Hold You Down (Remix) Laws (Ft. Big K.R.I.T. & Emilio Rojas)

[Verse 1: Emilio Rojas]
I'm the spitter they considered inconsiderate
The one and illegitimate son of that fucking immigrant
Just running like a sprinter
From all the responsibilities they've given him
I'm different
I keep them coming back like a recidivist
Hitting them and showing them
The difference of pussy whipped and pistol whipped
And I'm sticking to my guns just like a pistol grip
Listen when I tell you "eat a dick" I'm a nutritionist
You bitches, it's Emilio the flow-er
And I'm ripping it, you're sick of it
My living is trash
Vision as vivid as tripping on acid
Addicted to death
Men will be running your body and sniffing the ashes
The women I sex
Can't even learn her pilates and other advances
Running up in 'em and then they be dashing
When I be finishing up with the smashing
Never been giving the government taxes
None of my Benjamins, none of my Jacksons
So they'll be sitting the kid on a pedestal
One of the generals up in this rap shit
That's it. The fuck you want me to say?
Y'all never shutting nothing down, you like Guantanamo Bay
I tell 'em