Stop, listen, that sound? Likwid motherfuckers came to the house down
Hey yo, last FreshFest we was rockin' times This I be bustin' out rhymes When Loot Pack's on your set we'll take control Of mind, feet, body and inner soul beats to subject to discussion Wild Child sets it off after DJ bring in my cuts in Can't understand overnight that can't afford To get broken with the mic, whether it's with or without a
So I grab hip hop right before MC's infect it Come attackin' to your forehead and make you respect it And then inject it into system And when your veins start pulsatin', showin' you Pack the nation, I'm on the court, Wild Child rocks the fort Keanu Reeves and Sinbad givin' support, gets my love
I'd appreciate it if appreciate it, then rock with us Real hip hop's not hard to spot like (I see you) I flip that rhythmic, technique no But you see Loot Pack rock, watch us freak the physic, yo I confess I'm from the west about Fresh Don't try and test 'cuz I break MC's down to flesh
So put your best against this, it don't matter who they step in my direction Rico slows, they rolls like Ahh, 'cuz my tells me go against the grain 'Cuz other niggaz out here all be rappin' just the same But I spit flames, I ass and take names Fuck the dames, this art should be placed in frames And up on the wall right next to Picasso I heard niggaz comin' the pike, not so hot so
Tash comes blazin', Loot blazin' Hot enough to fry you California raisins 'Cuz my Alkie style of rhymin' is ahead of its I make words connect like Coronas and lime So you rhymes at? Break 'em out, don't be scared, show me Every time I flow I like y'all niggaz owe me The one and from the group you could feel 'Cuz it's a Alkaholiks on the Earth (And real)
Stop, listen, what's 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 came to tear the down (I'm to' down, I'm to' down y'all, I'm to' y'all, I'm to' down)
We got rhyme elevation racin' like a mad liberation and run your base and, bust hip-hop Preservation if you this on your station, yo, then you know That we'll knock you out with just, light Cut ya a throne was on the cut slicer, I wet ya Yo, I kick flavor, got beats than my nigga got Beeps on his pager my flavor's like major patterns intertwine with the beat offtime Then I read off or freestyle rhyme
Make ya rewind the crate digga niggaz, always, spliff rip Never my hop hips a grip the Likwidation lyrical radiation you're facin' Fate worse than freebasin', with them flows you're Lyrics the Pack way, so I can blast a rapper that ain't classy Get up out fast lane 'Cuz you'll be feelin' mass from being phony Like when a nigga swear he me, yo, it be no comprehende Been doin' this long, you might as call me a sensei
Round and I go This rapper's is J-Ro MC's don't waste your time (Let me to the rhyme)
talk about scrappin' when they can't scrape a grape That's why I choose to stick to myself like a roll of You wanna battle dog, I got a catalog of rhymes it down to your enzymes But your ass trash, know when your style is garby You soft as a Barbie, hard as Terence D'Arby
You the wackest MC I heard You fly like a bird, it's 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, what's sound Likwid came to tear the house down (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 coast this the tear Likwid crew in the place, Yo, fuck that, let me shout it out to all the homeboys coast II them forties upside down, big up to King Tee and Xzibit Big up to the Likwid crew, big up to Mobb Deep The Def Squad, Cypress Hill, Wu-Tang, Westside Uhh, to tear it down, I'm to' down, I might have to miss this