DYBLE - NO LAW Lyrics

Sometimes I wonder why, all these grime mc's
I was talkin' stuff, caught him slippin
Never heard anybody talkin' stuff
Draw for the cult, devil like I swear
Nobody's talkin' ruff
Now that I've rolled my gear on my waist
And I ain't talkin' buff
Entered the room
And when I came in, everybody said boom
But it ain't sonic, call it a double
And I ain't talkin' tonic
Nah, please don't think that it's calm
Please don't think that it's cool
You don't think that I'm always strapped
Must be a ball
Straps
I will always carry em
I don't really care about the law
I don't really care about the law
Jail
Where'd you come from behind the door
Shanks
I would always carry em
I don't really care about the law
I don't really care about the law
Jail
Drive-by shooting
Four by four
Straps
I would always carry em
I don't really care about the law
I don't really care about the law
Jail
Where'd you come from behind the door
Shanks
I would always carry em
I don't really care about the law
I don't really care about the law
Jail
Drive-by shooting
Four by four
And if you see two or three crittens
Don't get twisted
I know man they'll bark off chins
When I say next stop
They all know
Now you ain't talking kittens
You look like you're bucked up
Don't be a pussio
Stand up for your rights
Don't let a pay gun
Knock off your lights
Gunshot straight to the chest
If I hear bad boys talk
On phones or mics
Please don't think
That I'm picking up a strike
Well it don't mean
That I really care about the law
Talk to the sole of my shoes
They don't really care bout your door
I was in a 2.4
Lighting up raw
They were like
Pres are you sure
Straps
I would always carry em
I don't really care about the law
Jail
I don't really care about the law
Jail
Where'd you come from behind the door
Shanks
I would always carry em
I don't really care about the law
Jail
I don't really care about the law
Jail
Drive-by shooting
Four by four
Straps
I would always carry em
I don't really care about the law
Jail
I don't really care about the law
Jail
Where'd you come from behind the door
Shanks
I would always carry em
I don't really care about the law
Jail
I don't really care about the law
Jail
Drive-by shooting
Four by four
One two three subliminals
Yeah
Over the set
I think you're on press
Wonder why
Still only talking
Over the net
Don't think
That I won't turn up to your house
Won't get blight
Won't get chance
Look out the window
Won't get glance
Don't think I won't turn up to your house
Parking shots in the crowd
Might hit you with my fans
Breads
Why you keep f*cking up plans
Ozzy rocks or cans
I swear
You will see pots and pans
Turn this point to grands
Kill off Killy
With my bare hands
Straps
I would always carry em
I don't really care about the law
Jail
I don't really care about the law
Jail
Where'd you come from behind the door
Shanks
I would always carry em
I don't really care about the law
Jail
I don't really care about the law
Jail
Drive-by shooting
Four by four
Straps
I would always carry em
I don't really care about the law
Jail
I don't really care about the law
Jail
Where'd you come from behind the door
Shanks
I would always carry em
I don't really care about the law
Jail
I don't really care about the law
Jail
Drive-by shooting
Four by four
I don't really care about the law
I don't really care about the, I don't really care about
I don't really care about
I don't really care about
I don't really care about the law
I don't really care about the law
I don't really care about
I don't really care about
I don't really care about
I don't really care about the law
I don't really care about the law
I don't really care about the law
I don't really care about
I don't really care about
I don't really care about the law
I don't really care about the law
I don't really care about the law