Verse one:
And is how we run it down the line E-swift is second, I'm first to The half full, is it yours or mine Get a cup and we can get drunk, at the time Put on your clothes, when I come around I'm all the way down the brown brown I be kickin Up in my town pickin up another for the weigh in The earth is a great place to but I ain't stayin Don't stop brakes to the metal I brush my teeth with (say what? ) I got that operation push, from in front of me I be the first pmd seen, livin comfortably In forty-eight states, the board I kick that kind of shit yo' ass can't Cause you broke, you to go for a smoke And about ya problems while you toke (ha ha) Who you tellin, we did shows than aaron spelling Leavin las vegas likwid funk is you smellin This is the track that broke your moms I was on the dancefloor I heard it crack, do you it?
Chorus:
"yeah" we to put it down like this aight? "aight!" "this is from the west, one two" "yeah" we to fuck it up like this aight? "aight!" "likwidation one two" "yeah" we to likwidate the whole world aight? "aight!" "likwidation one two" "yeah" the music get you drunk like this "aight!" "likwidation the west"
Verse two:
Sometimes I rhyme drunk, sometimes I rhyme (yeah) I never no gimmicks and shit, to get me over a couple crates to rock all fifty states And overseas, nigga please, this is likwid (and they drunk) Comin up like a feature my likwidation liks be wettin the nation On the two turntables I would say I'm Destroy any mic device like glen rice Prepare for the everytime we perform We be the most inebriated mc's, ever That leave your speakers torn, it's tha Everything we liks is a classic, shit sound plastic Me bein wack is no latins in manhattan It won't happen, long as e-swift is rappin So while waitin for my crew to fall be chartin number one sayin fuck alla y'all (do you it? )
Verse tash, j-ro
So the mc's persist to try to bust like this I'm so slick I drop the mic and jump back and kiss my Cause I mix words and match em, I words and catch em The a in stands for all about the action And that's the whole to skip to my shit Rock the mic in my beyond ad-e-quate split with the cheese and the h-o-e's The ones I only call at night *keys you know my low keys While downin olde e's the likwid mc's The crew takes the party higher than the flyin trapeze drops ya to the earth without no safety net to catch ya All can say is likwid wrecked ya, so let the Good times roll, the glass and the remi To the nigga been rockin since heavy d was skinny And we can ya how we run it down the line (xzibit: so how the ya feelin tash? ) I'm feelin fine But don't play me closely, just pass me that e And i'ma hit that shit and it down to easy mo bee Not you to show me, I'm tellin you to show me The you know what, I fuck shit up Cause I'm the top gunner here to blow your ed So you can see what I'm like enhanced cd's So if niggaz want the bomb press tash dot com And i'ma pop up on your with the beer in palm
And is how we run it down the line Tash third, I was first to rhyme Mo bee easy on the tracks that make you your spine Likwidation in mouth one time, can you feel it?
Chorus (without words except j-ro 'likwidation')
Alkaholiks, yeah, the last group left Do you it? Easy mo, coast...
*e-swift and scratching*