Verse 1:
This is dedicated to all my haters and nonbelievers
With smiling faces but always stay with some knives and cleavers
Conniving sneaker, prying leaches who thrive on weakness,
They can perform cunnilingus on a fetus penis.
Won't be defeated,
Nah, nah, Wont be defeated
Even if I was an amputee paraplegic,
Who got diabetes from eating too many frosted mini wheaties
Still'll roll up on you in a pair of heelies.
They wanna see me tumble, I don't do gymnastics
Wishing I would stumble, trip, and lose my balance.
Jump man, jump man, jump man flipping acrobatics,
My music's always bumping, I need proactive.
Constructive criticism I'll take all day.
If we ain't building then get the f*ck out my face.
At the end of the day, I can't really complain
Because no matter what they say, they still speaking my name.
Laww.
Chorus:
You think you got it,
Oh, you think you got it
But got it doesn't get it
So you need to stop it.
Get'em high (4x)
You think you got it
Oh, you think you got
But dollars doesn't mean shit
If you don't turn a profit.
Get'em high (4x)
Get'em
Verse 2:
You can call me
Radioactive, flaming you bastards.
Fire and gasoline, let it rain on your casket.
Sending you to hell with a case full of matches.
Satan like, "What the hell am I gon' make with these ashes?"
No escape for you maggots,
You can be the greatest you ain't shaking this Cassius.
If the world is yours then I'm breaking your atlas,
Along with your face, better brace for the ass whip.
Displaying insane cranial acrobatics,
That makes a sane man run naked through a cactus
Patch. Detach your feet like a rabbit trap.
I can't see you beating me, I got cataracts.
Matter of fact, you've never seen me wack on track.
But your girl seen me rap so I'm waxing that.
This ain't a battle rap, this is a mass attack.
Just call the Laww if ever you need an ass to crack.
Chrous
The Real Laww - High Lyrics
The Real Laww - High Lyrics
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English
Verse 1:
This is dedicated to all my haters and nonbelievers
With smiling faces but always stay with some knives and cleavers
Conniving sneaker, prying leaches who thrive on weakness,
They can perform cunnilingus on a fetus penis.
Won't be defeated,
Nah, nah, Wont be defeated
Even if I was an amputee paraplegic,
Who got diabetes from eating too many frosted mini wheaties
Still'll roll up on you in a pair of heelies.
They wanna see me tumble, I don't do gymnastics
Wishing I would stumble, trip, and lose my balance.
Jump man, jump man, jump man flipping acrobatics,
My music's always bumping, I need proactive.
Constructive criticism I'll take all day.
If we ain't building then get the f*ck out my face.
At the end of the day, I can't really complain
Because no matter what they say, they still speaking my name.
Laww.
Chorus:
You think you got it,
Oh, you think you got it
But got it doesn't get it
So you need to stop it.
Get'em high (4x)
You think you got it
Oh, you think you got
But dollars doesn't mean shit
If you don't turn a profit.
Get'em high (4x)
Get'em
Verse 2:
You can call me
Radioactive, flaming you bastards.
Fire and gasoline, let it rain on your casket.
Sending you to hell with a case full of matches.
Satan like, "What the hell am I gon' make with these ashes?"
No escape for you maggots,
You can be the greatest you ain't shaking this Cassius.
If the world is yours then I'm breaking your atlas,
Along with your face, better brace for the ass whip.
Displaying insane cranial acrobatics,
That makes a sane man run naked through a cactus
Patch. Detach your feet like a rabbit trap.
I can't see you beating me, I got cataracts.
Matter of fact, you've never seen me wack on track.
But your girl seen me rap so I'm waxing that.
This ain't a battle rap, this is a mass attack.
Just call the Laww if ever you need an ass to crack.
Chrous
This is dedicated to all my haters and nonbelievers
With smiling faces but always stay with some knives and cleavers
Conniving sneaker, prying leaches who thrive on weakness,
They can perform cunnilingus on a fetus penis.
Won't be defeated,
Nah, nah, Wont be defeated
Even if I was an amputee paraplegic,
Who got diabetes from eating too many frosted mini wheaties
Still'll roll up on you in a pair of heelies.
They wanna see me tumble, I don't do gymnastics
Wishing I would stumble, trip, and lose my balance.
Jump man, jump man, jump man flipping acrobatics,
My music's always bumping, I need proactive.
Constructive criticism I'll take all day.
If we ain't building then get the f*ck out my face.
At the end of the day, I can't really complain
Because no matter what they say, they still speaking my name.
Laww.
Chorus:
You think you got it,
Oh, you think you got it
But got it doesn't get it
So you need to stop it.
Get'em high (4x)
You think you got it
Oh, you think you got
But dollars doesn't mean shit
If you don't turn a profit.
Get'em high (4x)
Get'em
Verse 2:
You can call me
Radioactive, flaming you bastards.
Fire and gasoline, let it rain on your casket.
Sending you to hell with a case full of matches.
Satan like, "What the hell am I gon' make with these ashes?"
No escape for you maggots,
You can be the greatest you ain't shaking this Cassius.
If the world is yours then I'm breaking your atlas,
Along with your face, better brace for the ass whip.
Displaying insane cranial acrobatics,
That makes a sane man run naked through a cactus
Patch. Detach your feet like a rabbit trap.
I can't see you beating me, I got cataracts.
Matter of fact, you've never seen me wack on track.
But your girl seen me rap so I'm waxing that.
This ain't a battle rap, this is a mass attack.
Just call the Laww if ever you need an ass to crack.
Chrous