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[Verse 1: Bishop Nehru] My styles vary in lines [?] The competition probably missin' dissin' they got 'em scared of me It's weird to see, all of these random people are feeling me As soon as my tracks dropped I knew this shit was here for me And I stand to be, the best to ever hold the pen While throwin' emotion on pages and hoping Now all of my dope hymns will be niggas boastin' While I'm coastin' the ocean And postin' the most gems (ha) I never thought that it would happen this fast I went from sittin in class, finishin' work last To gettin' dolla' after dolla' All the shorties tryna holla' And tryna get with the Gualla but none of em gettin' nada Flows as hot as a sauna and lyrics ain't 'bout designer Tryna explore the finers so writin' lyrics I gotta And not a soul can stop these cold flows I got in these bogos I got what have me sittin' on the top just watch [Hook: Bishop Nehru] We some killers when it comes to spittin' flows And nigga we the illest we just hope you niggas know They ask about the beat and why the tempo so slow Then they ask about the bars and why I wreck it so cold We tell 'em Check the melodies We tell 'em Check the melodies Say what? Check the melodies Say what? Check the melodies We tell 'em Check the melodies We tell 'em Check the melodies Say what? Check the melodies Say what? Check the melodies [Verse 2: Que Hampton] Part of the rock like minerals, Primetime general Groupie niggas wanna come up like a pair of genitals What I failed to understand is how niggas didn't come from the same womb but still could be identical Y'all niggas on the same shit, my niggas on insane shit Making bread stack like blacks back on the slave ships Over-working on some slaves on the chains shit And make no mistake I'm the shit yo' flow anus I'd be lying if I said life was painless Lucky that I ain't livin' anxious with a stainless Either way you couldn't picture this no way to frame it Even though I give an image so vivid Van Gogh can't paint it My team's so amazin' Word flow smooth punches track because we chafed it Left it naked, push it in the cold But until that fucker froze the equivalent to my flows [Hook] [Verse 3: Bishop Nehru] I live disaster now laughter is what I'm after If I don't capture my scene is switching even faster than actors No time for people and chatter, opinions don't even matter I'd rather gather laughter from Slashes and all of these rappers These trappers is tryna trap us We keepin' our backs tough The skin is never appealin' cause the people I never trust They feelings ain't too appealin' Appearin' after I'm killin' the game Nuisance will hang, your services been arranged The shit I spit deranged, your crick is wicked insane You boring, Niggas is snorin' You poured it all on the page But explorin' haze, and J's that gon' gain you praise They say it's better with age but clearly that ain't the case I'm, younger than others and still I'm never found under These gunners thats runnin' these numbers and shakin' Hummers in summers I continue chillin' and killin' shit like a villain Mothers' fuckers doomed if they feeling like millions And start to feel a villains feelings [Hook]