Yo, Ro'Gram where you at,
At nighttime I'm on the prowl and I'm livin' like Blackula Got a made out of chrome shaped like a spatula 'Cause I'm flippin' rhymes at three times the of lightning You dare to compare to the golden bear, it's kind of
You can meditate you levitate but never rate Higher than a seven, eight, yeah, I had to set 'em I you feelin' these, I ram sack yo' facilities I'm ill at ease with MCs, who ain't got no abilities
Get at me, I make MCs run out batteries I roll the bleeze and then I blow like cannonball You try to get with Likwit but yo' brew ain't cold enough, enough You try to get Likwit but yo' brew ain't cold enough, cold enough
Y'all ain't gotta clue what my clique gon' do Fast money, fast cars, niggaz until two My niggaz rendezvous, we cop Kung-fus and split 'em the freaks come out at night, CaTash be right wit 'em
Stone but only when I'm loaded wit funs Big guns, I'll make you do the plunge I only came to some fun but I get caught up in the rapture I don't even write no more, I manufacture
Cold shit, you that old gold shit, that raw shit That drunken alkahol shit make you say, aw shit Them motherfuckers is too slick for We be creepin' up on you like police on
the middle of the hype night All the looking right, right My niggaz, keep it tight, tight niggaz wanna fight, fight
It's the middle of the night All the ladies right, right My Likwit keep it
Me and my niggaz out for a party to crash Mashed out to Beach but we stop for some gas I pull in first, pulled in last J-Ro steady rollin' blunts of the hash
Since, it's all about the cash, we lay on smash Hit up four and Carson, scoop Xzibit and Brad The sounds so hard it's vibratin' my glass Blast, we drivin' way too fast
Slow down, you crash the whip, slow down And hit a dip I paid a lot of money for this promise kit We runnin' late for a show, we got this to get The nightlife'll have you caught up in all types of
Like what? Like this, that, like that like this I St. Ide's, I don't be fuckin' with Crist' 'Cause we the type of clique that need to drink somethin' When tha Liks is in the house, the party longer
I dedicate this song to, bitches and Who down at the club and show tha Liks love Even with creatine injected in your You couldn't compete with my Likwit team
'Cause tha Liks supreme of all hip-hop scenes We about your boogie party, bumrushed it in jeans And pulled the hoes most likely to succeed Where nigga J-Ro? Most likely smokin' weed
It's the of the night, night All the ladies right, right My niggaz keep it tight, tight niggaz wanna fight, fight
It's the middle of the night, All the ladies right, right My Likwit keep it tight, tight Rowdy niggaz fight, fight
Yo, it out Turn up the level more so I can hear the forever more I came out of nowhere like predator, a metaphor If you rap-impaired, you might say what happened While the clap and cheer, bring that beat back in here
Nighttime is the time to write rhymes Why you wanna mine? I blow you away like white lines I think, you let it go, get yo' ass off my pedestal you need attention and it's gonna be medical
If rap was basketball, I'd have the earl the pearl I drink everything but Jack Rap scandals don't interest me, I get dressy Tha Liks rock the shows but leave the whole crowd
It's the of the night, night All the looking right, right My Likwit niggaz keep it tight, niggaz wanna fight, fight
It's the middle of the night, All the looking right, right My niggaz keep it tight, tight niggaz wanna fight, fight