DJ Scratch - Likwit Rhyming lyrics

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DJ Scratch - Likwit Rhyming lyrics

[Xzibit] From now and forever its the Likwit Emcee "From now and forever its the Likwit Emcee" -Scratched by Tony Touch [Defari] Danger danger, wild west ranger ranger Rearrange'a the mark a** 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 b**hes 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 [Tash] Since n***as 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 sh** for breakfast My style be standin out like my homie Tony's necklace This is flawless raw'less for ya ballers Nah, f** y'all, this is for all my drunken alcoholiks Nah, f** dat, this is for my homie Tony Touch I told ya homeboy we come through in the clutch New York, L.A. its not the same thing Y'all n***as rob, out here we g**n Guns to the ammo, n***as 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 f** you up so bad, Tony wouldn't wanna Touch ya Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what? I'll f** you up so bad, Tony wouldn't wanna Touch ya Say what? I'll f** you up so bad, Tony wouldn't wanna Touch ya [Xzibit] Lets get upclose and personal, malicious, Sid Vicious I bang b**hes, you might find yourself missin tonight Rapper's Delight, keep it at the house but ain't f**in 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 s**ed and rolled up Like a n***a 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, motherf**er 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 n***a keepin it hot Its the art versus ??? or not [Scratched by TT] "Let me show some off me sk**s here" "Alright....that does it"

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