Wall To Wall - Laws

And uh, when I’m in the grips of it,

I don’t feel pleasure and I don’t feel pain

Either 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 either

Aye man, I appreciate the love you know but y’all need to back up man

Yo, I don’t want them to shut us down, you know?

Y’all dropped a piece of your pay check to get in here fam

Oh that’s how you want it? Alright, enjoy it while it last

I rock, I roll, I did it, I live it, I know

You got problems, see me at my show

Good luck getting through the front door

'Cause we wall to wall action and I can barely breathe 'em

About to bring it back home, back home, back home

My stomach rumbling but I been fed already

I’m seeing 2010 but my vision 20−20

And people question am I’m spitting or not

Nothing to lose, I don’t gotta prove diddly squat

This is for Biggie and Pac, one LJ baby

Thinking I’m high grade, fuck you, pay me

And now I’m passive, don’t wanna be cursing

But you made up man, don’t wanna be person

Too many cuts, we gonna need surgeons

We riding to the death, we gonna need hearses

Top 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 on

Till the whole room spinning, I’m gonna vomit

Motion sickness, too many moves made, get off my Kool-Aid player, I rock

I ain’t trying to do the humpty dance

I’m a rock star, give me drunkee fans

And you ask why I rock out and shout shit

Too much power, not enough outlets

Me and Mace King go back like Forrest and Bubba

Though we ain’t brothers, got it? What he say? Man I’m on it

Kane got a blade like clock work orange

Forget about these mixtapes from these two faces

They don’t drop jewels, they drop money and Jew cases

Come on son, who’s time are you wasting?

Taking the cash just to have a huge bracelet, you don’t move me one Iota

You chicken noodle soup on the side with a soda

You bumping to a dime or you die just to know her?

But she’s a fan, she’s dying to come over little soldier