E-Swift - L-I-K-S lyrics

[Tash] Ha ha, hahaha! Straight ignorance at it's finest We got the rowdy a** Alkaholik boys in the house tonight They brought they homeboys the Animal House to come f** witch'all Animal House full of skateboarders, headbangers, slang bashers Y'know, check me out Aiyyo Tha Liks work beats like Custom Auto When the fans hear the name they straight rush a bottle It's two-thou' now n***as what's the motto? (Keep it pourin motherf**er) ahh 'til it hurts to swallow I got a Rollo-a** style with no strings attached If you ain't come to battle don't bring yo' raps It's Tha Liks baby, yeah yeah the same team Yo Swift, tell these n***as what the f** the name means [E-Swift] Aight {L} Lush, lewd Leanin on the ledge of the bar, loud rowdy and rude Longevity, lots of enegry Legendary Likwid Crew for life, large following {I} Illustrious, impressive In your rap section, not imperfection International, inner city n***a I'm the truth in the isolated booth, idolize my group {K} K.O. n***as Who keep runnin off at the mouth, keep it bouncin down South We stay keyed, keep on givin the fans what they need Keep it rough for these streets (Swift) {S} So inebriated, so faded So underrated, so concentrated So focused, so much ambition So much recognition, that's the definition of [Hook] {L}.. to the motherf**in {I}.. to the motherf**in {K}.. to the motherf**in {S}.. what comes next? It's the {L}.. to the motherf**in {I}.. to the motherf**in {K}.. to the motherf**in {S}.. what comes next? [Tash] So when Tha Liks is on the set it's that same sh** perpetual A gang of rookie n***as tryin to drink against professionals But y'all bow down around drink six When you seein nine of us but it's only three Liks Headbangin beats leaves necks with pinched nerves Tash slurs word serves when I'm sippin C-derb But y'all already know what's the name of my team So yo J, tell these n***as what the f** the name means [J-Ro] {L} Los Angeles, lyrical manhandlers Got ladies laid up in the lab, livin skanless For the love of brew, younger son named Lou Likwid n***as in the party laminate your whole body {I} I'm usin alcohol infusion You idiots get bruised cause you choosin an illusion How can I be inhumane? In a world full of animals I'm pure like Iverson handles {K} You know you better kneel to Likwid Knights We down with the King plus we knit real tight We got the knack to make knots, leave me the f** alone Before I break you down from kneecaps to knuckle bones {S} sh** you done walked into a storm We reign seven feet above the norm Pull it over to the side, I'm slip slidin and swervin Servin this broad in a suburban, I hit her with the [Hook] {L}.. {I}.. {*music fades*}