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Likwit Fusion Lyrics - Singles - Lootpack

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? 

 

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 Hennessey 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 every time 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 

 

Fusion 

 

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 

Teah, 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 down like this 

Break it, break it, break it down like this 

 

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? 

It's the Liks and the Pack and we ready to blow 

 

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 

 

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 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 piranha's 

I'll make your grandmamma wanna hit the marijuana 

 

While I'm on the next level, hittin' like I wanna 

Comin' like I'm Roland Hanna, gettin' iller than Madonna 

Madlib the bad kid, all up in your ear hole 

Grab off the gold and then transmit the soul 

 

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, what you do 

 

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 a lot 

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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