So Sad (feat. Chevy Jones)

歌詞

[Intro] [Bishop talking] Yeah! Chevy Jones. Danjahandz. Listen closely you wack ass rappers. I made this just for y'all. Wack ass producers and singers. BITCH ASS niggas in general. Church. [Chorus] So sad, to have had Your career's over now Till time, dry your eyes Take a bow and say goodbye [Verse One] [Bishop] Mad man, it's the rap Mein Kampf But to fuckin' start a whole new holocaust 4th Reich, my soldiers on the blocks Self employed I ain't got no boss Dre my O.G. so don't get it cross Only answer to God or Christ on the cross This is no facade, all me in your box Real till 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 gar-bage I'm Shining like Jack in the lodge Or Jay Nancy, I'm doin' my job Since global warming is heatin' up for rappers it's a prob [Chorus] So sad, to have had Your career's over now Till time, dry your eyes Take a bow and say goodbye [Verse Two] I done warned y'all hardheaded fuckers In one ear then straight out the other Catch me while I'm 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 mark to prove it Couple of times like Constantine Young soldier nigga since Ovaltine 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 [Chorus] So sad, to have had Your career's over now Till time, dry your eyes Take a bow and say goodbye [Verse Three] 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, muah, kiss my ring 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 ya execution I'm readin' your last rights Fuck good manners, I'm through being polite Niggas cock hammers, I'm the foreman on site Carson's about to blow and I'm the dynomite [Chorus] So sad, to have had Your career's over now Till time, dry your eyes Take a bow and say goodbye