Stop, listen, what's sound? Likwid motherfuckers came to the house down
Hey yo, last FreshFest we was good times LikwidFest I be bustin' out rhymes When Loot Pack's on your set we'll take total Of mind, feet, body and inner soul Multiple beats to subject to Wild Child sets it off after DJ bring in my cuts in Can't overnight MC's that can't afford To get with the mic, whether it's with or without a cord
So I hip hop right before wack MC's infect it Come attackin' to forehead and slowly make you respect it And then inject it into system And when your start pulsatin', showin' you Loot Pack the nation, I'm on the court, Wild Child rocks the fort Keanu Reeves and givin' support, that gets my love
I'd appreciate it if y'all appreciate it, then rock us Real hip hop's not to spot like shoplifters (I see you) I flip that rhythmic, no gimmick But when you see Loot 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 to they flesh
So put your best against this, it matter who flows When they step in my Rico slows, they rolls like Ahh, 'cuz my brain tells me go the grain 'Cuz other niggaz out here all be rappin' just the same But I spit flames, I kick ass and take Fuck the boozy dames, this art should be in frames And hung up on the right next to Picasso I niggaz comin' down the pike, not so hot so
comes blazin', Loot Pack blazin' Hot to fry you into California raisins 'Cuz my style of rhymin' is ahead of its time I make connect lovely like Coronas 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 from the group you feel it's a million Alkaholiks on the Earth (And real)
Stop, listen, what's that Likwid motherfuckers came to tear the house (Uh, I'm to' down, uh, I'm to' down, uh, I skip this 'round) Stop, what's sound Likwid motherfuckers 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, bust Preservation if you heard this on your station, yo, then you That we'll you out with just, light ones Cut ya like a was on the cut slicer, I wet ya Yo, I kick flavor, got beats than my nigga got Beeps on his pager 'cuz my flavor's like Rhyme patterns intertwine with the offtime Then I read off or freestyle rhyme
Make ya rewind the digga niggaz, always, spliff rhyme rip Never my hop hips a grip With the Likwidation lyrical radiation you're Fate than freebasin', with them flows you're chasin' Lyrics lead the Pack way, so I can blast a rapper that ain't Get up out this lane 'Cuz you'll be feelin' mass pain being phony Like when a swear he know me, yo, it be no comprehende Been doin' this long, you might as well call me a
and round I go This rapper's name is Wack MC's don't waste your (Let me to the rhyme)
Niggaz talk about scrappin' when they can't a grape That's why I choose to stick to myself a roll of tape You wanna battle dog, I got a catalog of rhymes it down to your enzymes But your ass talk trash, know when your is garby You as a Barbie, hard as Terence Trent D'Arby
You the MC I ever heard You fly a wingless bird, it's absurd, you get the D I C K, in-ya-mouth, all day For comin' anyway, my style's terrific many say You like ashes, it's goin' 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 might skip 'round) Stop, what's sound Likwid motherfuckers came to tear the down (I'm to' down, I'm to' y'all, I'm to' down y'all, I'm to' down)
Yeah right west coast this the tear down Likwid in the place, knowhatI'msayin'? Yo, fuck that, let me 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, Cypress Hill, Wu-Tang, Connection Uhh, to tear it down, I'm to' down, I might have to miss this