Lyrics:
Connor is alive tonight, bro! Rocky
Alive tonight, bro! Aye, y’all
Love my show when I say these names
Y’all better scream for me i
Don’t give a fuck if
Farah, my brother
Told me keep up my stride
More Stephen Lawrence than Boris
Running to stay alive
Try, crop me out picture like I'm Dame
But I'm just
sell trees killing big beats
That's the way I'll send a message
If my son can't fight me
He's a waste of my erection
Slash, massacre when I come through
Just got my pimp cup now my name is Bishop
In a money green suit, ice cane and lizards
The P chain still hangs but
It's changed to Spitz
The blues always
With topics so grotesque like it was made by Stephen King!
Something so profound that you people never seen
This is written by the sick! Written, written
because my little brother
A shooter as well
And our pop shot nice, he remind us of Del
Pump to your mouth you asthmatic?
It don't matter cause either way
to be my way
The founders of the country protected me
The founders of the country protected people like me from you
The weird thing is
You get to have
Ready to die
Thugs who love to get high
B.I.S.H.O.P. di master of lyrical genocide
Let the bullets fly
And don't ask why
Eh-eh
Just point at the snake
slow
Man I Been doing this since I was 15
Little dude I had big dreams
Try to be like my father every single day
Dad you was so clean
You wisdom on top
an S.O.S. for love
Oh oh oh little queenie
I'm your fool you need love
Like I do
I will send an S.O.S. for love
Atlantis is calling S.O.S. for love
outta love)
Tuesday you had time (And macked it all)
We just break up again, you want me to let you back in
But tonight I'm like no, oh, uh, uh, uh, oh
My
uh, uh, oh
My mind says no, but my body and soul said yes
I hate this mess, boy, you just ain't no good for me
This ain't the way real love should be
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:
Happy like a lark
This girl make me cyaan' talk
Girl, a Stephen Marley send come call me
Girl, I'm so glad that I got you active inna mi life
like a little giggle when I mention my fwend ...
(He goes right up to one of the GUARDS.)
Biggus ... Dickus. He has a wife you know.
(The GUARDS tense
it (ayy)
I'm havin' my way
'Set out here havin' his way
Qua' out here havin' his way
And like the third Migo, I take
(What? Ayy, yeah)
Now
would walk by
I never tripped, bro, always kept my head up high
Eventually, I knew that I would find my way
After the darkest night, always comes
been like this since you had met me
If it got a 30 in the clip, we call it Stephen
You ain't have a daddy in your life until I stepped in
Oh you say you
the clay, always cooking
Gone late night, cook the keys in the kitchen
Give me nine ounces
Lemme get up on a mission
Make my damn green
So I can be like you
the clay, always cooking
Gone late night, cook the keys in the kitchen
Give me nine ounces
Lemme get up on a mission
Make my damn green
So I can be like you
some traces
Given my background, I'll say this…
Given my background, I'll say this…
I know these rappers are a little dated
Place your bets, send
your direction, so I passed her like a reverend
Returned to my Bishop Juan ways
Goin' wild like West and Kanye
Wherever I lay my [unverified] is my
Ooh, Fredo
I always keep it family friendly like I'm Nick A 30
Got that 30 on my back with switches call me Steppen Curry
Had to switch up my
ohh, uh uh uh ohh
My mind says no, but my body and soul said yes
I hate this mess
Boy you just ain't no good for me
This ain't no way real love should
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