Bishop Speaks ... Matter

(album: Snubnose - 2019)

[Bishop Speaks]

[IceColdBishop:]
Big homie, had a high point 9mm, selling dope all in the classroom
If he get caught, probably kill a teacher
Crackhead, trying to steal his speakers
Jack boy, trying to take his sneakers
Plug tripping, I can get it cheaper
But he still calling up a nigga phone

I don't want the dope no more
All a nigga know is kick door, all a nigga knows is get dough
All a nigga hol' up, yeah, wait, I don't want the dope no more, I don't want the dope no more
All a nigga know is kick door, all a nigga do is kick door

I need a flat-head screwdriver, acting like a bitch, I'll get a new driver
Rolling with a couple two-timers, double back boys yea the tool timers
Yeah, I see ya whole crew shining, thank you niggas for the new diamonds
Thank you niggas for the earrings, shot by his face and made his ear ring
Half a gram on the porcelain, I will never be poor again
Uncle turned to a Muslim, start smoking crack and now he eating pork again
I just watched my nigga snort a 8th, riding round with a.38
Smoking dope since he was 38, he was like "Look, nephew, Goddamn"

I don't want the dope no more
All a nigga know is kick door, all a nigga knows is get dough
All a nigga hol' up, yeah, wait, I don't want the dope no more, I don't want the dope no more
All a nigga know is kick door, all a nigga do is kick door

[Matter]

[Ahyes:]
What's the matter? Don't wanna see the brains splatter, glass shatter and them guns go rattatata?
I'm from a place where lives do not matter, especially those with skin like dark matter
What's the matter? Don't wanna see the brains splatter, glass shatter and them guns go rattatata?
I'm from a place where lives do not matter, especially those with skin like dark matter

[Grip:]
Who knew we'd tote choppers when Grams was watching soap operas?
No poppers, we wasn't coached proper, the pole poppin'll knock the soul out ya
Live by street law, never tell pigs what we saw
This shit is Skee-Ball, make it up the hill then you free fall
This a nightmare you can't sleep off
No Ambien can drown out the randomness of an ambulance, cannabis can't grant you a thick enough smokescreen
To block out hoes' dreams and desperation of a dope fiend
My hands been dirty, I'm not sure if this something soap cleans but I'm scrubbing and scrubbing and fuck
Snuck in a club with a snub again and ended up busting in parking lot when that bitch close
Told cousin to meet me on Covington at Citgo
Temp is bubbling, senses is doubling, right back to scrubbing and scrubbing and scrubbing it
Dark thoughts hovering, that the idea of me struggling
So needless to say I'm right back at it again, strapped and strapped for cash and willing to take a crack at it for ends

[Ahyes:]
What's the matter? Don't wanna see the brains splatter, glass shatter and them guns go rattatata?
I'm from a place where lives do not matter, especially those with skin like dark matter
What's the matter? Don't wanna see the brains splatter, glass shatter and them guns go rattatata?
I'm from a place where lives do not matter, especially those with skin like dark