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Song Title:	21 Under
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Intro: tash

("yes yes yall, and you dont stop" - repeat 12x)

Hello

Let me tell ya about the liks

See it *echoes* say it *echoes*

Ah, yo

Verse one: tash

I walked into a store I stepped straight to the freezer

I grabbed some forty ounces and a few bacardi breezers

I threw em on the counter then I went to find some chips

Im thinkin bout this bitch Im bout to visit with the hips

I asked the counter person for the biggest box of trojans

Cause when I be onthe pussy I cause nuclear explosions

He put them in my bad, totalled up my sums

He said, "that comes to thirteen dollars," but I didnt have no ones

I gave him twenty, in walked some shorties

Eyes beemin red headed straight for the forties

Five foot three wannabe tupacs

They asked the man behind the counter for the newport boxes

They stole some cans cause the man couldnt see em

Cause he busy tryin to tell em next time hell Id em

One was starin at me, then suddenly it hit him

Thats that nigga from the liks lets crack the forties with him

They gave me daps they said I freak my raps

They said they homey got some flows and twist off the beer caps

Halfway finished, I asked em what their ages

Cause they lookin like, they barely out the puberty stages

Fifteen, sixteen, one was too embarrased

He said they started drinkin fuckin around and went to terrace

It wasnt long before the forties was gone

So as I turned around I told my young niggaz to stay strong

Because no matter how you scan it youre the future of the planet

You dont wanna be a rapper cause its drainin entertainin

Too much strainin on your brain, I told em they dont need it

They hit me with a card and said, "call us if you wanna gt

Weeded," yeah sixteen years old

Hangin out drinkin forties in the east columbus cold

As they jumped onto they bikes in the knee-high snow

They all turned around and said, "you aint shit rico!"

Chorus: j-ro, tash

Can I send this out once, for my niggaz smokin blunts

Twice, for my niggaz rollin dice

Three times, for my niggaz bust the rhymes

So they dont do crimes to make it through the hard times

As we send it out once, for my niggaz smokin blunts

Twice, for my niggaz rollin dice

When the liks is in the house we let you know like yo!

If you hit me with a forty black I hit you with a flow

Verse two: j-ro

It was a friday night, house party goin on

At my homies house, from dusk til dawn

Blunts in the air plus kegs of brew

Some half naked-bitches gettin pushed in the pool

[in the corner was the dj, gettin nice

Feelin that shit, off the alehze and ice]

I only had one mic, now imagin

A gang of drunk mcs who wanna start rappin

One grabbed the mic and held on too long

("...baby Im on the mic, and Im on the mic... *crowd boos*

When Im on the mic [pass the mic God damn nigga]

Doin what I like, and when Im on the mic...")

Push came to shove *bang* now hes gone

Thats what happens when the liquor does your thinkin

So keep this in mind when youre out there drinkin

Chorus: tash, j-ro

Outro: j-ro, tash

And Im out, time to get busy

As we flow up out this piece

I aint even mad, I aint even mad

I aint even mad at yall

Its the alkaholiks...

Yo yo, mic check one two one two

Transmittin live through the headphones, you know how we do it

Low budget style

For all mcs in the houe I know how you feel

I know you feelin the vibe right about now

Crackin the forty, sittin in the car, or at the club

Bobbin your head to this album

But yo, we gonna give you, we gonna give you a second to catch wreck

Go ahead, get your freestyle on

And you dont have to be twenty-one

Rock that shit

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