| Hey yo I’m prodigal rock, yeah Zach De La Rotch
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| Nottz knockin' the knock, the nod never gon' stop
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| Yeah they talkin' a lot, but ain’t none of it’s true
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| When the album is dropped, and then nobody move
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| Yeah we’re the cops, enforcin' the laws
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| So we get behind bars, a new sheriff in charge
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| Get arrested for fraud, fake rappers get mauled
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| Gnawed on, eaten and clawed, beaten in brawl
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| Nottz riggedy raw, Roth kid is a boss
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| Gettin' bigger than some tits that couldn’t fit in the bra
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| Yeah I’m fittin' to crawl, if my legs cut off
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| Still finish before sprinters by the end of the song
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| Y’all been gettin' me wrong, think I’ll never get on
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| Empathetic with a sentence cause I’m reppin' the lawns
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| Front back, fuck that if you think that I’m soft
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| Take a skull clean off, sip your brain through a straw
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| Aww, naw, real dangerous dog
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| Let Nottz tell 'em all we ain’t playin' with y’all
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| Yeah, Mr. Roth hold up, heavy as the elephant
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| Dumbo flow, go oh so nuts
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| People think I’m heaven sent the way I walk on water
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| Bitch I spit like yo bitch cock suck
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| Fuck you pussy, I’m far from celibate
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| We hot, you not, but that shit’s irrelevant
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| Thought I’d just mention it, so you won’t get the shit
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| Twisted or backwards with yo' dyslexic ass
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| You jackass, you jack for ass
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| I don’t give a bitch jack for ass
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| I’m a hit with the hoes, ya momma know
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| Knock 'em down like dominoes
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| Dick game proper tall and slim like Fillmo'
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| Jam it in the gut 'til they feel mo' pain
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| Muh’fucker I only use a third of my brain
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| Therefore kiddo, I’m clinically insane
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| Every morning hook the jumper cables up and start the brain
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| Electrified, drink Red Bull and pesticides
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| And goat milk, tell me dog can you stomach this?
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| So sick like a kiddie on Christmas
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| Didn’t get shit for Christmas but broke shit
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| I’m far from broke bitch, catch a boat where I’m at
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| Asher and Nottz Raw, fo' sho' real rap y’know?
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| Now take it like a man and shake it off
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| Yeah bitch, if you heard hollar
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| Hey little soldier you ain’t ready for war
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| 1−2-3 Take it like a man and shake it off
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| No games we ain’t laughing much
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| Hey little soldier you ain’t ready for war
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| 1−2-3 Down for the count |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Enforce The Law, artist - Nottz. Album song In My Mind - EP, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп