paroles de chanson Tore Down - Lootpack , Tha Alkaholiks
Stop,
listen,
what's
that
sound?
Likwid
motherfuckers
came
to
tear
the
house
down
Hey
yo,
last
FreshFest
we
was
rockin'
good
times
This
LikwidFest
I
be
bustin'
out
rhymes
When
Loot
Pack's
on
your
set
we'll
take
total
control
Of
your
mind,
feet,
body
and
inner
soul
Multiple
beats
to
subject
to
discussion
Wild
Child
sets
it
off
after
DJ
Rome
bring
in
my
cuts
in
Can't
understand
overnight
MC's
that
can't
afford
To
get
broken
with
the
mic,
whether
it's
with
or
without
a
cord
So
I
grab
hip
hop
right
before
wack
MC's
infect
it
Come
attackin'
to
your
forehead
and
slowly
make
you
respect
it
And
then
inject
it
into
your
system
And
when
your
veins
start
pulsatin',
showin'
you
Loot
Pack
Rocks
the
nation,
I'm
on
the
court,
Wild
Child
rocks
the
fort
Keanu
Reeves
and
Sinbad
givin'
support,
that
gets
my
love
I'd
appreciate
it
if
y'all
appreciate
it,
then
rock
with
us
Real
hip
hop's
not
hard
to
spot
like
shoplifters
(I
see
you)
I
flip
that
rhythmic,
technique
no
gimmick
But
when
you
see
Loot
Pack
rock,
watch
us
freak
the
physic,
yo
I
must
confess
I'm
from
the
west
about
Fresh
Don't
try
and
test
'cuz
I
break
MC's
down
to
they
flesh
So
put
your
best
against
this,
it
don't
matter
who
flows
When
they
step
in
my
direction
Rico
slows,
they
rolls
like
Ahh,
'cuz
my
brain
tells
me
go
against
the
grain
'Cuz
these
other
niggaz
out
here
all
be
rappin'
just
the
same
But
I
spit
flames,
I
kick
ass
and
take
names
Fuck
the
boozy
dames,
this
art
should
be
placed
in
frames
And
hung
up
on
the
wall
right
next
to
Picasso
I
heard
niggaz
comin'
down
the
pike,
not
so
hot
so
Tash
comes
blazin',
Loot
Pack
blazin'
Hot
enough
to
fry
you
into
California
raisins
'Cuz
my
Alkie
style
of
rhymin'
is
ahead
of
its
time
I
make
words
connect
lovely
like
nas
and
lime
So
where
you
rhymes
at?
Break
'em
out,
don't
be
scared,
show
me
Every
time
I
flow
I
feel
like
y'all
niggaz
owe
me
The
one
and
only
from
the
group
you
could
feel
'Cuz
it's
a
million
Alkaholiks
on
the
Earth
(And
that's
real)
Stop,
listen,
what's
that
sound
Likwid
motherfuckers
came
to
tear
the
house
down
(Uh,
I'm
to'
down,
uh,
I'm
to'
down,
uh,
I
might
skip
this
'round)
Stop,
what's
that
sound
Likwid
motherfuckers
came
to
tear
the
house
down
(I'm
to'
down,
I'm
to'
down
y'all,
I'm
to'
down
y'all,
I'm
to'
down)
We
got
that
rhyme
elevation
racin'
like
a
mad
liberation
Circle
and
run
your
base
and,
bust
hip-hop
Preservation
if
you
heard
this
on
your
station,
yo,
then
you
know
That
we'll
knock
you
out
with
just,
light
ones
Cut
ya
like
a
throne
was
on
the
cut
slicer,
I
wet
ya
Yo,
I
kick
flavor,
got
more
beats
than
my
nigga
got
Beeps
on
his
pager
'cuz
my
flavor's
like
major
Rhyme
patterns
intertwine
with
the
beat
offtime
Then
I
read
off
lines
or
freestyle
rhyme
Make
ya
rewind
the
crate
digga
niggaz,
always,
spliff
rhyme
rip
Never
slip
my
hop
hips
a
grip
With
the
Likwidation
lyrical
radiation
you're
facin'
Fate
worse
than
freebasin',
with
them
flows
you're
chasin'
Lyrics
lead
the
Pack
way,
so
I
can
blast
a
rapper
that
ain't
classy
Get
up
out
this
fast
lane
'Cuz
you'll
be
feelin'
mass
pain
from
being
phony
Like
when
a
nigga
swear
he
know
me,
yo,
it
be
no
comprehende
Been
doin'
this
long,
you
might
as
well
call
me
a
sensei
Round
and
round
I
go
This
rapper's
name
is
J-Ro
Wack
MC's
don't
waste
your
time
(Let
me
stick
to
the
rhyme)
Niggaz
talk
about
scrappin'
when
they
can't
scrape
a
grape
That's
why
I
choose
to
stick
to
myself
like
a
roll
of
tape
You
don't
wanna
battle
dog,
I
got
a
catalog
of
rhymes
Break
it
down
to
your
enzymes
But
your
ass
talk
trash,
know
when
your
style
is
garby
You
soft
as
a
Barbie,
hard
as
Terence
Trent
D'Arby
You
the
wackest
MC
I
ever
heard
You
fly
like
a
wingless
bird,
it's
absurd,
you
get
the
D
I
C
K,
in-ya-mouth,
all
day
For
comin'
outside
anyway,
my
style's
terrific
many
say
You
lightweight
like
ashes,
it's
goin'
down
like
plane
crashes
At
all
Alkaholik
bashes
Stop,
listen,
what's
that
sound
Likwid
motherfuckers
came
to
tear
the
house
down
(Uh,
I'm
to'
down,
uh,
I'm
to'
down,
uh,
I
might
skip
this
'round)
Stop,
what's
that
sound
Likwid
motherfuckers
came
to
tear
the
house
down
(I'm
to'
down,
I'm
to'
down
y'all,
I'm
to'
down
y'all,
I'm
to'
down)
Yeah
that's
right
west
coast
this
the
tear
down
Likwid
crew
in
the
place,
knowhatI'msayin'?
Yo,
fuck
that,
let
me
shout
it
out
to
all
the
homeboys
coast
II
coast
Turnin'
them
forties
upside
down,
big
up
to
King
Tee
and
Xzibit
Big
up
to
the
whole
Likwid
crew,
big
up
to
Mobb
Deep
The
Def
Squad,
Cypress
Hill,
Wu-Tang,
Westside
Connection
Uhh,
to
tear
it
down,
I'm
to'
down,
I
might
have
to
miss
this
round
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