Laws of Nature - Loyal to the Laws

My mind a weapon I don't play
On my radar is the game
Laws of Nature can't explain
How we gone window like a pane
I know Jib gone hit the tempo
I put paint up on the page
I do my best I'm no Picasso
Bitch I say what I'm a say uh
No one's tight like Gravity
L.O.N. we spazzing g
Know this nothing lyrical
It's sentimental alchemy
I been on this shit for a minute
You know I'm gone get it
Don't say that you proud of me
Bitch I'm proud of me
Can't catch me an hourly
You already know who it is mane
It's Jibba on the track
And we got Forevaman Canyon and Gravity in the back
Chasing stacks and gettin' paper
Yuh yuh ay yo yo yo
Jibba on the track
So you better listen real close
Shivers down my back
Cause this beat is getting real cold
Drink and I relax
Walk a path I rightfully chose
Fuck the hoes
Love the bros
To the top we done rose
Its the law follow nature
Why you hate on our flow
You do the most
And if there's only one thing I know
Is we ain't gone fucking stop
Until we drowning in dough woah
Uh bitch its Gravity
Different with these words
Cause they be comin' out so casually
Spitting similes they dripping fast
Just like a fountain we
Making hella hits get females
Wet as liquid CBD yeah
I ain't been smoking that herb
Too much time working
And making new hits
Nature gone make it
Fuck what ya heard
Steady observing the game and we learning
Gotta prepare cause there's nothing for certain
Step on the lames and we stay steady swerving
Stay in your lane or else we get to merking
One take
Ah fuck
Wake up in the morning and I hit my vape
Cause lately ain't been feeling too great but
It's the process of emotions I shake
And the confidence I got is from this music I make
I'm the ForevaMan blasting
Frequencies at you
Need a basic kick and snare
Somethin' simple to rap to
I feel like J.D. chopping samples to tracks
And I do this 'til the day that I get
Set up and whacked
Nothing is permitted but our death guaranteed
Yet I always feel immortal when I slap on a beat
And I feel my death is coming
Homies pass in abundance
But I damn well ain't dying
Drain blood for the streets
This that culture
Rhymes that'll sneak up and choke you
If only bro knew I'd be making tracks you could smoke to
I'm locked up in the crib
My life owed to these pro tools
And I know you don't believe me
So I guess I'll just show you
They be wanting superman
I'm Clark Kent no cape
And this music reach your soul
Busting door down it's a wraith
If we live our lives the way we want
I'd probably die today
You blowing money for the stunt
Until there's bills you gotta pay
They ain't see me in the dark
But my blunt is very radiant
Homies lining up for that
Sticky shit just like main event
N.O.I.S.Y. yeah they ain't fucking with the alien
We working on our plans for
Domination like Invader Zim
Hit you like a mobster
Real life monster
Diving in the pit now there's blood at the concert
I'm a burn the stage down before I'm even on yet
The crowd running like the
Devil called a bomb threat
Pussy acting heartless
I know that's not who you are
Why you changing up the story
You acting up so bizarre
I've been sleeping in the dark just so I can see these stars
And don't fuck with mother nature
Boy we loyal to these laws
Bitch

Written by:
Canyon Morse, Connor Flynn, Harry McIntosh, Ian Mizelle, Noah Adams

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