Xzibit - Likwit Rhyming (feat. Tony Touch, Tash, Defar) 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 rangerRearrangea the mark ass strangerBehold, the look on my face stone coldWith a rare cowboy style that never grow oldIm the golden state bear with a rough flare, plus debanareTime for me and mine, but for any kind I cant careStormy weather rain liquidDefari con tony toca, tash, and xzibitBreak necks bounce with it when I spit itKnockin this jam is a form of calastenicsLet it knock when you mashin down the blockRims spank with the car washWatch the *****es stopAn look, always stay five steps aheadHard at work, while you tricks lay in bedDead to the world but ? hayru? he be the sunAlways burnin, cuz my job is never doneRun from one time I rather dump an akThats for all the black and brown that got carried awayTo the morg, when I look in the mirror I see the lord"oh my god" -scratched by tt[tash]Since niggas wanna set tripIts time to start the checklistTash the likwit rhymer runnin through your city recklessBlame it on the hennisey, we drink that shit for breakfastMy style be standin out like my homie tonys necklaceThis is flawless rawless for ya ballersNah, ***** yall, this is for all my drunken alcoholiksNah, ***** dat, this is for my homie tony touchI told ya homeboy we come through in the clutchNew york, l.a. its not the same thingYall niggas rob, out here we gangbangGuns to the ammo, niggas think they ramboStandin on the corner with they khakis and they flannelDang yo flow sound just like dsWho wanna battle three gs for tsPlease, read it off the lips of the alki-bumrusher***** you up so bad, tony wouldnt wanna touch yaSay what?Say what?Say what?Say what?Say what?Say what?Ill ***** you up so bad, tony wouldnt wanna touch yaSay what?Ill ***** you up so bad, tony wouldnt wanna touch ya[xzibit]Lets get upclose and personal, malicious, sid viciousI bang *****es, you might find yourself missin tonightRappers delight, keep it at the house but aint *****in it rightGotchoo stuck in the headlights, cant moveImpact is all of the sudden, vehicular homicideBut I aint stoppin for nothinMe and my cousin, strong buzzin, and playin a dozenPushin and shovin, leads to gettin sucked and rolled upLike a nigga with a mask and a gun, hold upRappers act like they aint gon die for small fryTry to reply, dont touch what you aint gon buyI aint gon lie, mother*****er love to get highBarely get by with scraps and penniesNow we winnin grammys and emmysAnd party with the henni and remiGot a big bang theory nigga keepin it hotIts the art versus ? ? ? or not[scratched by tt]"let me show some off me skills here""alright....that does it"
