Enforce The Law - Nottz, Asher Roth

Hey yo I’m prodigal rock, yeah Zach De La Rotch

Nottz knockin' the knock, the nod never gon' stop

Yeah they talkin' a lot, but ain’t none of it’s true

When the album is dropped, and then nobody move

Yeah we’re the cops, enforcin' the laws

So we get behind bars, a new sheriff in charge

Get arrested for fraud, fake rappers get mauled

Gnawed on, eaten and clawed, beaten in brawl

Nottz riggedy raw, Roth kid is a boss

Gettin' bigger than some tits that couldn’t fit in the bra

Yeah I’m fittin' to crawl, if my legs cut off

Still finish before sprinters by the end of the song

Y’all been gettin' me wrong, think I’ll never get on

Empathetic with a sentence cause I’m reppin' the lawns

Front back, fuck that if you think that I’m soft

Take a skull clean off, sip your brain through a straw

Aww, naw, real dangerous dog

Let Nottz tell 'em all we ain’t playin' with y’all

Yeah, Mr. Roth hold up, heavy as the elephant

Dumbo flow, go oh so nuts

People think I’m heaven sent the way I walk on water

Bitch I spit like yo bitch cock suck

Fuck you pussy, I’m far from celibate

We hot, you not, but that shit’s irrelevant

Thought I’d just mention it, so you won’t get the shit

Twisted or backwards with yo' dyslexic ass

You jackass, you jack for ass

I don’t give a bitch jack for ass

I’m a hit with the hoes, ya momma know

Knock 'em down like dominoes

Dick game proper tall and slim like Fillmo'

Jam it in the gut 'til they feel mo' pain

Muh’fucker I only use a third of my brain

Therefore kiddo, I’m clinically insane

Every morning hook the jumper cables up and start the brain

Electrified, drink Red Bull and pesticides

And goat milk, tell me dog can you stomach this?

So sick like a kiddie on Christmas

Didn’t get shit for Christmas but broke shit

I’m far from broke bitch, catch a boat where I’m at

Asher and Nottz Raw, fo' sho' real rap y’know?

Now take it like a man and shake it off

Yeah bitch, if you heard hollar

Hey little soldier you ain’t ready for war

1−2-3 Take it like a man and shake it off

No games we ain’t laughing much

Hey little soldier you ain’t ready for war

1−2-3 Down for the count