Law (lyrical Assault Weapon) Lyrics

Law (lyrical Assault Weapon) lyrics

[Featuring Sharief]
Intro:
It's like it's like this
Word up
knowhutI'msayin? One time for your mind y'knowI'msayin?
Yo from upstate to
Brooklyn the whole borough's thorough
You know the time
y'knowI'msayin?
Crown Heights to all my niggas holdin it down
It's
hardcore B boy rhymes just for you y'knowI'msayin?
(L A W this might trouble
you) This is Sharief y'knowI'msayin?
Puttin it down for the Aftermath like
this
Verse 1:
As I inhale the blunt and take a sip off the yac
My
rhymes come to life, my verbal forces attack
Can't hold me back, I'm too
strong, I waited too long
Freestyle a whole rap tape then write a new
song
Been in the game since...what? That shit is past tense
Pass the
microphone and watch this nigga crack the C
with that ill shit, I came to
kill shit
I crack the code, must be the reason they reveal shit
But in
this era of mayhem
I recyc' the murderous rhymes to slay them
To all my
opponents who wanna kick it, I spark
the verbal scientist in your title, I'm
walkin wit it
A hundred dime pieces and the party got the heaters
I shine
my verbal styles and got niggas climbin on speakers,
the
thrill
seekers
An earthquake of bass lines swangin the party, I'm
slangin the mic
like a syllable shotty, sippin 40's
Chorus:
Check it
out y'all, L-A-W's raw
L.A.W., the Lyrical Assault Weapon
L-A-W, this
might trouble you
For all the B-boys and all the B-gals
Check it out now,
L-A-W's raw
L.A.W., the Lyrical Assault Weapon
L-A-W, this might trouble
you
For all the B-boys and all the B-gals
Verse 2:
Bona fide B-boy,
biceps' bionic
Blast em back, okay let's get it started
Original rap
styles comin from my shooter
Fifty niggas deep, I'm the ill kid
recruiter
People gather round, check my flow
listen too, look take a
peek, time for thought then you know (What
they
know?)
I build with
skill, fulfill the drill and still then kill
You couldn't stop the pain with
Benadryl
Too many claim unnamed for fame
or be soft as baby tissue with no
gun to aim
I take a raptor's rough cos I'lla date the semen
Spectators be
sayin they can't go where he went
That's another level of attack (haa),
bring your bats
My DJ scratch the record like a scrotum sack
I slice the
rapper like a surgeon
If he wanna battle, I play him out like a priest in a
turban
Too much tenacity, vocal capacity
Ya better take some notes, don't
try to get on after me
Cos I'm the chemical enemical
Rhymes I say are
definitely guaranteed to reach the pinnacle
Chorus:
Check it out y'all,
L-A-W's raw
L.A.W., the Lyrical Assault Weapon
L-A-W, this might trouble
you
For all the real players and all the fly girls
Check it out now,
L-A-W's raw
L.A.W., the Lyrical Assault Weapon
L-A-W, this might trouble
you
For all the real players and all the fly girls
Verse 3:
Feelin the
metronome click, my microphone's on
It's time to kiss Sharief to
perform
Ya lukewarm, my degrees be uncharted in the centre of fight
square
I rum brass knuckle rhymes fuckin with crimes
I'm natural as
loaded dice, understand
where no man survives, L.A.W. can
Transform, I
see it ain't even worth ya triggers
I'm from the days when B-boys were
straight earthin niggas
Standin my arms crossed, toss a
grenade
rein-force my zone as a lyrical barricade
You better cos your
dome piece blown
Release chrome beats, nuclear missiles rhymes under my
comb
Three strikes marks the villian bustin rhymes
like shots in Sarajevo
Saturday night blood be spillin
Some I slaughter such as *?two compel?*
blows
Crush your corny kids caught stumblin on my shells, so
sick, too
quick, I stab you with some shit
Doin infinite assault these hard lyrics I
commit
When I crush your lungs, I keep my pace uptempo
Swingin my prison
rhymes, fuckin mics like a nympho
Chorus:
Check it out y'all, L-A-W's
raw
L.A.W., the Lyrical Assault Weapon
L-A-W, this might trouble
you
For all the real hustlas across the world
Check it out now, L-A-W's
raw
L.A.W., the Lyrical Assault Weapon
L-A-W, this might trouble
you
For all the real hustlas across the world
*repeat to fade*