If MC's know, if y'all niggas don't know If my niggas don't know, if ya girlies don't If y'all brothers don't know, if y'all sisters know About the Likwit Crew, how you know?
Well, it's the slider, the slipper, the liquor sipper The nigga in the corner waiting for this to rip ya I'll flip it to the with that wino rhyme flow I know ya niggas be to my vinyl
'Cuz people, Rico got you need If ya niggas got the chickens, I got the seed I'm here to make ya bleed with the of tomorrow the Cisco, the Hennessey and Silver Duck, Sapporo
The vodka, the brandy, the rum and Coke and The zig zags in Vegas for that chronic straight from This beat's not off the SP1200
Tash has mastered more styles than Bernie Grundman The beats me tweak every time I speak, you can't take the heat Y'all niggas need to the other cheek, the L I K, the W I T Y'all niggas better go and rush Lootpack LP
Some never had that inner soul capability Their ineligibility back fired on ability To step inside of an unknown facility With and props to get
You was the only one a mic in your hand you rocked the shit Like a lunar eclipse, as soon as it to ya mind state that Jack rhymes great, black, strikes umpire takes back
As I get underground like CIA's, I be's like cops always need ID's Wild Child, and kick a freestyle Teah, I'll make ya swell up When Helen Keller, tell 'em a story, Child style's relevant
All you pop drop dead and focus on my flows It's a matter of speaking when Wild be freakin' at the shows Now uh, speaking for my bro's, we spit shit, you spit shit But you still get mad confused, messing with the Crew
Female virgins out there, big up, props, I sex But I spread endurance, and assurance upon my mic check So let's just break it, break it, break it down like Break it, break it, break it down like
with skills, no bills, no shows Go for what you unless you got no flows Can the Likwit MC's be defeated? It's the Liks and the Pack and we to blow
Yo, I was a B-boy I got my first piece of ass I ever put the rum and Coke in the glass Before I met my niggas E-Swift and Tash I ever had a shadow of a mustache
It's the ill loop nigga leavin' lyric lash like a whiplash For y'all is only here for cash It's the Likwit Crew, we keep it like '85 While in '97 a lot of be shady
I it to myself like my wealth stacked, dolo phat Rollin' on this with my nigga Ro got my back if loopin' was hoopin', Madlib would have hella ups I be rhymes into Styrofoam cups
And passing them out to at the show I'm not on the rocks, a straight J-Ro I'll get your body movin' a sauna, full of piranha's make your grandmamma wanna hit the marijuana
While I'm on the next level, like I wanna Comin' like I'm Hanna, gettin' iller than Madonna the bad kid, all up in your ear hole Grab off the gold and then transmit the
I'm a let it be told what the Lootpack to me the return of the emcee So Defari Heru the Likwit Crew Tell the people how you do, what you do
My Notebooks in my brain I mean even if fly, my mind a line I still remember and phrases And pages of lyrics that are spirits That's why I'm Likwit member to the fullest
Defari, bust back with the Lootpack rock the a lot That's why these broads my arm a lot and hold it tight Flossy A's and A's all night I'm low on the rhyme be weekly
I'm up at tops they say teach me And so I do teach the to the youth back at the lab, brand new singles are hits This Lootpack straight Likwit