Song Lyrics Tha Alkaholiks - No Hand Out    [Lyrics & Song Text Archive] lyrics archive>> T>> Tha Alkaholiks Singer Lyrics [Tha Alkaholiks other resources]>> No Hand Out Song Lyrics Author/Artist/Singer: Tha Alkaholiks Music Title/Track: No Hand Out Theme ID: 7072 Album: N/A Featuring Snaggle Puss] Verse One: Mad Lib, Xzybit Yo, look at the way you reactin I ain't on the microphone actin tough-actin like Tinactin Madden, dreamin like baddened Aladdin Families they get saddened, sisters no horror be cabbin stabbin Jammin like Isley when I be Floatin rhymes like a butterfly, stingin em like a bee IBM's is not computers Intelligent Black Men radio polluters and riot looters if any Plenty of patience perseverance, persistance And I don't need a county check for government assistance Build the knowledge without college abolish like aparthied Rip like a riptide, when I arrive Million Man March, Washington D, C me when I get there Pioneer millionair thoughts we all share In Los Angeles, niggaz stopped tryin to make peace a long time ago So it ain't no shock, to hear gunshots, on your block or maybe even mine on occasion Regardless of your town, niggaz still tore down and blast So Xzybit ask what's worse To getting rushed by the cops or put your piece down first, you're stuck See either way we've been set up to fail Throw that nigga in jail if he ain't tryin to see Yale or Harvard or Howard, and I reguse to be a coward Or forced to live off some five twenty-five an hour bullshit Xzybit carry on like my brothers did Handguns and girls hell in hands on and other shit Chorus: repeat 2X I don't need nobody, to give me a damn thing Just open up the door, and I get it myself Verse Two: Snaggle Puss Aiyyo the cream of the land has arrived I got with four hundred lashes and still survived To this very day, the grafted never let up So I got a million brothers, and we all fed up With corruption, that's why we on this mission To bring equality into the justice system At any cost, I'm down for what it takes Now cause when the rioting starts it's too late So let em drown in my ancestor's blood sweat and tears They fear, knowledge cause it cuts like a spear And yeah, we comin like bats out of hell Cause that's what it's like in the ghettoes we dwell No laughs, you might be the next in the bloodbath So compare what you got, to what you sposed to have The end result is we all gettin cheated Snaggle Puss, etched in stone, so you can read it Chorus Verse Three: J-Ro, Tash To all my black folk here's some liquid lettered soap I'm down for the upstroke, I'm tired of bein broke I feel like I'm in the gutter, word to the mudder Bruddah, I gotta introduce my ends to each other The facts about black is, nobody relaxes And those with stacks is like, fuck payin taxes I drink the cheap wine cause I not be got'en yapes Thunderbird and Nighttrain made from the rotten grapes Dance boy, sing boy, run boy, rap We'd all be rich if it was boy bust a cap I gotta watch my back cause sometimes we do stupid shit I can't even afford a gun to go and shoot you with I spit on the graves of those who held my people as slaves I catch your children slippin on the waves I gotta stay strong, even though the stress is stickin me I try to get a job but Mickey D ain't even pickin me While simultaneous I'm bustin with my niggaz just for practice Cause I see it in my sight to clock a million after taxes And I know I'm bout to have it cause I know I deserve Cause I could get you with the bullets but I stick you with words That'll slit you at the seams my shit is Wilder than Jean Tash'll eat you like a bowl of fuckin Product 19 Cause Vitamins and C give me wind to do you in So y'all niggaz got from now until I count backwards from ten So scram, cause before you get a chance to say (Daaam!) I'll be on you like the neighborhood watch program Cause I'm tryin to make the slams that'll bust your Cerwin-Vegas Cause niggaz think life is smokin blunts and playin Sega But not I, I make it so you can't fuck with this Cause I want a new car, plus a pound just to twist So get up and get out, get a pen write a verse nigga Do what you gotta do, but yo motherfuck the first Chorus Related Lyrics Random lyrics: Turn the Party Out, Hip Hop Drunkies, Rockin With the Best, No Hand Out, Likwit Ridas, Daaam, Hit and Run, Killin It, 29 To Think, 3 Days Jump, A Sweet Little Dis, Brother, Hitokiri, Im Private Army, Rojyou, S.S.B., Sai No Tuno No Youni Tada Hitori Ayume, Shine On You Crazy Diamond, Still Standing In The Bog, Tenka Nibun No Kei (COAST 2 COAST 3), Ulutra C, Cool As Kim Deal, Every Day Shoul Be A Holiday, Green, Hard Om For Jesus, Whipping Tree, 10 Til Midnight, 10 Til Midnite, A Doggz Day Afternoon, At Night, Because of You Girl, Best Run, Big pimpin, Big Pimpin 2, Big Pimpin, C-Walkin Cha Cha Cha, Change The Game (Remix), Coastin, Crip Wit Up, Crip Wit Us, Cyco-Lic-No, Cyco Lic No Bitch Azz Niggaz, Cyco-Lic-No, Cyco-Lic-No (Bitch Azz Niggaz), Dipp Wit Me, Do What I Feel, Dogg Pound 4 Life, Dogg Pound Gangstaz, DPG, Every Single Day, Other Tha Alkaholiks song Lyrics 21 Under Lyrics Aww Shit Lyrics Coast II Coast Lyrics Contents Unda Pressure Lyrics Daaam Lyrics Daaam (Swift Mix) Lyrics Hit Run Lyrics J Lyrics J-Ro Late Skit Lyrics Keep It Pourin Lyrics Killin it Lyrics ...Show All Other Artists Tha Alkaholiks f Keith Murray Lyrics Tha Alkaholiks f King Tee Lyrics Tha Alkaholiks f Loot Pack Lyrics Tha Alkaholiks f Ol Dirty Bastard Lyrics Tha Alkaholiks f Phil Da Agony Lyrics Tha Alkaholiks f Snaggle Puss Lyrics Tha Alkaholiks f WhoRidas Lyrics Tha Alkaholiks f Xzibit Lyrics Tha Blue Herb Lyrics Tha Dandy Warhols Lyrics All lyrics are property and copyright of their owners and are strictly for educational purposes only. lyricstrue.net Copyright © 2005-2007 All Rights Reserved., , Privacy policy