Luyện nghe bài hát Tore Down

Stop, listen, what's that
Likwid motherfuckers came to the house down

Hey yo, last we was rockin' good times
This LikwidFest I be out rhymes
When Loot Pack's on your set take total control
Of mind, feet, body and inner soul
Multiple beats to to discussion
Wild Child sets it off after DJ Rome in my cuts in
Can't understand MC's that can't afford
To get broken the mic, whether it's with or without a cord

So I grab hip hop right before wack MC's it
Come attackin' to forehead and slowly make you respect it
And then inject it your system
And when your veins start pulsatin', showin' you Loot
Rocks the nation, I'm on the court, Wild Child rocks the
Keanu and Sinbad givin' support, that gets my love

I'd appreciate it if y'all it, then rock with us
Real hip hop's not hard to like shoplifters
(I see you)
I flip rhythmic, technique no gimmick
But when you see Pack rock, watch us freak the physic, yo
I must I'm from the west about Fresh
Don't try and 'cuz I break MC's down to they flesh

So put your against this, it don't matter who flows
When they step in my direction slows, they rolls like
Ahh, 'cuz my brain tells me go the grain
'Cuz these other niggaz out all be rappin' just the same
But I flames, I kick ass and take names
Fuck the boozy dames, this art be placed in frames
And hung up on the wall next to Picasso
I niggaz comin' down the pike, not so hot so

Tash blazin', Loot Pack blazin'
Hot enough to fry you California raisins
'Cuz my style of rhymin' is ahead of its time
I make words connect lovely like and lime
So where you rhymes at? Break 'em out, be scared, show me
Every time I I feel like y'all niggaz owe me
The one and only the group you could feel
'Cuz it's a million Alkaholiks on the
(And real)

Stop, listen, what's sound
Likwid motherfuckers to tear the house down
(Uh, I'm to' down, uh, I'm to' down, uh, I might skip 'round)
Stop, what's sound
Likwid came to tear the house down
(I'm to' down, I'm to' y'all, I'm to' down y'all, I'm to' down)

We got that elevation racin' like a mad liberation
Circle and run your base and, hip-hop
Preservation if you heard on your station, yo, then you know
That knock you out with just, light ones
Cut ya a throne was on the cut slicer, I wet ya
Yo, I flavor, got more beats than my nigga got
Beeps on his pager my flavor's like major
Rhyme patterns intertwine the beat offtime
I read off lines or freestyle rhyme

Make ya rewind the crate niggaz, always, spliff rhyme rip
Never slip my hop a grip
With the lyrical radiation you're facin'
Fate worse than freebasin', with them flows you're
lead the Pack way, so I can blast a rapper that ain't classy
Get up out this lane
'Cuz you'll be feelin' mass pain from being
Like when a nigga swear he me, yo, it be no comprehende
Been doin' this long, you might as well me a sensei

and round I go
This rapper's name is
Wack MC's waste your time
(Let me to the rhyme)

Niggaz talk scrappin' when they can't scrape a grape
That's why I choose to stick to myself like a roll of
You don't battle dog, I got a catalog of rhymes
Break it down to your
But ass talk trash, know when your style is garby
You soft as a Barbie, hard as Terence Trent

You the wackest MC I ever
You fly like a wingless bird, absurd, you get the
D I C K, in-ya-mouth, all day
For outside anyway, my style's terrific many say
You lightweight like ashes, it's down like plane crashes
At all bashes

Stop, listen, that sound
Likwid motherfuckers came to tear the house
(Uh, I'm to' down, uh, I'm to' down, uh, I skip this 'round)
Stop, that sound
Likwid motherfuckers to tear the house down
(I'm to' down, I'm to' down y'all, I'm to' y'all, I'm to' down)

Yeah that's right west this the tear down
Likwid crew in the place,
Yo, that, let me shout it out to all the homeboys coast II coast
Turnin' them forties down, big up to King Tee and Xzibit
Big up to the whole crew, big up to Mobb Deep
The Def Squad, Hill, Wu-Tang, Westside Connection
Uhh, to tear it down, I'm to' down, I might have to miss round