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Lootpack – Likwit Fusion lyrics
-* this song is a little bit edited *Intro*
Tash: If
MC's don't know If, y'all niggas don't know If
my niggas don't know If, ya girlies don't know If
y'all brothers don't know If, y'all sisters don't know About
the Likwit Crew how, will you know [Tash]?
Well
it's the slider the, slipper the, malt liquor sipper The
nigga in the corner waiting for this turn to rip ya I'll
flip it to the mode with that wino rhyme flow I
know ya niggas be bouncing to my vinyl 'cause
people Rico, got everything you need If
ya niggas got the chickens I, got the bird seed I'm
here to make ya bleed with the lyrics of tomorrow With
the Cisco the, Hennesey and, Silver Duck Sapporo, The
vodka the, brandy the, rum and fucking *Coke* and The
zig zags in Vegas for that chronic straight from Oakland This
beat's not redundant off the SP1200 Tash,
has mastered more styles than motherfucking *Bernie* Grundman The
beats make me tweak everytime I speak you, can't take the heat Y'all,
niggas need to turn the other cheek the, L-I-K the, W-I-T Y'all
niggas better go and rush that Lootpack LP scratchin'
*"Likwit Fusion" [Wild*
Child] Some
brothers never had that inner soul capability Their
ineligibility back fired on their ability To
step inside of an unknown underground facility with papes and props to Get
You
was the only one with a mic in your hand claiming you rocked the shit *Like*
a lunar eclipse as, soon as it clips to ya mind state that Jack
rhymes great black, like, strikes umpire takes back As
I get underground like CIA's I, be's dope IC's, like cops always need ID's
Wild
Child come, and kick a freestyle yeah, I'll, make ya head swell up When
Helen Keller tell, 'em a story Wild, Child style's relevant All
you pop heads drop dead and focus on my flows It's
a matter of speaking when Wild Child be freakin' at the shows Now
uh speaking, for my bro's when, we spit shit *you*, spit shit *But*
you still get mad confused messing, with the Likwit Crew Female
virgins out there big, up props, I, like sex But
I spread endurance influence, and, assurance upon my mic check So
let's just break it (break it) break it (break it) break it down like This
(Oh-Ooh)
break it (break it) break, it (break it) break it down like this (Oh-Ooh)
Brothers
with skills no, bills no, shows Go
for what you know unless you got no flows Can
the Likwit Crew MC's be defeated (Hell? no) It's
the Liks and the Pack and we ready to blow [J-Ro]
Yo
I, was a B-boy before I got my first piece of ass *Before*
I ever put the rum and Coke in the glass Before
I even met my niggas E-Swift and Tash Before
I ever had a shadow of a mustache [Madlib]
It's
the I'll loop digga nigga leavin' lyric lash like a whiplash For
y'all niggas is only here for cash It's
the Likwit Crew we, keep it poppin' like '85 While
in '97 a lot of brothers be shady I Keep
it to myself like my wealth stacked dolo, phat Rollin
on this track with my nigga Ro got my back 'cause, [J-Ro...
] If
loopin' was hoopin' Madlib, would have hella ups I
be pourin' rhymes into styrofoam cups And
passing them out to everybody at the show I'm
not on the rocks just, a straight J-Ro I'll
get your body movin' like a sauna Full
of pirhanas I'll, make your grandmamma wanna hit the marajuana [Madlib]
While
I'm on the next level hittin', like I wanna Comin'
like I'm Roland Hannna gettin', iller than Madonna Madlib
the bad kid all, up in your earhole Grab
off the gold and then transmit the soul [J-Ro]
I'm
a let it be told what the Lootpack means to me It's
the return of the emcee So
Defari Heru from the Likwit Crew Tell
the party people how you do (Yo) what you do [Defari]...
Yo
my... Notebooks always in my brain I
mean even if fly my, mind forget a line I
still remember names and phrases And
endless pages of lyrics that are spirits That's
why I'm Likwit Crew member to the fullest Defari
bust, back with the Lootpack rock the Palm alot That's
why these broads grab my arm a lot and hold it tight Flossy
A's and money A's all night I'm
low kizzy on the rhyme be weekly Then
I'm up at tops they say teach me And
so I do teach the truth to the youth (Meanwhile) Back
at the lab brand, new singles are hits This
Lootpack shit *straight* Likwit Fusion...
