Klansmen

[Intro: Bishop Lamont talking] Good lookin' Focus. I'm gonna make this masterpiece theater You got me Drop? I know you tapin' So anyway, welcome ladies and gentlemen Bitches and bitch ass niggas and bitch ass bitches. Haha I know niggas been wonderin' what's been goin' on and shit So, I'm just gonna put you up on some things Since I got the deal and what's been goin' on and shit You know what I mean? I've been seeing so much been hearing so much I'm just gonna go address some of this Take this adventure with me. Buckle up! [Verse 1] I swear to God almost every fuckin' day Another fake ass nigga talk up to me, guess what he say? "Hey Bishop. How's it feel to work with Dr. Dre?" I reply, "Hey faggot how's it feel to be gay?" Now beat it bitch, go blow a dick, get out of my face For the thousandth fuckin' time that ain't me on Myspace I ain't got no time for no Internet surfin' Nigga I'm workin' Wanna ask me somethin' Better tell me in person Fuck that page I put that shit to an end Just cause you put your picture on there, we ain't friends Warren my nigga Crooked my nigga Taje my nigga Mike A my nigga Dae One my nigga Fuck You get the point You friends with Chevy, not me Speakin' of producers Some of these bitch Used to front now they all on my dick [Hook] Hell, you might as well Cut up your bed sheets Cut holes in the pillow case Put it on and hit the streets Or burn a cross by my church God damn bitch niggas I didn't know you was some Klan members Hell, you might as well Wear a swastika Cut your hair, go bald, become a skin head Sell some Snapple get a rope and go hang a nigga Hatin' sons of bitches Y'all some Klan members [Verse 2] A lot of singers wanna rap now You didn't stop me, nigga shot me in my back like bloaw Baby boy I wasn't playin' no games I really trusted ya, had love for ya, now I'm Ving Rhames My nigga Russell know, so I ain't trippin' yo Plus Poppa Black put me up on Game long time ago Guerrilla Black, he and me go way back So all that whisperin' to him 'bout me, you can save that Divide and conquer that's older than Contra We family, so bitch here's a word from our sponsor Weeee killer Bitch get your mind right Bitch get your rhymes tight I see haters are plenty In the beginning I was mine But hindsight is 20/20 Gossipin' bitches Y'all better gang way And stop callin' me 'bout what you heard Game say [Hook] [Verse 3] If I don't like you, I don't like you I guarantee if that's how I'm feelin', you gave me every right to Cause ordinarily I'm a cool ass dude Ask any real nigga round, he'll tell you the truth And nothin' but the truth like my nigga Young Dre G. Malone, Mystro, E. Whyte and Malay Big Wide, Jack Bomb, Chuck Taylor, Strong Arm Wide Beat, Camo, Pr1me, the list goes on and on Alright, enough of that, let's get back to the song Sticks and stones break bones but clown dances never hurt me Listen I ain't trippin' off dude If I had a real problem I would have came and seen you Homie Come on, let's think back Power 106, nothin' but love, I gave you dap You was low key dissin' me, what the fuck is that? But I ain't mad I still like how you rap [Hook] [Outro: Bishop talking] Church. Had to testify to the truth. The truth and nothin' but Niggas comin' sideways at me. If it's really a problem, it's a problem Holla at me man. But I forgive you. Amen