Tony Touch, Xzibit, Tash (Tha Alkaholiks), Defari - Likwit Rhyming lyrics

[Tony Touch, Xzibit, Tash Tha Alkaholiks, Defari - Likwit Rhyming lyrics]

From now and forever it's the Likwit Emcee

"From now and forever it's the Likwit
Emcee" -Scratched by Tony Touch

Danger danger, wild west ranger ranger
Rearrange'a the mark ass stranger
Behold, the look on my face stone cold
With a rare cowboy style that never grow old
I'm the Golden State bear with a rough flare
Plus debanare time for me and mine
But for any kind I can't care
Stormy weather rain liquid
Defari con Tony Toca, Tash, and Xzibit
Break necks bounce with it when I spit it
Knockin this jam is a form of calastenics
Let it knock when you mashin down the block
Rims spank with the car wash
Watch the bitches stop
An look, always stay five steps ahead
Hard at work, while you tricks lay in bed
Dead to the world but?Hayru? he be the sun
Always burnin, 'cuz my job is never done
Run from one time I rather dump an AK
Thats for all the black and
Brown that got carried away to the morg
When I look in the mirror I see the Lord
"Oh my God" -Scratched by TT

Since niggas wanna set trip
It's time to start the checklist
Tash the Likwit rhymer runnin
Through your city reckless
Blame it on the hennisey
We drink that shit for breakfast
My style be standin out like
My homie Tony's necklace
This is flawless raw'less for ya ballers
Nah, fuck y'all
This is for all my drunken alcoholiks
Nah, fuck dat
This is for my homie Tony Touch
I told ya homeboy we come
Through in the clutch
New York, LA it's not the same thing
Y'all niggas rob, out here we gangbang
Guns to the ammo, niggas think they Rambo
Standin on the corner with they
Khakis and they flannel
Dang yo' flow sound just like D's
Who wanna battle three G's for T's
Please, read it off the
Lips of the Alki-bumrusher
Fuck you up so bad
Tony wouldn't wanna Touch ya

Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what?
Say what? Say what? I'll fuck you up so bad
Tony wouldn't wanna Touch ya say what?
I'll fuck you up so bad
Tony wouldn't wanna Touch ya

Lets get upclose and personal, malicious
Sid Vicious i bang bitches
You might find yourself missin tonight
Rapper's Delight, keep it at the house but
Ain't fuckin it right
Got'choo stuck in the headlights, can't move
Impact is all of the sudden
Vehicular homicide
But I ain't stoppin for nothin
Me and my cousin, strong buzzin
And playin a dozen pushin and shovin'
Leads to gettin sucked and rolled up
Like a nigga with a mask and a gun, hold up
Rappers act like they ain't gon'
Die for small fry try to reply
Don't touch what you ain't gon' buy
I ain't gon' lie
Motherfucker love to get high
Barely get by with scraps and pennies
Now we winnin Grammy's and Emmy's
And party with the henni and remi
Got a big bang theory nigga keepin it hot
Its the art versus or not

"Let me show some off me skills here"
"Alrightthat does it"

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