Laws - Wall To Wall Lyrics
[Intro:]You see, what-what sounds to you like a big load of trashy, old noiseIs in fact the brilliant music of a genius, myselfThat music is so powerful that it's quite beyond my controlAnd uh, when I'm in the grips of it, I don't feel pleasure and I don't feel painEither physically or emotionally, Do you understand what I'm talking about?Have you, have you ever felt like that?When you just, when you just... You couldn't feel anything and you didn't want to eitherAye man, I appreciate the love you know but y'all need to back up manYo, I don't want them to shut us down, you know?Y'all dropped a piece of your pay check to get in here famOh that's how you want it? Alright, enjoy it while it last[Hook:]I rock, I roll, I did it, I live it, I knowYou got problems, see me at my showGood luck getting through the front door'Cause we wall to wall action and I can barely breathe 'emAbout to bring it back home, back home, back home[Verse 1:]My stomach rumbling but I been fed alreadyI'm seeing 2010 but my vision 20-20And people question am I'm spitting or notNothing to lose, I don't gotta prove diddly squatThis is for Biggie and Pac, one LJ babyThinking I'm high grade, ***** you, pay meAnd now I'm passive, don't wanna be cursingBut you made up man, don't wanna be personToo many cuts, we gonna need surgeonsWe riding to the death, we gonna need hearsesTop spot, got my eye on that, I got the first on deck like the try-on track'Cause I bomb so atomic, I'm putting my fam onTill the whole room spinning, I'm gonna vomitMotion sickness, too many moves made, get off my Kool-Aid player, I rock[Hook][Verse 2:]I ain't trying to do the humpty danceI'm a rock star, give me drunkee fansAnd you ask why I rock out and shout shitToo much power, not enough outletsMe and Mace King go back like Forrest and BubbaThough we ain't brothers, got it? What he say? Man I'm on itKane got a blade like clock work orangeForget about these mixtapes from these two facesThey don't drop jewels, they drop money and Jew casesCome on son, who's time are you wasting?Taking the cash just to have a huge bracelet, you don't move me one IotaYou chicken noodle soup on the side with a sodaYou bumping to a dime or you die just to know her?But she's a fan, she's dying to come over little soldier[Hook]More lyrics: All about Laws: