Stop, listen, that sound? Likwid motherfuckers to tear the house down
Hey yo, last FreshFest we was rockin' good This LikwidFest I be bustin' out Loot Pack's on your set we'll take total control Of your mind, feet, and inner soul Multiple beats to to discussion Child sets it off after DJ Rome bring in my cuts in Can't understand overnight MC's can't afford To get broken with the mic, whether 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 into system And your veins start pulsatin', showin' you Loot Pack Rocks the nation, I'm on the court, Wild rocks the fort Keanu and Sinbad givin' support, that gets my love
I'd appreciate it if y'all appreciate it, rock with 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 must confess I'm from the about Fresh Don't try and test I break MC's down to they flesh
So put your best this, it don't matter who flows When step in my direction Rico slows, they rolls like Ahh, 'cuz my brain me go against the grain these other niggaz out here all be rappin' just the same But I spit flames, I kick ass and take 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
comes 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 rhymes at? Break 'em out, don't be scared, me Every time I flow I feel y'all niggaz owe me The one and only from the group you could 'Cuz a million Alkaholiks on the Earth (And real)
Stop, listen, what's sound Likwid motherfuckers came to 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' down y'all, I'm to' y'all, I'm to' down)
We got that rhyme elevation racin' like a mad Circle and run your base and, bust Preservation if you heard this on 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 more than my nigga got Beeps on his pager 'cuz my like major Rhyme patterns intertwine with the beat Then I read off lines or freestyle
Make ya the crate digga niggaz, always, spliff rhyme rip slip my hop hips a grip With the Likwidation lyrical you're facin' Fate worse freebasin', with them flows you're chasin' lead the Pack way, so I can blast a rapper that ain't classy Get up out this lane 'Cuz you'll be mass pain from being phony Like when a nigga swear he me, yo, it be no comprehende Been doin' this long, you as well call me a sensei
and round I go This rapper's name is MC's don't waste your time (Let me to the rhyme)
Niggaz about scrappin' when they can't scrape a grape That's why I choose to stick to myself a roll of tape You don't wanna battle dog, I got a catalog of Break it down to your But ass talk trash, know when your style 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 outside anyway, my style's terrific many say You lightweight ashes, it's goin' down like plane crashes At all bashes
Stop, listen, that sound Likwid motherfuckers came to the house down (Uh, I'm to' down, uh, I'm to' down, uh, I skip this 'round) Stop, what's 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)
Yeah right west coast this the tear down Likwid in the place, knowhatI'msayin'? 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 Likwid crew, big up to Deep The Def Squad, Cypress Hill, Wu-Tang, Westside Uhh, to tear it down, I'm to' down, I might to miss this round