Bishop Nehru - Mobb Dizzle lyrics
[Bishop Nehru - Mobb Dizzle lyrics]
Trouble we get into when
We spit on instrumentals
They say they bars hard, they be simple
Trouble we into when we spit on instrumentals
These niggas tryna aim for my temple
Trouble we get into when
We spit on instrumentals
They say they bars hard, they be simple
Trouble we get into when
We spit on instrumentals
These niggas tryna aim for my
When the pen touch paper nigga it's
Mad static fans passing static
Massses stack the cherish
My golden sound folding clowns posted now
Never posing below the ground what
Goes around come back
And it hit you even harder don't bother
Talking revolver that ain't the solver
Evolver, these things'll haunt you
Leave all the offers
I'll scorch ya beats and sauce
For the realist author
No war for a plan to off
Ya corpse they off ya
Hit and torch em sit back
And cause the exhaust fumes
What you gon do? I'll have
Ya baked breaking easy
Believe me, Bishop is illy
Tracks stay on repeat
I defeat, any nigga ready to contest
Yes I do impress i'm next look to invest
Never stress when adressing the best
It's sess ses till I rest imma
Bless and finesse nothing less
Nothing less than a doctor, only spot for me
Ain't hard to see I spark trees
When we park the V
Impossibly, paused to see who's higher
Ask they yell Bishop the reviver
Who's liver? Nobody that you probably think
Their rhymes are extinct
We try to let em slide but they sink
Cause diamond and minks
Take over their cranium
So ain't nobody playing em
They stay strayin em
Straight delaying em, we need to pray for em
If not, you lost your noggin
Rappers I'm bothering
Flow cold like snow toboggan
They try to bog in for life
The mic is my knife
Prepare for the cyph your flow
Born from a cyph it's alright
I told you fuck it stay out of sight
It's like
When I be flowing don't you put up a fight
You born in the night
I asked for a light from the flight
And niggas surely be hype when
There's blood in the pipe now that's life
We spit on instrumentals
They say they bars hard, they be simple
Trouble we into when we spit on instrumentals
These niggas tryna aim for my temple
Trouble we get into when
We spit on instrumentals
They say they bars hard, they be simple
Trouble we get into when
We spit on instrumentals
These niggas tryna aim for my
When the pen touch paper nigga it's
Mad static fans passing static
Massses stack the cherish
My golden sound folding clowns posted now
Never posing below the ground what
Goes around come back
And it hit you even harder don't bother
Talking revolver that ain't the solver
Evolver, these things'll haunt you
Leave all the offers
I'll scorch ya beats and sauce
For the realist author
No war for a plan to off
Ya corpse they off ya
Hit and torch em sit back
And cause the exhaust fumes
What you gon do? I'll have
Ya baked breaking easy
Believe me, Bishop is illy
Tracks stay on repeat
I defeat, any nigga ready to contest
Yes I do impress i'm next look to invest
Never stress when adressing the best
It's sess ses till I rest imma
Bless and finesse nothing less
Nothing less than a doctor, only spot for me
Ain't hard to see I spark trees
When we park the V
Impossibly, paused to see who's higher
Ask they yell Bishop the reviver
Who's liver? Nobody that you probably think
Their rhymes are extinct
We try to let em slide but they sink
Cause diamond and minks
Take over their cranium
So ain't nobody playing em
They stay strayin em
Straight delaying em, we need to pray for em
If not, you lost your noggin
Rappers I'm bothering
Flow cold like snow toboggan
They try to bog in for life
The mic is my knife
Prepare for the cyph your flow
Born from a cyph it's alright
I told you fuck it stay out of sight
It's like
When I be flowing don't you put up a fight
You born in the night
I asked for a light from the flight
And niggas surely be hype when
There's blood in the pipe now that's life