Laws - Dark And Twisted lyrics

rate me

<i>[Hook: Dark Fantasy]</i>

Can we get much higher? So high oh

Can we get much higher? So high oh

<i>[Laws/Dark Fantasy:]</i>

I body everything but do you even deserve it?

I was in this on a month ago, you should of heard it

Fuck the industry 'cause they're gonna pull strings

Whether I'm calm or I got marijuana mood swings

I know secrets, Dan Brown, you diss me at my show, man down

Rappers, liars, pregnant baby mamas

Hype men speaking through the wire to the coppers

You all liars, you all talk extra, my show fire, boardwalk Dexter

I'm in investment but no longer stocking

I need refreshments, I'm going to the lobby

You wanna take my path but no, you are not me

Hold your fucking horses up, Wakeem Wasabi

My mind is a pyramid, no Illuminati

I'm talking more Silent Hill, witch sharp silent drills, what?

Can we get much higher? So high oh

Doomsday-Doomsday went and killed your Superman

Hoes in his red cape, Lois Lane, red face

Around my hometown, so many people know how meth taste

Fiends on my glass pipe 'cause I got the best tate

As soon as I join the game, headshot, spectate

Wanna try again? Take your best shot, let's wait

Nothing? I motherfucking thought so

I'm a spit fire at ya ice, let it thaw slow

Stopped at your girl's crib when I was tour though

Word of advice, don't even knock if the door closed

I pick her up and all she do is twirl, find me at the gym, all I do is curls

She want diamonds on her neck but all I do is pearls

And I lose my memory like I never knew the girl

I think I got amnesia, fuck smoking, somebody light the trees up

Can we get much higher? So high oh

<i>[Laws/Gorgeous:]</i>

I wanna take every whack rapper, shoot 'em in the face

Bury them while they still breathing, it's killing season

I'm tripping, they wanna mention Dillon and he raps like Pippen

Nobody talked about him until he passed but I'm different

Wake up and do some suicide drills

Got your favorite new rappers taking suicide pills

I got too much heart for your thin chest

I'm based as a motherfucker, no princess

Chicks on me 'cause I look like reggaeton

Keep your sandbox punk, I'm a play along

Grass roots, I did it by the book

I'm a build my own castle and fill it up with crooks

King, chicks, I had to put weight down

My team members doing leg work, James Brown

I got sold and I'm super bad

I will fuck your wife and raise your kids like Super-Dad

Ha-ha, now who's up for the theme park?

I want the whole pie, I don't wanna see charts

We had some D.C rallies but we didn't bang

Tea party in the clan like Yin and Yang, Tricknology, wake your ass up

Hear 'em while they eat the record labels, straight to cash up

If you love real rap, you should raise your glass up

See, I flunked a couple times but I made the class up

Save Hip-Hop but you the enemy, you feel each other too much, MMA

It's all jokes until my animals kill y'all

I'm a mix of Louie Anderson and Anderson Silva

My first mixtape, priceless, you make me wanna do another one, night shift

I make the freaks come out on that night shit

And beat the daylights outta them with my night stick

<i>[Hook: Gorgeous]</i>

Ain't no question if I want it, I need it

I can feel it slowly drifting away from me

I'm on the edge, so why you playing? I'm saying

I will never ever let you live this down-down-down