Sixth Sense - Laws of Gravity lyrics

[Eyedea] Everybody grab the mic but don't know what to do With it but they got a ego thanks to their crew Telling them they're dope but nope I just tell them the truth MCing ain't for everyone Y'all hear that? Now, that's some truth right there I ain't even trying to front Motherf**ers be telling me Just straight up tell the truth I'ma defy the laws of gravity on this But most motherf**ers can't defy that sh** sh** just pulls you down, you could be going down (I don't get that sh** sometimes) You know what I'm saying? [Verse 1: Odd Jobs] I can see through that ski mask Mirage and silk stockings I see that you're a nervous wreck Like you pill-popping; why you still talking? Blocking a brother's train of thought But this train don't stop; better return that brain block You're still singing the Macarena; when I drop it rains up Never back wack rhymes cause We drinking from the same cup I can't stand them cheeses[?] only rapping for the money But sometimes I listen, you can learn a lot From a dummy or a mannequin you can't stand to win I'm dismantling kids like packages Plus tax, shipping and handling Jesus panicking when this man begins to rhyme hot None of y'all can see me, as if I was a blind spot Times got worse before they got better But you couldn't set it off if it was a motion-detector You pocket protector, second guesser, depressant Question adolescence and steppin' (in the section?) Then reload your weapon or I get you open like eyelids is You host talk shows; I host irises My mileage is already at it's full capacity I put in so much work that other states are taxing me [Verse 2: Eyedea] Man, that's not understandable You're fruitier than a cantaloupe Your tired a** needs an antidote Give a man a jolt like a can of coke I'm intangible; my rhymes should be guidelines Damn, I'm dope enough to have Starting players laying on the sidelines It's a sport to watch so of course you jock Verse is short and hot like Webster wearing A sweater in the sun on a porch in Compton When the door is locked; now pa** out On the asphalt that tore your socks On the shoe-less, useless pilgrimage Around your block to get some props Listen, hop when the b**hin' stops You'll see I leave emcees feeling empty Like daycare centers at six o clock You got a simple combination of words But I prefer to pick your locks You sniffle snot cause you realize I'm fresher Each measure I apleasure putting pressure on your dome Til that overgrown pimple pops Get the knots out of your tongue I fracture drums provide a cap for some They're in fraction months So I laugh at the chump [Hook: Odd Jobs and Eyedea] I'm not half the man I used to be But twice the man you'll ever be So why's your career going downhill? I don't know, I don't know I'm not half the man I used to be But I'm twice the man you'll ever be So don't defy the laws of gravity and try to flow [Verse 3: Eyedea] Ever since I rolled in a baby carriage I've been very arrogant It's a gene my parents seemed to carry So I guess it's inherited I'm restless like marriages Between two dope fiends in holding cells Going through withdrawals Yelling divorce arrangements through the walls I enforce derangement I'm more than strange but I'm sorta sane Forced to aim towards your brain like pouring rain A dormant pain Will change a boring day into a horrible holocaust Inside your mind; I'm un-ignorable You're so adorable when you're falling off You can't see me, hear me, feel me Taste the beef or smell the flavor Cause your mental's short of change You're the lamest employee, boy, call me "boss" Toy, guard your jaw I'll start your naw[?] Part your bra in front of a whole Mardi Gras It's martial law to card you all Drinkin' out the party ball You ain't smart at all walking into a fire pit With a heart of straw? My recitals rip your title quick Dude, I'm telling you: fix your sh** It ain't hard at all man, here goes some elmer's glue [Verse 4: Odd Jobs] You've been ate by someone who don't Consider himself an emcee You can't touch me like elf's feet On a ten-speed so either raise the pedals Or lower your standards The only thing I forget when I'm battling Is my table manners and cable channels Watch me to k** time I'm pouring rhymes And overflowing you don't even fill the lines So bill my mind for all the punitive damages And numerous bandages you and your management Couldn't handle this Even if I rap for love it's still to my advantage, kid I'm making sandwiches out of heroes People poor Curiosity k**ed the cat My rhymes k**ed most of the force And of course I'm scared using a jiffy Like your mom's hair-do in the fifties And I dare you like a striptease To take a firm to the back dude I'll burn you in traction Even your perm will be laughing I'm turning and asking this man on my left Why this kid on the right side of me's On the wrong side of tech[?] [Hook: Odd Jobs and Eyedea] I'm not half the man I used to be But twice the man you'll ever be So why's your career going downhill? I don't know, I don't know Yo, I'm not half the man I used to be But I'm twice the man you'll ever be So don't defy the laws of gravity and try to flow I'm not half the man I used to be But twice the man you'll ever be So why's your career going downhill? I don't know, I don't know I'm not half the man I used to be But I'm twice the man you'll ever be Man, don't defy the laws of gravity and try to flow