[Verse 1 Laws] You wanna make him your messiah? I can take you higher, Im lookin down at your top man So why you put him on the top fam? See, we is a rock band, he playin Wii on his Rock Band So I never envy that he got fans cause I MC like god damn I aint no wet behind the ears, sit behind my peers in class Makin noises, Im more of a grade A Makin every day like mayday when Im raisin voices Like a father figure, I dont got to be a quitter and accept it We gave you choices, now you gotta support me Before Im rich and I race Rolls Royces You fans put your money on any failure And you got me like what the fuck? You say we close but no we isnt, that aint even a photo finish He got bettors rippin up they tickets He aint paintin no picture, he trippin You buying into an image in two days? Maybe haha He a medical miracle havin no heart He got me ready to walk before the show start I aint in danger, he aint throwin no darts Its like Larry, Curly and Moe versus Mozart I aint lookin for a place on no charts But if he the new number one, guess I must be wrong I guess Im wrong, guess again [Hook Laws Paul McCartney] I dont believe in your heroes That was cool but its time for the real though I must be wrong, I must be wrong, I must be wrong I dont believe in your heroes That was cool but its time for the real though I must be wrong, I must be wrong, I must be wrong [Verse 2 Laws] He rap bout dough cause he tryin to live right I rap like Im broke and Im dyin at midnight And this is the last dance, this is my last chance Im feeling under pressure cause he makin your wrist brights And my friendship bracelet frayed, if he get paid I must be wrong because I work twice as strong Im not trippin if its right or wrong, cmon He a pretty slick jam and a punch line My flow like Nick Cannon, Drumline He sayin he round them cannons, front lines He been chillin with the captain, he one time My skill, you can hardly measure Imma leave the script flipped like McCartney records You kidding? The minute that you start to step up The paramedics pull apart the stretcher Even when I go slowmo, got the people like Oh my god Got you thinkin I go for broke when its really just more promo But one rookie dont slow no show He a snitch on the low, low, low Tryna to love this game till it has a baby Its crazy, Im a classic that you aint used to Guess Im yesterdays future Rather be livin in the past than chillin in the mash Tryna to make up stories and fool you Im real for better or worse Thats why everybody tryna to get a Laws verse I must be wrong, well am I wrong? No [Hook]
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