Lootpack - Episodes Lyrics
*radio skipping*Episode #1: kazi & madlib[kazi]Im down with all the illest, aint no crabs all around meSo put your head together, you still couldnt find meWhere I be and how I live is ill[madlib]Hey yo, niggas always talkin bout there shit is realI gotta flex with a lex in my videoThats what half of these rappers be thinking in every city, yo[kazi]Yeah, you wanna fight dont ya, you wanna bite dont ya?The involvement of a new coast is hereTo take your soul, rearrange it with flowsYoure unknown, come across our line, you get blownToo many bids, aint no puttin togetherRestorin your body parts, leaving the rest for whatever[madlib]You talking bout you wanna freestyle, you wanna flowBut your flow be like oil and water, it dont mixAnd you dont even know youre waiting for your rhyme fixBut my mind sticks, my rhyme hits, your mind getsAmputated, cuz your style aint even hip hop related*scratches*[kazi]This be the kazi, my niggas call me kazHow does it feel to be mixed up and lost?First of all, you shouldnt have bit the next rapperNow your minds confused, you lose, talkin bout you paid dues[madlib]Slay crews, when you aint even at phase twoTalking about take two? you only get one takeYo, my boys just run fakes, run ya out of my estatesPlus they just might take ya papes, plus you wont remember no platesSo dont have no mistakes, steppin over this way[kazi]Second to last, but not least, hey yo, kazis here to rip itIll take mcs, tie em up, and then splitIts like this, yo Im up on some blizTotal techniques for the hip hop kids[madlib]Yo we puttin the lid on ya, if youre wack youre a gonerCuz we on a war path, droppin math cuz we only wannaKeep this hip hop real, innovatin new stylesTakin out wack mcs by the piles, for real*radio skippping*Episode #2: gods giftI have no strings to hold me downBeware of the tupperwareIts the limited edition, prime series hum via tell a sport brainWho came complete with all terrain capabilitiesTrack trail blazing a path of traveling freelyBeyond the vanity of border ampedence hinderingProgress intending to enhance those plagued withRecessive styles, relying on primal rageDisengaged pushing trivial, unimportant materialVirtually there, but still visually impairedPoint of views defusing the output of ya outlookConfusing ya confidence, cuz you dwell on surface knowledgeDig deeper into my speech or the only way youll learnIs to have a translator explain my rhymes in laymans termsWe now have confirmation, pure order has swarmedLike locusts consuming all vegetationInto waste land fills fresh water wells seepingPoisonous corrosion as a business propositionExposing flesh in nuclear explosionsForming glowing boils at the point of contact of deformingThe surviving population as mass retationsResulting from advanced hip hop experimentationsOn the island of madlib monroeCdp pouring beats down your throat that dissolve your vital organs*radio skipping*Episode #3: declaimeIm cool with who I be, lyric slanger from cdpGot shit locked up like slaves out at seaYa lost to the way I come across at all costs, I must get mineSuck up all the sunrays and then outshineTill I blind all eyesights all over the planetWhen I rhyme right, I outstand itCool with my ways, so chilled that most cant stand itYall knows me, the rhyme wise who stays highWith fortys in my lap bust that old school boom bapAll over this map, for I be that down ass, south cali poet,Ya know it to be the d-e-c-l-a-i-m-e,Doin my thang in this ringKnockin niggas down with what I bringCrazy chaos your way offSo swing ya partners are aroundDo the hump to my sound***** it, all panties down to ya anklesBending back ass over microphone entanglesStrangles all ya got chokes like chronic smokeIll take a toke and pass it to all my niggas,To all my niggas...take two and pass*radio skipping*Episode #4: medaphoar & oh noChorus: medaphoarEveryday its like a level in this game that we liveGotta struggle to survive, thats why some mcs get blitzedSituations got your mind in control, thats how you rollBut dont step to m-e-d, because your rhymes will be fold[medaphoar]Straight in all black on the attack be medaphoar so freeze backSo rappin imitators get peeled back when Im in combatI got them rhymes to make ya shake the spot when medaphoars nearMy rhymes been set to blow up different spots so mcs stand clearI fear no mcs alive because my dangerous rhymeSurvives battles worldwide, until my cities recognizeFor every rhyme thats built to self destruct three seconds after the buckNiggas better duck, or take that risk to get stuckIts this do or die mentality that keeps ya mouth fryingSippin on the e&j and smoking blunts stuffed with hawaiian chronicFor my homey shack in sb, rhymes on the shiestyNiggas on the run when medaphoar is on the gunMcs out to get me from all of the battles I wonMed, comin from the west, so represents where Im fromLyrically I got your block locked when I drop this hip hopFresh out the west to twist you up because the rhyme dont stopChorus: oh noCuz everyday its like a level in this game that we liveGotta struggle to survive, thats why some mcs get blitzedSituations got your mind in control, thats how you rollBut dont step to oh no, because your rhymes will be fold[oh no]In this game, I aint trying to see that wack rhyme bacteriaThats some next shit, material starts externalBut also interior when yall frauds claim imperialBreaking down your inferior while you listen to your superiorSome niggas know me as oh noBut in reverse in ya in the middle, Im on ya hoSo slow your roll because I fold emcees like rhumatismSyndrome and break em down like compression when I be up in emI skip more mcs than scratch compilations cdsTo have your speech in verbal poetical lyrical odditiesThe hearts cold to make hell freeze, slash hot like a flameI spread like dead grass up in the hills so run for your assIm known as assassin from the west livin it upKaliwild shakin up the best, messin em upThis niggas known as medaphoar and I be the disruptVocally tearing you up from the ground up*radio skipping*Episode #5: wild childChorus: wild childWhen you bust that rhythmic freestyle flow to be that abstractYou bust back flips, lyrically youll get asked thatIs yall crew rally all that when you bump thatTrack by lootpack, ya like they off the hook, cat[wild child]Focus, wild child representative of hip hop, top 10 niggas get mopped 10 timesMy rhymes will transform into 30 thin lines cuz I feep imThe responsible obstacleFor you non-freestyling mcs kickin lots of bullI rock shit till the eucalyptusFlaunt it like, haunt ya mic to the point ya mic tells you,You cant rip this Ill get it exited and, get the crowd hyped andSlap you up with my right hand andFind out youre a little white man with a slight tanWild childll take ya ass out like lightningFresh in the flesh, steadily enlighting this micThe fact that you lack the respect, got the mad knack of incompetenceStep to jack and get smacked to lower your whole lack of confidenceYa bros out there know you have no composureYou unnoticibly slide to the back of theeOpen mic session with ya little wack facultyThirty minutes, prior to getting there, claiming you had the knack to beThe dopest mc, that was the most inactivelyStatement you ever said to jack, you seeThe day you took hip hop into ya hands was an act of lunacySo, if ya feel me, yo if ya feel me, party people say itLa la la la, come on, come on, come on, come on...My people say la la la laChorus: wild childWhen you bust that rhythmic freestyle flow to be that abstractYou bust back flips, lyrically youll get asked thatIs yall crew rally all that when you bump thatTrack by lootpack, ya like they off the hook, cat
