Tore Down

<br>Stop, listen, whats that sound<br><br>Likwid motherfuckers came to tear the house down<br><br><br><br>[wild child]<br><br>Hey yo, last freshfest we was rockin good times<br><br>This likwidfest I be bustin out rhymes<br><br>When loot packs on your set well take total control<br><br>Of your mind feet body and inner soul<br><br>Multiple beats to subject to discussion<br><br>Wild child sets it off after dj rome bring in my cuts in<br><br>Cant understand overnight mcs that cant afford<br><br>To get broken with the mic whether its with or without a cord<br><br>So I grab hip-hop right before wack mcs infect it<br><br>Come attackin to your forehead and slowly make you respect it<br><br>And then inject it, into your system, and when your veins<br><br>Start pulsatin, showin you loot pack, rocks the nation<br><br>Im on the court, wild child rocks the fort<br><br>Keanu reeves and sinbad givin support, that gets my love<br><br>Id appreciate it, if yall appreciate it, then rock with us<br><br>Real hip-hops not hard to spot like shoplifters (I see you)<br><br>I flip that rhythmic, technique no gimmick<br><br>But when you see loot pack rock, watch us freak the physic, yo<br><br>I must confess Im from the west about fresh<br><br>Dont try and test cause I break mcs down to they flesh<br><br><br><br>[tash]<br><br>So put your best against this, it dont matter who flows<br><br>When they step in my direction rico slows they rolls like<br><br>Ahh, cause my brain tells me go against the grain<br><br>Cause these other niggaz out here all be rappin just the same<br><br>But I spit flames, I kick ass and take names<br><br>Fuck the boozy dames, this art should be placed in frames<br><br>And hung up on the wall right next to picasso<br><br>I heard niggaz comin down the pike, not so hot so<br><br>Tash comes blazin, loot pack blazin<br><br>Hot enough to fry you into california raisins<br><br>Cause my alkie style of rhymin is ahead of its time<br><br>I make words connect lovely like coronas and lime<br><br>So where you rhymes at? break em out, dont be scared, show me<br><br>Everytime I flow I feel like yall niggaz owe me<br><br>The one and only from the group you could feel<br><br>Cause its a million alkaholiks on the earth (and thats real)<br><br><br><br>Chorus:<br><br><br><br>Stop, listen, whats that sound<br><br>Likwid motherfuckers came to tear the house down<br><br>(uh, Im to down, uh, Im to down, uh, I might skip this round)<br><br>Stop... whats that sound<br><br>Likwid motherfuckers came to tear the house down<br><br>(Im to down, Im to down yall, Im to down yall, Im to down)<br><br><br><br>[loot pack]<br><br>We got that rhyme elevation racin like a mad liberation<br><br>Circle and run your base and, bust hip-hop<br><br>Preservation if you heard this on your station yo then you know<br><br>That well knock you out with just, light ones<br><br>Cut ya like a throne was on the cut slicer, I wet ya<br><br>Yo I kick flavor, got more beats than my nigga got<br><br>Beeps on his pager, cause my flavors like major<br><br>Rhyme patterns intertwine with the beat offtime<br><br>Then I read off lines or freestyle rhyme<br><br>Make ya rewind the crate digga niggaz, always, spliff rhyme rip<br><br>Never slip my hop hips a grip<br><br>With the likwidation lyrical radiation youre facin<br><br>Fate worse than freebasin, with them flows your chasin<br><br>Lyrics lead the pack way, so I can blast a<br><br>Rapper that aint classy, get up out this fast lane<br><br>Cause youll be feelin mass pain from being phony<br><br>Like when a nigga swear he know me, yo it be no comprehende<br><br>Been doin this long you might as well call me a sensei<br><br><br><br>[j-ro]<br><br>Round and round I go<br><br>This rappers name is j-ro<br><br>Wack mcs dont waste your timeeeee<br><br>(let me stick to the rhyme)<br><br><br><br>Niggaz talk about scrappin when they cant scrape a grape<br><br>Thats why I choose to stick to myself like a roll of tape<br><br>You dont wanna battle dog, I got a catalog<br><br>Of rhymes, break it down to your enzymes<br><br>But your ass talk trash, know when your style is garb-y<br><br>You soft as a barbie, hard as terence trent darby<br><br>You the wackest mc I ever heard<br><br>You fly like a wingless bird, its absurd, you get the<br><br>D-i, c-k, in-ya-mouth, all-day<br><br>For comin outside anyway, my styles terrific many say<br><br>You lightweight like ashes, its goin down like plane crashes<br><br>At all alkaholik bashes<br><br><br><br>Chorus<br><br><br><br>[tash]<br><br>Yeah thats right west coast this the tear down<br><br>Likwid crew in the place, knowhatimsayin? <br><br>Yo fuck that let me shout it out to all the homeboys coast ii coast<br><br>Turnin them forties upside down<br><br>Big up to king tee and xzibit<br><br>Big up to the whole likwid crew, big up to mobb deep<br><br>The def squad, cypress hill, wu-tang, westside connection<br><br>Uhh, to tear it down, Im to down, I might have to miss this round...