Black Bishops - Church Street lyrics

Yo, I'm the son of Haile Selassie
Holy blood of Christ through my veins but
The dome is of the Nazi
I may lie like: "Whoever wrote the bible
It was not me" i'm a hater of peace, RIH
Like most of my OGs
Rest in hell you cronies
Fuck, I don't fight my fights
But mess with the
God yeah bruh fear will be your last sight
I won't kill you but whatever you
Do better watch your back
Niggas will give you a fright
Never hit Napierville
My niggas will kill whoever
With the fakest bite
Sober makes em ill so they mad for the pill
They ain't got no chill so
They wanna take flight
I'm the type of ghoul that oozes the
Type of cool that's found in Porunga


Even Majin Buu felt like a fool
When facing this illy Buddha
Black Bishops cause hick-ups puffin hyssop
Vishuddi flowin deep go fishin
For a beast so vividly vicious
So my aura can make you religious
Motherfuck I'm mad on the beats and
My bars final boss level
Kick harder than feet
Samurai causing slaughter to the weak
Vigorously slaying these wannabes
Check the Tees, if it's not BB
Kill the freaks take the keys
Drive the car to a stream full
Of piranhas and dope beats
As we eat the stolen Cheese, bitch

Fall down like the walls of Jericho
It's the old school head
Like Motown Jerri curl
Burp soul with every word mic check 1, 2
We skip the third for I am the
Ragga Muffin putting cats in reverse
Ask for blessings like beggars in church
Vomit some more soul polluted with verbs
Sometimes it's like sweet taboo
Sometimes it's breathing gun powder
In a telephone booth rewind it like Deja Vu
These bars are too much for your sweet tooth
Route to the roots
Black thoughts reside burning inside
I swallowed the sun
White man isolated the wise
Like activists in exile
Whispering sweet lies with nicotine breath
Aye yo, check, all these imbeciles are dead

So it's the TRI double L, GXD
Find the X without the E
After that you'll get the D
Ngambona just the other day, ukhala mi
Izinyembezi zigcwele mfi, get away from me
Honestly
Middle name Prosperity, put me on a magazine
I want nothing but triple beams
And selling them CDs
You wonder why you got so many kids
Contribute with them Cds like literally
Support your local acts
Ubezwa sebethi "I'm inlove with the Coco!"
Ngizama ukukhanda umnotho, anginayo inhliziyo
Type my name on Google uzobona uEl Papino
Oh no, why you talking out your kulo?
Umbuzo lona, ungikhulumela phansi
Awusiboni isitulo?
I, I don't have a problem, I
I ain't got no worries
I don't have a problem
Overachiever, the only thing a nigga
Need is to get recognition
(Fuck Versace flow nigga)
I'm reaching out to the masses
Especially them celebrations

From ubhut' madlisa you'll become a
Once upon a time
When all these spooner chicks eating
Eating feasting on your dimes
And over do the tricks that turn you
From a kruger in his prime
To a stupid rich, lucrative
Targets of the crime and shit
Murder to that excellence
Honor us like presidents we heaven sent
Pheth' igazi lembali in my relevance
The message is: It's time
To silence anybody reckaless
The menaces niggas feeling froggy
With that arrogance
You testing it? We caught you lacking
Asking God to bless your bitch
She heard me slit a trippy verse
And made me her new favorite
No one's behaving
Got my sugar from your neighbor's bitch
I'm sorry makhe
She said angingene than I savored it
Moral of the story kids: Don't mess
With all the Floral Kings
Or you'll be hearing more of missing
Women from their homes with us
Out here on a tour with us
Rolling up that canibus
Evangeles even with no weapon
We still dangerous

They can't bang with us