I got Soul Power, never took a cold shower,
Never had a girlfriend the color of cooking flour.

J-Ro, “Make Room,” from Tha Alkaholiks’ 21 and Over, 1993. More from Tha Liks…

You better recognize, adjust your bifocals;
Your style is local…I sit on the beach in Acapulco.
I put words together like Peter Jennings,
And skate on motherfuckers like Peggy Fleming.

Diamond D., “The Next Level,” from Tha Alkaholiks’ Coast II Coast, 1995

I’m hooked on gin and tonics like your mama’s Hooked on Phonics.

Tash, “Make Room,” from Tha Alkaholiks’ 21 & Over, 1993

Footballs, basketballs, microphones, gas and grass…
Just some of the few things that J-Ro likes to pass.

J-Ro of Tha Alkaholiks, “Freestyle Ghetto,” from King Tee’s IV Life, 1995

You’s a nigga everybody diss, cause you can’t bust this,
You got a bad name like Dick Butkus.

J-Ro, “The Next Level,” from Tha Alkaholiks’ Coast II Coast, 1995

Every night I pray to God: ‘Please, no more wack MC’s.’

J-Ro, “Likwit,” from Tha Alkaholiks’ 21 and Over, 1993

From city to city, coast to coast,
Friday night is the night they like to party the most.

Tha Alkaholiks, “Coast II Coast,” from Friday Soundtrack, 1995

What good is a beautiful dame with a Rolls-Royce frame, and a Volkswagen brain?

J-Ro, “Likwit Ridas,” from Tha Alkaholiks’ Likwidation, 1997

I’m hooked on gin and tonics like your mama’s Hooked on Phonics

Tash, “Make Room,” from Tha Alkaholiks’ 21 & Over, 1993 

Flows that go against the grain with a story so compellin’
I should mind The People’s Court, snatch the mic from Doug Llewellyn

Tash, “All the Way Live,” from Tha Alkaholiks’ Coast II Coast, 1995