Likwit Fusion Lyrics
| Song | Likwit Fusion |
| Artist | Lootpack |
| Album | Soundpieces: Da Antidote! |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Brown, Jackson, Jimenez ... | |
| * - 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 | |
| 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 | |
| *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 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 |
| zuo qu : Brown, Jackson, Jimenez ... | |
| 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 | |
| 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 lik, the wit | |
| 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 | |
| ohooh break it break it, break it break it break it down like this | |
| ohooh | |
| 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 | |
| jro | |
| Yo, i was a bboy 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 eswift 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... | |
| jro | |
| 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 jro | |
| 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 | |
| jro | |
| 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 |
| zuò qǔ : Brown, Jackson, Jimenez ... | |
| 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 | |
| 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 lik, the wit | |
| 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 | |
| ohooh break it break it, break it break it break it down like this | |
| ohooh | |
| 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 | |
| jro | |
| Yo, i was a bboy 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 eswift 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... | |
| jro | |
| 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 jro | |
| 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 | |
| jro | |
| 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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