Let It Rain

[Intro: sample] Cop: Alright, you're charged with public intoxication. Alright, listen– Drunk man: There's a thousand people out there who're drunk! Cop: Okay, I understand that [Chorus: J-Ro] We O-W-N the whole zone The Likwit Crew is on the microphone Let it rain, brother Let it rain, brother Let it rain, brother Xzibit, do your thing [Verse 1: Xzibit] You get permanently put on your ass like Teddy Pendergrass Whenever you trespass on Alkaholik territory (Yeah, yeah) More savage than any rapper on your roster, I regulate – Extortin' on ya R&B label mate (Give it up) Xzibit rates the state, cross me is costly Fuck jiggy and flossy, I'm tryin' to keep the government off me (Yeah) Dodgin' hard time and house arrest What do you expect? Findin' what ya never forget 'Cause you're sellin' wolf tickets that your ass can't pay What I display, skill last found in Cassius Clay In this prime time, hustle for mine Used to nickel and dime Doin' felony crimes, but now I bust rhymes Instead of bustin' at enemies, when the sun go down Me and my niggas twist a fat one Smoke it all down to nothing Crushin' rappers, bare Witness like Jehovah Swore we haven't been sober since '21 & Over' [Chorus: Xzibit] We O-W-N the whole zone Likwit Crew is on the microphone Let it rain, brother Let it rain, brother Let it rain, brother Let it rain, brother We O-W-N the whole zone Likwit Crew is on the microphone Let it rain, brother Let it rain, brother Let it rain King Tee, do your thing [Verse 2: King Tee] When the Likwit hits my soul I get conceptions to make the microphones explode The drunk mode, sippin' X.O. from the straw King Tee, broadcaster raw Optical intoxication, flood your video station Scramblin' any playahation But some of these fools got chips in they boxes So I blocks it, pull they whole set out the socket Tha Alkaholiks rock shit Any which way, man, I got shit The Alkaholik don, King from Babylon With some fatal shock shit In this district, I'm listed as the mystic majestic, I gets hectic What you expect? Shit – the Likwit committee Believe me, loc, things will get shitty Ain't gon' look pretty Comin' from the Likwidation squad Smoke weed, drink hard, my God [Chorus: Xzibit] We O-W-N the whole zone Likwit Crew is on the microphone Let it rain, brother Let it rain, brother Let it rain, brother Let it rain, brother We O-W-N the whole zone Likwit Crew is on the microphone Let it rain, brother Let it rain, brother Let it rain J-Ro do your thing [Verse 3: J-Ro] Fuck that East-West mess I'm gettin' restless (Ha) We make the crowd say, "Yes, yes" Faster than the SS (Woo) Impala, you got beef? Then holla (Yeah) My crew sticks together like Richie and Dollar We got them bumboclaats (Aye, mon!), shakin' like Don Knotts They bitin' like a room full of pits and Rott's I got that old school soul Cold take it back like repo And I got foes on my shelf like Home Depot I'm C-Bone, that's my homeboy Rico Posted up with three French broads at the Nico I got dressed, with the speed of a cheetah Finished up my two liter, Hopped in my 2-seater (Yeah) In the sunshine, drivin' down Vine Bumpin' 103.9, they playin' "Ooh, so fine" (Aight) Got off on the fifth floor Knocked on the door Xzibit's in the house and he brought three more [Interlude] What the fuck's goin' on in here? (What's up, my nigga?) What's happenin'? (Where the drink at?) These my homegirls right here (Wassup? Hey boys) What y'all drinkin' right now? (Some strawberry daiquiri) Fuck that, all we got is Hennessy [Chorus: Xzibit] We O-W-N the whole zone Likwit Crew is on the microphone Let it rain, brother Let it rain, brother Let it rain Rico, do your thing [Verse 4: Tash] And up next, we got the Likwit-est So drunk, it's ridiculous (Hold on) When Tash got the mic, I swing my shit like Jack Nicklaus (Yeah) I'm spittin' this for niggas that slept on 'Likwidation' 'Cause no matter where you go – they know the reputation (Uh-huh) CaTashtrophe, I pump lyrics with spunk I'm like the Renegade of Funk That get that boomstick crunk (Say what?) So if you watch your ship sunkin', fuckin' with the drunken Then come a little closer, let me hand you somethin' (Say what?) A bomb with a wick, blowin' up your click Now take your pick (What?) – you can kiss my ass or suck my dick (Ha) 'Cause this is how we comin' in 1998 The Alkaholiks, X, and King Tee the great [Interlude: scratches] "It's the Likwit Crew!" "King Tee" "Mister X to the Z" "Ah-ah-Alkahol'..." Likwit motherfuckers came to tear the house down! [Chorus: Xzibit] We O-W-N the whole zone Likwit MC's on the microphone Let it rain, brother Let it rain, brother Let it rain, brother Let it rain, brother We O-W-N the whole zone Likwit Crew is on the microphone Let it rain, brother Let it rain, brother Let it rain Let it rain Let it rain [Outro: Xzibit] Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh Won't stop, can't stop It's the L-I-K (That's right) Mr. X To The Z (Defari!) Black John McClane, what (Montage One!) Yeah, Montage Huh, Defari Herut, bring it through! (King Tee!) King Tipsy, what! And the whole fuckin' click! Yeah, realize you can't understand this shit right here Everybody get live, yeah Everybody get live, yeah Uh-uh, uh-uh, yeah Uh-uh, uh-uh, yeah Uh-uh, uh-uh, yeah Uh-uh, uh-uh (Barbershop MC's) Keep it, what, keep it movin' (All you non-Likwit niggas, get ya'll ass whooped!) (Y'all niggas don't know about this out the West) (Let it rain, nigga!) (And we out)