Bishop Lamont

The Lay Over Intro / Welcome
Aye Woogie.. I articulate another kind of form to bomb you Aerial, biological warfare for your stereo I'm like a black aero tropic Yo, fuck the Nazis I walk the block with the Glock, I never hard to find me For you constant these gangsters caught up in the stereo It's only a matter of time until our streets are like Syria I pick the man in the mirror to ensure my vision is clearer Then give you the truth line for line like Al Jazeera My call of duty ain't online, I see these ghetto streets Hip-hop is way more than catchy hooks and high beats Hip-hop is way more than catchy hooks and high beats Hip-hop is way more than catchy hooks and high beats I wonder where it all went wrong, too much to fair them Guess these rappers start distresssin bout goin platinum Once they position on the charts instead of what's up in their hearts Is it possible to stay true and make a million? Cuz the bitch you need is here with us, become the villain The dark knight rises, I'm not much for disguises How many 50 rappers need to check your panty sizes? Why? You gon get a yeast infection You mislead hip-hop, it need a new direction Whack shit's the norm and to be dope's the exception SongtexteShe had a resurrection and commited suicide You kept on partyin like when Whitney Houston died Now it's a bunch of whack niggas and whacker music Thanks to Twitter everyone's a critic.. or a hot producer Shit.. I don't even fucking care Can't blame myself no more, whack shit coming out from everywhere With you I had J Rou and we had a keen team Now everybody sound like Dre, global bootleg easy Now that's not hot son, I'm back to baggy jeans big enough to hide a fuckin shotgun Timbaland's shelltoes PF's and Chuck's Maybe some vans but beside that I don't give a fuck Jordan? He already made a fortune 1-50 for some shoes? Who the fuck you extorted? And Nike.. they play niggas for some fools Catch them kids over them They like whoever, just keep buying shoes Monkey see – monkey do J said change clothes not throw ‘em away fool Hip-hop is jerseys, I don't understand You can't rock one even if you're a sports fan TV tell you what to think, what to wear What to buy, where to go, what to drink, welcome Welcome To about 10.000 miles of more bullshit and fake shit You'll be a captain for this hook Fly maily In 7 years a lot have struggled but I hustled Got a heartache Finally gonna get what I deserve Aus Songtexte Mania