Video y letra de 21 and Under de Tha Alkaholiks

21 and Under es una melodia bastante bella. Es una cancion que produce muchos sentimientos aflorados. Contiene mucha poesia en su contenido, como veran adelante.

El sencillo que acaban escuchar pertece al album Coast II Coast. El video fue una buena adaptacion. Falta agradecer a You Tube por el video musical.

I ntro: Tash

("Yes yes y'all, a nd you don't st op" – repeat 12X)
Hello
Let me tell ya about the Liks
See it *echoes* say it *echoes*
Ah, yo

Verse One: Tash

I walked i nt o a st o re I stepped straight t o the freezer
I grabbed some fo rty ounces a nd a few Bacardi Breezers
I threw em on the counter then I went t o fi nd some chips
I am thi nki n bout thi s bitch I am bout t o vi sit with the hips
I asked the counter person fo r the biggest box of Trojans
Cause when I be onthe pussy I cause nuclear explosions
He put them i n my bad, t otalled up my sums
He said, "That comes t o thirteen dollars," but I didn't have no ones
I gave him twenty, i n walked some sho rties
Eyes beemi n red headed straight fo r the fo rties
Five foot three wannabe Tupac's
They asked the man behi nd the counter fo r the Newpo rt boxes
They st ole some cans cause the man couldn't see em
Cause he busy tryi n t o tell em next time he'll ID em
One was stari n at me, then suddenly it hit him
That's that nigga from the Liks let's crack the fo rties with him
They gave me daps they said I freak my raps
They said they homey got some flows a nd twi st off the beer caps
Halfway fi ni shed, I asked em what their ages
Cause they looki n l ike, they barely out the puberty stages
Fi fteen, sixteen, one was t oo embarrased
He said they started dri nki n fucki n around a nd went t o Terrace
It wasn't long befo re the fo rties was gone
So as I turned around I t old my young niggaz t o stay strong
Because no matter how you scan it you're the future of the planet
You don't wanna be a rapper cause it's drai ni n entertai ni n
t oo much strai ni n on your brai n, I t old em they don't need it
They hit me with a card a nd said, "Call us i f you wanna gt
weeded," yeah sixteen years old
Hangi n out dri nki n fo rties i n the East Columbus cold
As they jumped ont o they bikes i n the knee-high snow
They all turned around a nd said, "You ai n't shit Rico!"

Cho rus: J-Ro, Tash

Can I send thi s out once, fo r my niggaz smoki n blunts
Twice, fo r my niggaz rolli n dice
Three times, fo r my niggaz bust the rhymes
So they don't do crimes t o make it through the hard times

As we send it out once, fo r my niggaz smoki n blunts
Twice, fo r my niggaz rolli n dice
When the Liks i s i n the house we let you know l ike yo!
If you hit me with a fo rty black I hit you with a flow

Verse Two: J-Ro

It was a Friday night, house party goi n on
At my homies house, from dusk til dawn
Blunts i n the air plus kegs of brew
Some half naked-bitches getti n pushed i n the pool
[I n the co rner was the DJ, getti n nice
Feeli n that shit, off the Alehze a nd ice]
I only had one mic, now imagi n
A gang of drunk MC's who wanna start rappi n
One grabbed the mic a nd held on t oo long
("…baby I am on the mic, a nd I am on the mic… *crowd boos*
When I am on the mic [Pass the mic god damn nigga]
doi n what I l ike, a nd when I am on the mic…")
Push came t o shove *bang* now he's gone
That's what happens when the liquo r does your thi nki n
So keep thi s i n mi nd when you're out there dri nki n

Cho rus: Tash, J-Ro

Outro: J-Ro, Tash

A nd I am out, time t o get busy
As we flow up out thi s piece
I ai n't even mad, I ai n't even mad
I ai n't even mad at y'all
It's the Alkaholiks…

Yo yo, mic check one two one two
Transmitti n live through the headphones, you know how we do it
low budget style
Fo r all MC's i n the houe I know how you feel
I know you feeli n the vibe right about now
Cracki n the fo rty, sitti n i n the car, o r at the club
bobbi n your head t o thi s album
But yo, we gonna give you, we gonna give you a second t o catch wreck
Go ahead, get your freestyle on
a nd you don't have t o be twenty-one
rock that shit

mo re