Chin Injeti - Peoples 1 lyrics

BISHOP LAMONT Fish by the millions die, birds fallin from the sky when you observe, its hard to kick words just to sound fly but i digress, so dont stress the best yes, i suggest we should just, try out best and let, nature, do the rest but mother nature got her hands full when trynna raise the whole man kind boy, what a damn fool its gettin hot, and im just trynna stay cool like the fonze in deep cryogenic sleep thats how i do im too ultra ultra for these trends of culture like these snakes and vultures they always approach him so i decided to start my own sh** just like Oprah and now lookey lookey kick my feet up on the sofa i aint with that stereotypical sh** coz typically, on the stereo it all sounds b**h and honestly a lot of rappers must really feel sick from the, centrifugal force of always riding my dick jesus- yall worse than basketball wives a bunch of b**hes your life depend on other n***as lives the stakes is high even way way way more higher so now im glad to end pailin (impale in) hip hop attire but never writing just reciting what the truth bring me i'm John Wilkes booth in the booth blowin brains baby SHAD Loser, loser, like an educated toofer baby, forget babies im the future got a fox like rupert murdoch, you sir, should come by the spot me and the girls playing yuker co*ky when the tricks like trig get off me lil fresh air man, i spit like a fall breeze im cool as palm tree, always in school, i hallway pa** on the prom queens like "ehhh" i like a girl in mom jeans strong and sweet basically she's got my mom's genes my rappins like Chomsky if he acted like Tom Green black in the white world, opposite of Jon bB farm team starve but the majors wont call him coz far from a puppet he is what you call a problem me and a mic, is like ruker park austin with a spalding cauldron like flow straight scoulding