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, for my

When the pen touch paper, nigga, there's mad static
Fans pass, ecstatic, masses stack, then cherish
My golden sound more than folding clowns
Posted now, never posing below the ground
What goes around comes 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 your beat, the sorcerer, the realist author
No Arthur, but plan to off ya, 'course, they awful
Hit and toss you, sit back and cause the exhaust fumes
What you gon do? I'll have ya baked, breaking easy
Believe me, Bishop is elite, tracks stay on repeat
I defeat, any nigga ready to contest
Yes I do impress, I'm next look to invest
Never stressed when addressing the best
It's success till I rest I'ma bless with finesse nothing less

(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, for my

Nothing less than the top, the only spot for me
Ain't hard to see, I spark trees when we park the V
Impossibly, paused to see who's higher, we have never rely
You ask for sire, 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 straying '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 bargain for life, the mic is my knife
Prepare for the scythe, your flow gone from my cyph'
It's alright, I told you fuckers, "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 bud in the pipe
Now that's light

(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, for my

Pu txen urheN rorepmE
Dnob si droW
?em leef uoY
Kcab tihs poh-pih war ,laer siht gnirb annog er’eW
?naem I tahw wonk uoy ,hguoht revetahw s’tI
Taht gnileef ton m’I
Gnihtemos teg uoy gnipoh dna gnitirw tsuj si saggin lla’Y
Taht gniod t’nia saggin lla’Y
Otni traeh ym tup ot daH ?naem I tahw wonK
Troffe em koot ,nrael ot emit em kooT
Taht fo enon htiw t’nia eW
?em leef uoy ,saggin ssa taH ehT nI taC
Sreppar ssa ssu eS .rD ,tseb dias AZG
Sreppar ssa elpmis uoy lla ta gnimmoC
?em leef ,tihs aifaM
Tihs erif elzziD bboM taht htiw emac tsuJ
?naem I tahw wonK
UrheN rorepmE
Ereh pohsiB ,hu yob ruoy s’tI
?naem I tahw wonK
HaeY ,haeY
Oy, oy, oy
Haey ,haey
Haey ,haey

Mm, alright, alright, my nigga, I see you, I see you (I told you man)
That was some fly shit, I can't front, I can't front
You know what I'm saying? (I told you, my nigga, I told you)
Thank you, thank you
Thank you

But, you know what you gotta do?
You gotta give me one more before you go
You know what I'm saying? (Yeah, man, you gotta give me one more, man)
I gave you your props, you did your thing, you showed off on me
You know what I'm saying? (You gotta us me one more, man)
You a real hip-hop rapper, man, you know what I'm saying?
It's rare to find that, you know what I'm saying?
So, what you gotta do for me
You gotta kick one more fly ass rhyme, bro (Yeah one more, man, please, man)
One more, y'all, one more (one more, and you can get out of here)
Yeah, I gotchu, I gotchu
I gotchu