Tash: If
MC's don't know If, y'all niggas don't know If
my niggas don't know If, ya girlies don't know If
y'all brothers don't know If, y'all sisters don't know About
the Likwit Crew how, will you know [Tash]?
Well
it's the slider the, slipper the, malt liquor sipper The
nigga in the corner waiting for this turn to rip ya I'll
flip it to the mode with that wino rhyme flow I
know ya niggas be bouncing to my vinyl 'cause
people Rico, got everything you need If
ya niggas got the chickens I, got the bird seed I'm
here to make ya bleed with the lyrics of tomorrow With
the Cisco the, Hennesey and, Silver Duck Sapporo, The
vodka the, brandy the, rum and fucking *Coke* and The
zig zags in Vegas for that chronic straight from Oakland This
beat's not redundant off the SP1200 Tash,
has mastered more styles than motherfucking *Bernie* Grundman The
beats make me tweak everytime I speak you, can't take the heat Y'all,
niggas need to turn the other cheek the, L-I-K the, W-I-T Y'all
niggas better go and rush that Lootpack LP scratchin'
*"Likwit Fusion" [Wild*
Child] Some
brothers never had that inner soul capability Their
ineligibility back fired on their ability To
step inside of an unknown underground facility with papes and props to Get
You
was the only one with a mic in your hand claiming you rocked the shit *Like*
a lunar eclipse as, soon as it clips to ya mind state that Jack
rhymes great black, like, strikes umpire takes back As
I get underground like CIA's I, be's dope IC's, like cops always need ID's
Wild
Child come, and kick a freestyle yeah, I'll, make ya head swell up When
Helen Keller tell, 'em a story Wild, Child style's relevant All
you pop heads drop dead and focus on my flows It's
a matter of speaking when Wild Child be freakin' at the shows Now
uh speaking, for my bro's when, we spit shit *you*, spit shit *But*
you still get mad confused messing, with the Likwit Crew Female
virgins out there big, up props, I, like sex But
I spread endurance influence, and, assurance upon my mic check So
let's just break it (break it) break it (break it) break it down like This
(Oh-Ooh)
break it (break it) break, it (break it) break it down like this (Oh-Ooh)
Brothers
with skills no, bills no, shows Go
for what you know unless you got no flows Can
the Likwit Crew MC's be defeated (Hell? no) It's
the Liks and the Pack and we ready to blow [J-Ro]
Yo
I, was a B-boy before I got my first piece of ass *Before*
I ever put the rum and Coke in the glass Before
I even met my niggas E-Swift and Tash Before
I ever had a shadow of a mustache [Madlib]
It's
the I'll loop digga nigga leavin' lyric lash like a whiplash For
y'all niggas is only here for cash It's
the Likwit Crew we, keep it poppin' like '85 While
in '97 a lot of brothers be shady I Keep
it to myself like my wealth stacked dolo, phat Rollin
on this track with my nigga Ro got my back 'cause, [J-Ro...
] If
loopin' was hoopin' Madlib, would have hella ups I
be pourin' rhymes into styrofoam cups And
passing them out to everybody at the show I'm
not on the rocks just, a straight J-Ro I'll
get your body movin' like a sauna Full
of pirhanas I'll, make your grandmamma wanna hit the marajuana [Madlib]
While
I'm on the next level hittin', like I wanna Comin'
like I'm Roland Hannna gettin', iller than Madonna Madlib
the bad kid all, up in your earhole Grab
off the gold and then transmit the soul [J-Ro]
I'm
a let it be told what the Lootpack means to me It's
the return of the emcee So
Defari Heru from the Likwit Crew Tell
the party people how you do (Yo) what you do [Defari]...
Yo
my... Notebooks always in my brain I
mean even if fly my, mind forget a line I
still remember names and phrases And
endless pages of lyrics that are spirits That's
why I'm Likwit Crew member to the fullest Defari
bust, back with the Lootpack rock the Palm alot That's
why these broads grab my arm a lot and hold it tight Flossy
A's and money A's all night I'm
low kizzy on the rhyme be weekly Then
I'm up at tops they say teach me And
so I do teach the truth to the youth (Meanwhile) Back
at the lab brand, new singles are hits This
Lootpack shit *straight* Likwit Fusion...
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