Lootpack - Questions lyrics

Question, how many MC's do
You know like this?
The type who can freestyle
Check it I must insist
But before I stop my mic check
And cock back my fist the LP gots to MC

Let's collaborate with the sounds of fate
Gather round the plate
Ya down to wait for the background
Chatter when I surround the fake
Drop a soundpiece on ya ear
Using my mic arithme-tic
Adding up my flows while I'm
Using my mic equipment
LP will like uplift you with beats
And lyrics that shift you
Predict you need help so may
The Force be with you
So rap is like a court
Dismissing you like a jury
When it comes to West Coast underground
Lootpack's enlisted yearly
Ya best be concerned if you
Heard that I said I
It's confirmed Jack must return like Jedi
On the cuts is DJ Romes
Rocking beats my nigga Madlib
Come like this with an abstract jab
Niggas mad cuz I plan to be green forever
Cuz whatever the cause we'll get taken out
Never
You'll end up gettin' caught up in our circle
Hemmed up cuz you forgot to put your limbs up
You can catch me with my SP
Or my pad and my pen
Mixed with Hen, Heineken, Juice and Gin
The California weed blend to get
You open like stunts
This is dedicated to them niggas that front

Question, how many MC's do
You know like this?
The type who can freestyle
Check it I must insist
But before I stop my mic check
And cock back my fist the LP gots to MC

In any city, country, state, or any center
The instrumental inventor be all
Up in the winter summer, spring, fall
Never hit you with no gimmicks
Original loop beat patterns back to lyrics
So when we start to invent
Niggas know the flavor
Hit you off with no intent
Then flip ill demented
Well how you feel about most niggas?
Most ya niggas coming out with
That same old shit
My niggas on that brain sick
When it comes to lyrical wetting
It's kinda like Armageddon
Suckers be getting beheaded
Shredded so nigga forget it
The fake MC's make me wanna laugh
Y'all niggas out for the cash but
In a year y'all niggas pass
Now ease down off the treble and go
Threes up on the bass and
We'll drop universal for the
Whole Likwit organization
Y'all gonna be facing
(soundpieces) forms of manifestation
We'll run up in ya station and
Give messages to the nation
We're gonna start to neglect wack
MC's who lack respect
As the lost art resurrects
I'll make all y'all want to eject
Wackness, for the simple fact Jack is
Sending this out to all of
My 805 abstract friends

Question, how many MC's do
You know like this?
The type who can freestyle
Check it I must insist
But before I stop my mic check
And cock back my wrist the LP gots to MC
Question, how many MC's do
You know like this?
The type who can freestyle
Check it I must insist
But before I stop my mic check
And cock back my fist the LP gots to MC