Stop, listen, what's that Likwid motherfuckers to tear the house down
Hey yo, last we was rockin' good times This I be bustin' out rhymes When Pack's on your set we'll take total control Of your mind, feet, body and inner beats to subject to discussion Wild sets it off after DJ Rome bring in my cuts in Can't overnight 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 wack MC's infect it Come attackin' to forehead and slowly make you respect it And then inject it into system And when veins start pulsatin', showin' you Loot Pack Rocks the nation, I'm on the court, Wild Child the fort Reeves 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 hard to spot shoplifters (I see you) I flip that rhythmic, no gimmick But you see Loot 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 to they flesh
So put best against this, it don't matter who flows When they step in my direction Rico slows, they like Ahh, 'cuz my brain tells me go against the 'Cuz these other niggaz out here all be rappin' the same But I spit flames, I kick ass and names the boozy dames, this art should be placed in frames And hung up on the wall next to Picasso I heard niggaz down the pike, not so hot so
comes blazin', Loot Pack blazin' Hot enough to fry you into California 'Cuz my Alkie style of rhymin' is of its time I make words connect lovely like Coronas and So where you rhymes at? Break 'em out, don't be scared, me Every I flow I feel like y'all niggaz owe me The one and only from the group you feel 'Cuz a million Alkaholiks on the Earth (And real)
Stop, listen, what's that 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 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)
We got that rhyme elevation like a mad liberation Circle and run your base and, 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 Beeps on his pager 'cuz my flavor's major Rhyme intertwine with the beat offtime I read off lines or freestyle rhyme
Make ya rewind the crate niggaz, always, spliff rhyme rip Never slip my hop hips a With the lyrical radiation you're facin' Fate worse than freebasin', with them flows chasin' Lyrics lead the Pack way, so I can a rapper that ain't classy Get up out fast lane 'Cuz you'll be mass pain from being phony when a nigga swear he know me, yo, it be no comprehende Been doin' this long, you might as well call me a
Round and I go This rapper's is J-Ro Wack MC's don't your time (Let me to the rhyme)
Niggaz talk about scrappin' when they can't a grape why I choose to stick to myself like a roll of tape You don't wanna dog, I got a catalog of rhymes it down to your enzymes But your ass talk trash, know when your 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 comin' outside anyway, my terrific many say You lightweight like ashes, it's goin' down like crashes At all bashes
Stop, listen, that 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 that motherfuckers came 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 the tear down crew in the place, knowhatI'msayin'? Yo, fuck that, let me shout it out to all the coast II coast them forties upside 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 have to miss this