it's fat


Ah one-two and a


I can't hold it in I gotta let it all out (ya don't stop)


Let it all out, let it all out (ya don't stop)


I can't hold it in I gotta let it all out (do the wop)


Let it all out (hip-hop, what?)





[Tash]





Anything you could do I could do fresher


When I'm on the microphone I rock the shit without no pressure


Cause I snuck my forty ouncer past the bouncer with the stun gun


I gots to get some lyrics off my chest so let me run one


Cause who's bad? Not Michael Jackson when I asked him


I even rock the mic for seven days with Toni Braxtion


It's the Liks, rockin like a six point six


So while I be scoopin bitches you rush the skin flicks





[J-Ro]





For reals, I gots more skills than an occupation center


I got your girl cookin my dinner


Action, lights and cameras ain't needed


Oh jeezus, the nigga that be gettin rappers heated


I'm J-Ro, and my style is darker than a mole


My rhyme is so hot you got to stop drop and roll


I used to wear Releases, I hate police to pieces


Oh jeezus, my style is sick like pork greases





Chorus:





And now I can't holt it in I gotta let it all out


Let it all out, let it all out (relieve yourself)


And now I can't holt it in I gotta let it all out


Let it all out (relieve yourself)





And now I can't holt it in I gotta let it all out


Let it all out, let it all out (relieve yourself)


And now I can't holt it in I gotta let it all out


Let it all out





[J-Ro]





I get in em when I sin em, the Alkaholik venom


I fold your clothes with your body still in em


The rhymes I got, hit like Ronnie Lott


The only way you take my spot is with