Bishop Lamont - So Sad lyrics

[Intro] [Bishop talking] Yeah! Chevy Jones. Danjahandz. Listen closely you wack a** rappers I made this just for y'all. Wack a** producers and singers b*tch ASS n***as in general. Church [Hook] So sad, to have had Your career's over now Till time, dry your eyes Take a bow and say goodbye [Verse One] [Bishop] Mad man, it's the rap Mein Kampf But to f**in' start a whole new holocaust 4th Reich, my soldiers on the blocks Self employed I ain't got no boss Dre my O.G. so don't get it cross Only answer to God or Christ on the cross This is no facade, all me in your box Real till I'm R.I.P. in a box d**h is an illusion Life a mirage So f** authority, y'all not in charge Military minded, call me sarge 'Bout to k** rap then I'm a criminal at large It's trash day, y'all n***as gar-bage I'm Shining like Jack in the lodge Or Jay Nancy, I'm doin' my job Since global warming is heatin' up for rappers it's a prob [Hook] So sad, to have had Your career's over now Till time, dry your eyes Take a bow and say goodbye [Verse Two] I done warned y'all hardheaded f**ers In one ear then straight out the other Catch me while I'm sleepin', that's Deep Cover 187 with your pillow get smothered I'm sick and I'm not gon' recover So pull the plug, I'm gone motherf**er You rap n***as, y'all so stupid I'm not just a man Bishop's a movement Don't believe me n***a? Go on and google it Been through Hell, got the burn mark to prove it Couple of times like Constantine Young soldier n***a since Ovaltine I'm Murdock n***a, rep the A to the Team Pop out the coffin with the M-16 I'm the clock on your dresser 'bout to wake you from your dream Music to murder by, this is that theme [Hook] So sad, to have had Your career's over now Till time, dry your eyes Take a bow and say goodbye [Verse Three] You n***as don't know what's happenin' I'm preachin', y'all n***as rappin' I'm teachin', y'all barely pa**in' Most rap albums out, hate 'em with a pa**ion You ain't the man n***a, you Jesse Jackson Standin' next to the man when bullets was blastin' Bishop Luther, born to be king Rappers bow down, muah, kiss my ring God's middle finger, I reign supreme f** y'all n***as, can't reach my height Thoughts so deep, fish need flashlights Homie I'm today, you n***as last night This ya execution I'm readin' your last rights f** good manners, I'm through being polite n***as co*k hammers, I'm the foreman on site Carson's about to blow and I'm the dynomite [Hook] So sad, to have had Your career's over now Till time, dry your eyes Take a bow and say goodbye