Likwit

<br>Verse one: tash<br><br><br><br>I hang mcs with my noose, watch me get loose<br><br>The nigga flippin more styles than snapple got juice<br><br>Cause Im too hot to handle, got more soul in my pinky<br><br>Than a niggy pickin his afro and I left the skin not stinky<br><br>The freshest, yes its, the rhymer with the bottle<br><br>Kickin it with my homie like lamont do with rollo<br><br>Live at the apollo, they still couldnt do it<br><br>Cause even in new york the crew be buzzin off the fluid<br><br>So testing [one], testing [two], testing [three]<br><br>Too much olde e will make you pee<br><br>As you can see Im the alkaholik tipsy off the whiskey<br><br>Get with the clippers never nappy like misty<br><br>I didnt grow dreads, cause dreads is for the rastas<br><br>Tha alkaholik click straight knockin out imposters<br><br>Gots to roll deep like ants at a picnic<br><br>Get with the crew thats flowin like likwit<br><br><br><br>Verse two: j-ro<br><br><br><br>Every night I pray to God please, no more wack mcs<br><br>I catch a few zs, wake up and bust these<br><br>I get over like a high jumper, freaks be on my weinie<br><br>Cause they know Im packin more shit than bandini<br><br>The freshest on the map servin raps with all fixins<br><br>E-swift does the mixin, pockets fat like rickie nixon<br><br>[aint no party like a alkaholik party]<br><br>So dont be a nitwit, get with the likwit<br><br>[ah yeah, ah yeah] yeah a little louder a little louder a little louder<br><br>One two one two yeah just like that, yo<br><br>Yo, [flowin like likwit]<br><br>Ahh yeah [ahh yeah ahh yeah ahh yeah] flowin like likwit<br><br>Owwwwww, king tee<br><br><br><br>Verse three: king tee<br><br><br><br>Here comes the lik, or should I say likwit<br><br>As I gets funky on a track that my nigga e-swift did<br><br>Rollin with the alkaholik group, call me trooper<br><br>Run of the mill skills got your neck in the noose<br><br>But hey, I be the k-i-n-g tee for short<br><br>Big ballin nigga playin rhymes like a sport<br><br>Wicked when I kick it, yeah thats the ticket<br><br>Tossin up a forty still buzzin off the likwit<br><br><br><br>Verse four: j-ro<br><br><br><br>You aint got enough skill, to fill up a cup<br><br>So niggy wont you just shut the [hold up]<br><br>The girls call me dookie man cause Im the shit cant you smell son<br><br>I gots more freaks than prince rogers nelson<br><br>I cant be stopped I got hip-hop wreckin powers<br><br>I gotta say whats up to my buddy ricky flowers<br><br>We got that likwit funk, we get drunk with the<br><br>.... [hell motherfuckin yeah]