Stop, listen, that sound? Likwid motherfuckers came to tear the house
Hey yo, last FreshFest we was good times This LikwidFest I be out rhymes When Loot Pack's on your set take total control Of your mind, feet, and inner soul Multiple beats to subject to Wild Child sets it off after DJ Rome bring in my in Can't understand MC's that can't afford To get broken with the mic, it's with or without a cord
So I grab hip hop right before wack infect 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 Reeves and Sinbad support, that gets my love
I'd appreciate it if y'all appreciate it, then rock us hip hop's not hard to spot like shoplifters (I see you) I flip that rhythmic, no gimmick But when you see Pack rock, watch us freak the physic, yo I must confess I'm from the west about Don't try and test 'cuz I break MC's down to flesh
So put your best this, it don't matter who flows When they step in my direction slows, they rolls like Ahh, 'cuz my brain tells me go against the 'Cuz other niggaz out here all be rappin' just the same But I flames, I kick ass and take names the boozy dames, this art should 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 Alkie style of rhymin' is ahead of its I make words connect lovely Coronas and lime So where you at? Break 'em out, don't be scared, show me Every time I I feel like y'all niggaz owe me The one and only from the group you could 'Cuz it's a million Alkaholiks on the (And real)
Stop, listen, what's that Likwid motherfuckers came to tear the down (Uh, I'm to' down, uh, I'm to' down, uh, I might this 'round) Stop, that sound motherfuckers 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 rhyme elevation like a mad liberation Circle and run base and, bust hip-hop Preservation if you heard this on your station, yo, then you That we'll knock you out with just, ones Cut ya a throne was on the cut slicer, I wet ya Yo, I kick flavor, got more beats than my got on his pager 'cuz my flavor's like major Rhyme patterns intertwine the beat offtime Then I read off lines or rhyme
Make ya rewind the digga niggaz, always, spliff rhyme rip slip my hop hips a grip With the Likwidation lyrical radiation you're Fate worse than freebasin', with them you're chasin' Lyrics lead the Pack way, so I can blast a that ain't classy Get up out this lane 'Cuz you'll be feelin' mass pain being phony Like when a nigga swear he me, yo, it be no comprehende doin' this long, you might as well call me a sensei
Round and I go This name is J-Ro Wack don't waste your time (Let me to the rhyme)
Niggaz talk about scrappin' when they scrape a grape That's why I choose to stick to myself a roll of tape You don't wanna dog, I got a catalog of rhymes Break it down to enzymes But your ass trash, know when your style is garby You as a Barbie, hard as Terence Trent D'Arby
You the wackest MC I heard You fly a wingless bird, it's absurd, you get the D I C K, in-ya-mouth, all day For comin' outside anyway, my style's many say You like ashes, it's goin' down like plane crashes At all Alkaholik
Stop, listen, what's sound motherfuckers came to tear the house down (Uh, I'm to' down, uh, I'm to' down, uh, I might skip 'round) Stop, what's that Likwid motherfuckers came to the house down (I'm to' down, I'm to' y'all, I'm to' down y'all, I'm to' down)
Yeah that's right west coast this the down Likwid crew in the place, Yo, fuck that, let me shout it out to all the homeboys II coast Turnin' forties upside 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, Westside Uhh, to tear it down, I'm to' down, I might to miss this round