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48 Laws Video (MV)




Performed By: Ahnist
Language: English
Length: 1:29
Written by: Martin Moran




Ahnist - 48 Laws Lyrics
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Swel, world, world, world
I ain't been this close to the target since I worked there
Tossing out cardboard, bad pears
Fanning flames and the fanfare
This is fifth grade, fifty dollars and a book fair
Activities Scholastic
Call Kanye, Rakim, Nas
KRS, this a classic
Turner movies
I'm a turn her in a Casper
What we filming's not a slasher
Pastor, pray for my forgiveness
Didn't seek permission, only dreamed a vision
Now knee deep in a first signed edition
Vice apparition
You can partake but don't prize my position
Forty-eight laws, forty-eight states
Heavy is the crown and we ain't talking weight, wait
I said wait
Forty-eight laws, forty-eight states
Heavy is the crown and we ain't talking weight, wait
Pay attention, pay the bartender
Pay the piper or get peter popped off
Right here, good communication
No mixed signals
Underground back rooms, my only subliminals
Let me lick a little low, where do lonely people go
After the party, mood Big Pooh, Tigallo
Not here to tiptoe, stomping in the mud, hoe
Got the gadgets, sure to make cats go, go
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Swel, world, world, world
I ain't been this close to the target since I worked there
Tossing out cardboard, bad pears
Fanning flames and the fanfare
This is fifth grade, fifty dollars and a book fair
Activities Scholastic
Call Kanye, Rakim, Nas
KRS, this a classic
Turner movies
I'm a turn her in a Casper
What we filming's not a slasher
Pastor, pray for my forgiveness
Didn't seek permission, only dreamed a vision
Now knee deep in a first signed edition
Vice apparition
You can partake but don't prize my position
Forty-eight laws, forty-eight states
Heavy is the crown and we ain't talking weight, wait
I said wait
Forty-eight laws, forty-eight states
Heavy is the crown and we ain't talking weight, wait
Pay attention, pay the bartender
Pay the piper or get peter popped off
Right here, good communication
No mixed signals
Underground back rooms, my only subliminals
Let me lick a little low, where do lonely people go
After the party, mood Big Pooh, Tigallo
Not here to tiptoe, stomping in the mud, hoe
Got the gadgets, sure to make cats go, go
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Writer: Martin Moran
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