Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Welcome, artist - Bishop Nehru. Album song Nehruvia, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 27.01.2017
Record label: Nehruvia
Song language: English
Welcome |
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 |
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 |
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 |
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 |