Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Likwit Fusion, artist - Lootpack. Album song Soundpieces: Da Antidote, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 05.04.1999
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Stones Throw
Song language: English
Likwit Fusion |
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 |
Cuz 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 |
(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 ill 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, cuz… |
(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 |