Laws - Flashback lyrics
[Laws - Flashback lyrics]
I’m writing my album in Atlanta
Just finished tearing a house down in Tampa
These newscasters saying my dirty
Laundry filling up hampers
I keep filling up stangers with
Feelings of satisfaction and anticipation
Like every Laws man, can’t keep ‘em waiting
But in the meanwhile
I just touched down like a pedophile
Too soon? I think not
This is so much more than Hip-Hop
This is my big shot, yeah, know this is
I ain’t a show business but
You better show some
Spinning lime backwards when the wifey here
And she my hypest critic
I really want her to like my lyrics
I know I might lose if my range is broad
But, I did it last time, it got me this far
And the past wasn’t living to the fullest
Life set me free like a bullet
No Cobain, my style is so propane
So I’m going for the Grammy
I’m going for the Pullitzer
Might as well throw me the noble
I’m still swinging, I ain’t hear no bell
I’m so ill but, I have no patience
Waiting is aggravating
I’m trying to have them saying
This is like a flashback
This is like a dream
This is like all the things you
Can take inside a memory
This is like a flashback
This is like a dream
This is like all the things you
Can take inside a memory
This is like a flashback
I’m writing my memoirs in
Cairo by the pyramids
Life is like a slideshow, back home
More clowns than a sideshow
I’m trying to do this for
My mother like psycho
They ask me if I’m ever
Quitting on the mic though
I tell ‘em yes, then I tell ‘em sike, no
Too many people still confusing
Me with my clones
So until my record spinning like a cyclone
I'mma go with kai flows, no
Mercy, walking the green mile, no Percy
I’m at my late spot, they trying to irk me
I’m saying this is a celebration
Charlie Murphy
And if you look like you lame
I got a bodyguard that look like Blade
I’m walking past the hate
Hating is aggravating
I’m trying to have them saying
I don’t care if I’m keeping it
Real to you and I
I’m keeping it real to someone so
If you digging up my vibe then I’m 2Pac
I’m true to me so what
More could you want from
A rapper in this modern age
Don’t let me be the special one that got away
My flow is crack nigga, fiend
Put the rock away not one to fold
That is a rule I can not obey
Because I’m hot today
Don’t care if tomorrow is a blizzard
With thirty inches
I’m chilling ‘cause I got my sleigh
I over prepare
I’m putting on a show even if no one is there
Janitor folding up chairs and
He bobbing his head and I’m giving him daps
All I got is my life story
And I’m giving him that
I got his hands raising like a pastor praying
I’m trying to have them saying
Just finished tearing a house down in Tampa
These newscasters saying my dirty
Laundry filling up hampers
I keep filling up stangers with
Feelings of satisfaction and anticipation
Like every Laws man, can’t keep ‘em waiting
But in the meanwhile
I just touched down like a pedophile
Too soon? I think not
This is so much more than Hip-Hop
This is my big shot, yeah, know this is
I ain’t a show business but
You better show some
Spinning lime backwards when the wifey here
And she my hypest critic
I really want her to like my lyrics
I know I might lose if my range is broad
But, I did it last time, it got me this far
And the past wasn’t living to the fullest
Life set me free like a bullet
No Cobain, my style is so propane
So I’m going for the Grammy
I’m going for the Pullitzer
Might as well throw me the noble
I’m still swinging, I ain’t hear no bell
I’m so ill but, I have no patience
Waiting is aggravating
I’m trying to have them saying
This is like a flashback
This is like a dream
This is like all the things you
Can take inside a memory
This is like a flashback
This is like a dream
This is like all the things you
Can take inside a memory
This is like a flashback
I’m writing my memoirs in
Cairo by the pyramids
Life is like a slideshow, back home
More clowns than a sideshow
I’m trying to do this for
My mother like psycho
They ask me if I’m ever
Quitting on the mic though
I tell ‘em yes, then I tell ‘em sike, no
Too many people still confusing
Me with my clones
So until my record spinning like a cyclone
I'mma go with kai flows, no
Mercy, walking the green mile, no Percy
I’m at my late spot, they trying to irk me
I’m saying this is a celebration
Charlie Murphy
And if you look like you lame
I got a bodyguard that look like Blade
I’m walking past the hate
Hating is aggravating
I’m trying to have them saying
I don’t care if I’m keeping it
Real to you and I
I’m keeping it real to someone so
If you digging up my vibe then I’m 2Pac
I’m true to me so what
More could you want from
A rapper in this modern age
Don’t let me be the special one that got away
My flow is crack nigga, fiend
Put the rock away not one to fold
That is a rule I can not obey
Because I’m hot today
Don’t care if tomorrow is a blizzard
With thirty inches
I’m chilling ‘cause I got my sleigh
I over prepare
I’m putting on a show even if no one is there
Janitor folding up chairs and
He bobbing his head and I’m giving him daps
All I got is my life story
And I’m giving him that
I got his hands raising like a pastor praying
I’m trying to have them saying