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so sad

Bishop Lamont
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So sad, too bad Your career is over now Don't cry, dry your eyes Take that hand and say goodbye Madman, it's the rap mine cough 'Bout to fuckin' start a whole new Holocaust Fourth Reich, my soldiers on the blocks Self-employed, I ain't got no boss Dre my OG, so don't get it crossed Only answer to God or Christ on the cross This is no facade, all me in your box Real 'til I'm R.I.P. in a box Death is an illusion, life a mirage So fuck authority, y'all not in charge Military minded, call me sarge 'Bout to kill rap, then I'm a criminal at large It's trash day, y'all niggas garbage I'm shinin' like Jack in the Lodge A Jay Yancey, I'm doin' my job It's the global warming, it's heatin' up, for rappers it's a prob So sad, too bad Your career is over now Don't cry, dry your eyes Take that hand and say goodbye I done warned y'all hard-headed fuckers In one ear and straight out the other Catch you while you sleepin', that's deep cover 187 With your pillow, get smothered I'm sick and I'm not gon' recover So pull the plug, I'm gone, motherfucker You rap niggas, y'all so stupid I'm not just a man, Bishop's a movement Don't believe me, nigga? Go on and Google it Been through Hell, got the burn marks to prove it Cup on the times like Constantine Young soldier nigga since overteen I'm Murdock, nigga, rep the A to the team Pop out the coffin with the M-16 I'm the clock on your dresser 'bout to wake you from your dream Music to murder by, this is that theme So sad, too bad Your career is over now Don't cry, dry your eyes Take that hand and say goodbye You niggas don't know what's happenin' I'm preachin', y'all niggas rappin' I'm teachin', y'all barely passin' Most rap albums out, hate 'em with a passion You ain't the man, nigga, you Jesse Jackson Standin' next to the man when bullets was blastin' Bishop Luther, born to be king Rappers bow down, mwah, kiss my ring I'm God's middle finger, I reign supreme Fuck y'all niggas, can't reach my height Thoughts so deep, fish need flashlights Homie, I'm today, you niggas last night This your execution, I'm readin' your last rites Fuck good manners, I'm through bein' polite Niggas cock hammers, I'm the foreman on sight Caustic's 'bout to blow and I'm the dynamite So sad, too bad Your career is over now Don't cry, dry your eyes Take that hand and say goodbye So sad, too bad Your career is over now Don't cry, dry your eyes Take that hand and say goodbye