Bryson Gray
Martial Law
[Intro: Stoney Dudebro]
Ayy
Yeah, yo, let's get it

[Chorus: Stoney Dudebro]
Martial Law, partiots stand tall, ayy (Ayy)
Martial Law, partiots stand tall, ayy (Ayy)
Martial Law, partiots stand tall, ayy (Ayy)
Martial Law, Won't watch America fall, nah (Nah)
Martial Law, partiots stand tall, ayy (Ayy)
Martial Law, partiots stand tall, ayy (Ayy)
Martial Law, partiots stand tall, ayy (Ayy)
Martial Law, Won't watch America fall, nah (Nah)

[Verse 1:Bryson Gray]
Martial Law, partiots stand tall (Stand up)
I got my 2A, I don't know about y'all
I said "I'm a partiot, they thought I played football (Nah)
You know it's Maga gang, it's me and my dawgs (Maga gang)
Christ gang, you could sign up
Are you a patriot or traitor, boy, make your mind up
We be in them D.C. streets if you wanna find us (We in the street)
We was at the capitol so now they wanna fine us
And these politicians, they just sell us out to China (That's facts)
And the GOP too, we thought they was behind us (That's facts)
And the pressure break pipes, I like it when the times tough (That's facts)
But we signed to Christ, it's okay no labels sign us (Facts!)
On the gang
[Chorus: Stoney Dudebro]
Martial Law, partiots stand tall, ayy (Ayy)
Martial Law, partiots stand tall, ayy (Ayy)
Martial Law, partiots stand tall, ayy (Ayy)
Martial Law, Won't watch America fall, nah (Nah)
Martial Law, partiots stand tall, ayy (Ayy)
Martial Law, partiots stand tall, ayy (Ayy)
Martial Law, partiots stand tall, ayy (Ayy)
Martial Law, Won't watch America fall, nah (Nah)

[Verse 2: Forgiato Blow]
Martial law, yeah it's war up on the scene (We on the scene)
Insurrection Act and freedom there gon' ring
If they want that smoke, pull up on the scene (Want that smoke)
G.O.D., Maga gang, that's the team (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
And we were out like a light (Light), out like a light (Let's go!)
They was spraying tear gas (Spray), patriots about to fight (Bow)
Posted on the steps, I don't know what you saw
Then the police moved them barricades and tried to play us all (Gang, gang, gang)
Rep the gang til I die, we love 45 (Five)
We the people want the truth (People, ayy), you know we 'bout to ride (Ride)
When Trump make one phone call we on go (We on go!)
It's goin' down, Martial Law, boy you already know (Gang, gang!)

[Chorus: Stoney Dudebro]
Martial Law, partiots stand tall, ayy (Ayy)
Martial Law, partiots stand tall, ayy (Ayy)
Martial Law, partiots stand tall, ayy (Ayy)
Martial Law, Won't watch America fall, nah (Nah)
Martial Law, partiots stand tall, ayy (Ayy)
Martial Law, partiots stand tall, ayy (Ayy)
Martial Law, partiots stand tall, ayy (Ayy)
Martial Law, Won't watch America fall, nah (Nah)
[Verse 3: Stoney Dudebro]
At the Capitol Building it was hella litty (Yah)
Had a million plus patriots marching with me (Yah)
Stoney, Blow, Rocky, and Bryson, P.W.A
Heavy weights like Ali and Tyson (Knockout)
Pull up with the gang, we in D.C. (D.C.)
Keeping it PG (PG), but these bars ain't P.C. (P.C.)
They ban me on IG (IG) like Trump on Twitter (Woah)
Pelosi 'bout to hang like a jury (Woah), please don't aquit her (Woah, ayy)
Epstein didn't kill himself, Epstein didn't kill himself
God above [?] Bible like no one else (Yah)
When real patriots link up we speak up
Unity so we sync up
Yeah you know what's up, boy

[Chorus: Stoney Dudebro]
Martial Law, partiots stand tall, ayy (Ayy)
Martial Law, partiots stand tall, ayy (Ayy)
Martial Law, partiots stand tall, ayy (Ayy)
Martial Law, Won't watch America fall, nah (Nah)
Martial Law, partiots stand tall, ayy (Ayy)
Martial Law, partiots stand tall, ayy (Ayy)
Martial Law, partiots stand tall, ayy (Ayy)
Martial Law, Won't watch America fall, nah (Nah)

[Verse 4: Rocky Luciano]
(Ayy) A no-knock on the Capitol, it's our grounds (Yah, yah)
Look us in the eyes, we the feds now
We always on the road like a Greyhound (Trump train!)
"Burn, loot and murder" not in our town (Not at all)
Instead we save our face and we changed the game (Maga)
I took a lunch break, [?]
Putting "Magaveli" up on every chain (Chain, chain)
P.W.A., we the Maga gang (Gang, gang, gang)
Martial Law, yeah baby, that's what's next
Shoutout to the Patriots on Peloci's desk
Out in D.C. with that Kevlar vest
I was strapped up ready to go neck-to-neck (Mafia!)