Lootpack - I Declare War lyrics

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Lootpack - I Declare War lyrics

[MADLIB] Yo Check it out y'all 94 and the loot pack is in the house I be the Madlib the bad kid Got my man J the Wildchild he's in the house Oh No and his partner Medaphor Got my mans dj romes cause he's good to go Got my man KanKick over there with the dread nappy hair It goes like this y'all Ah Rock, rock, rock on Rock, Rock, rock, rock, rock on Check it out check it out yo Yo Yo [MADLIB] I be the vocabulary adversary Commentary out my area My undersclaim bang shim shareef The beat heard of Madlib We murder whack kids A lot ah boulder collar got ta rock the Bambaataa Gotta lotta sk**s as smarter smaller than emmett otter If the sun and the moon come together Hot whether or not I'm clever I got The ill skits when I endeavor Wreck shop and run the ill pop's Busted abstractions But the fractions the multiplication rock the nation Like Haitian I'm rushin through your station Ace in the whole I got the soul Roll through your car soul On the go Dollars that fold Now roll through your console Hand bags and glad rags sag Like my pants drag Ya body tightens up and then echo's like I'm some cut throat The slurred word professor Plus the ill loot majesta Like aunt ester address her Cause I'm the fresha bright mic tester [Oh No] So therefore, my illiterate techniques sneak upon emcees that be weak My off type lingo return for the k**ing Crazy like David from Wacco Yo I'm here to rape foes Ego's and high standards I be droppin bombs from here to Vietnam I'm on the track to show the wax be wrong I'm dimming The lights and for the women I be in them In fact many are standing because my flows are sending My tapes you caught the vapors Evaporate s**a's My sk**s be the illest capers On the mic I been raped ya Long range strange versus come through the windpipe Day and night Twenty four hour styles be now in sight But invite whack emcees through membrane Focus on talents Balance my waves Continue as flav On my display Lyrical scripture Venture rhymes Un sit cha Here's a picture Off type flow that hit cha, dit cha Disappear wit cha Equalize my variety Destruction of my vocab makes a menace to society So in my inner sanctum I make sure hard core ships 'll kid um Is in for WAR [Wildchild] Yo I'm not Spanish speaking Ya vanish when this man is freakin Ya friend was leakin He barely understood this weekend The comprehension or his interpretation His perspiration Made me want to hurt the nation Of whack emcees in With the flows that I'm exposing Rather composing Blows up like my names explosion Lets speak extortion When I possess this mic extension Oh I forgot to mention I rock this style with forcing For the time being something simple from the temple Oop Excuse me palace Never had a callus Now lets Get deep My malice Is for ya Rock the mic with intention of Conan the Destroyer Your gonna have to suffer consequences while I'm on some missions Can you stand the pain when I'm giving ya New Edition's I rock the ill mad techniques that means When I'm mad I freak Feeling glad this week because I had to seek Out non on the spot Dropping styles from the top Rapper I shut you off quicker than the clapper [MEDAPHOR] Yo Medaphor When in the millionth I've deal and lyrical villain Be illin sk**s and techniques freaks the track I drops the boulders All my peeps are obsolete the feet folds Its oil that's upon your fro's I watch shows to bank rolls Lyrical war stories behold Behold my wifes execution To make sure my money will grow Ma** confusion give delusion Through your crew and fullmore Infinities styles to my format d**h defying expedit vocab will end the whack drack Trapped up in this hip hop mirror Addicted to vicked whack brothas who down wit g funk Or something whack emcees invented I'm in it to win it Ships of kid um Medaphor representing true hip hop Huh Mad emcees drop all the k**in I place my locals on the lock Cause I'm down for the cause I balls emcees zone causing your falls no straws I'm fatter and grabbing your skull I pull upon the microphone yo Can't handle my lyrical cat nip will stomp Mad brotha's out from ballistical warfare's Cause I declare war