If MC's don't know, if niggas don't know If my don't know, if ya girlies don't know If y'all brothers don't know, if y'all sisters know About the Crew, how will you know?
Well, it's the slider, the slipper, the malt sipper The nigga in the corner waiting for turn to rip ya I'll flip it to the with that wino rhyme flow I know ya niggas be bouncing to my
'Cuz people, Rico got you need If ya niggas got the chickens, I got the bird I'm here to make ya bleed the lyrics of tomorrow With the Cisco, the and Silver Duck, Sapporo
The vodka, the brandy, the rum and Coke and The zig zags in Vegas for that chronic from Oakland beat's not redundant off the SP1200
Tash has mastered more styles than motherfucking Grundman The beats make me tweak every time I speak, you can't the heat niggas need to turn the other cheek, the L I K, the W I T Y'all niggas better go and rush that LP
Some brothers had that inner soul capability Their ineligibility back fired on their To step inside of an unknown facility With and props to get
You was the only one with a mic in your Claiming you the shit Like a lunar eclipse, as soon as it clips to ya mind that Jack rhymes great, black, like strikes takes back
As I get underground like CIA's, I be's IC's like always need ID's Child, come and kick a freestyle Teah, I'll make ya swell up When Helen Keller, 'em a story, Wild Child style's relevant
All you pop heads drop dead and focus on my It's a matter of speaking when Wild be freakin' at the shows Now uh, for my bro's, when we spit shit, you spit shit But you get mad confused, messing with the Likwit Crew
Female out there, big up, props, I like sex But I spread endurance, and assurance upon my mic check So just break it, break it, break it down like this Break it, break it, break it down like
Brothers with skills, no bills, no Go for what you unless you got no flows Can the Likwit Crew MC's be It's the Liks and the and we ready to blow
Yo, I was a B-boy I got my first piece of ass Before I ever put the rum and in the glass Before I even met my niggas and Tash I ever had a shadow of a mustache
It's the ill loop digga nigga leavin' lyric lash like a For y'all is only here for cash It's the Likwit Crew, we keep it like '85 in '97 a lot of brothers be shady
I keep it to myself like my wealth stacked, phat Rollin' on this track with my nigga Ro got my 'Cuz if loopin' was hoopin', Madlib have hella ups I be rhymes into Styrofoam cups
And passing them out to at the show I'm not on the rocks, just a straight I'll get body movin' like a sauna, full of piranha's I'll your grandmamma wanna hit the marijuana
While I'm on the next level, like I wanna Comin' I'm Roland Hanna, gettin' iller than Madonna Madlib the bad kid, all up in ear hole Grab off the gold and then transmit the
I'm a let it be told the Lootpack means to me It's the of the emcee So Defari Heru from the Likwit Tell the people how you do, what you do
My Notebooks always in my 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 Crew member to the
Defari, bust back with the rock the Palm 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 kizzy on the be weekly
Then I'm up at tops they say me And so I do teach the truth to the Meanwhile back at the lab, brand new are hits This Lootpack straight Likwit