Bishop Lamont

Bishop Lamont - Sodom And Gomorrah lyrics

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We're in a lot of trouble
Because you people and 62 million other Americans are 
listening to me right now
Because less than 3% of you people read books
'Cause less than 15% of you read newspapers
Because the only truth you know is what you get over 
this tube
Right now, there is a whole, an entire generation that 
never knew anything that didn't come
Out of this tube
I think we in the last days of time
So I'm scribbling these rhymes, searching hard to see 
the signs
But my eyes is too red form all the drinking and the 
partying
Sex in the 20's, the titties, the illegal guardian
I'm silly for that silicone
I stay in the streets like I ain't got a fucking home
And if it's beef you ain't going fucking home
Ignite that flame right to cook till your brains gone
I think the devil's tryna kill me cause my flow self 
righteous and the lord walks with me
I won't sell my soul for the role to get on TV
I'm all about my crap, these other rappers stretch 
cheesy
A hard nigga, I ain't never had it easy
Did it from the ground up, that's why the streets 
believe in me
Won't compromise, kiss ass, and subset
I'm out in daylight and I can't look back
I rap with a chip on my shoulder
I can give a fuck what you made in to get
Against different, also Mr. Hyde and Dr. Jekyll
Now I hope you learned your lesson
I can shiver in my breath (yes yes)
I can cause death
Outta here, my level rap is no witty
Beyond even sea level, in another atmosphere
You had better wake up and understand that there are 
people guiding your life and you don't
Even know it
Yea, I think we in the last days of times
Cause these rappers keep putting rhymes for metal in 
their lines
I never misstep, I can read between the lines
Since you hired a mobif you getting hit some lines 
times
The gangs don't change, it ain't like it was
These niggas getting down with the arrows above
Feel like Donny Hathaway, Where's the love?
Cause the moves y'all making ain't for criskus cause
Our Muslim guns, here to see scrapes how I keep my buzz
Nigga, fuck the fuzz
Nah, we don't talk to policia
Snitch ass niggas making their jobs easier
Take this to the source, it's like the old days of 
Cesar
Nothing's changed but the translation
Same heathens, deamons all legions of satan
The battle starts now, motherfucka I ain't waiting
I rap with a chip on my shoulder
I can give a fuck what you made in to get
Against different, also Mr. Hyde and Dr. Jekyll
Now I hope you learned your lesson
I can shiver in my breath (yes yes)
I can cause death
Outta here, my level rap is no witty
Beyond even sea level, in another atmosphere
Ladies and gentlemen. The very word "secrecy" is 
repugnant in a free and open society; and
We are as a people inherently and historically opposed 
to secret societies, to secret oaths and
To secret proceedings. For we are opposed around the 
world by a monolithic and ruthless
Conspiracy that relies primarily on covert means for 
expanding it's sphere of influence on
Infiltration instead of invasion, on subversion instead 
of elections, on intimidation instead
Of free choice. It is a system which has conscripted 
vast human and material resources into
The building of a tightly knit, highly efficient 
machine that combines military, diplomatic,
Intelligence, economic, scientific and political 
operations. It's preparations are concealed, not
Published. It's mistakes are buried, not headlined. 
It's dissenters are silenced, not praised. No
Expenditure is questioned, no secret is revealed. That 
is why the Athenian lawmaker Solon
Decreed it a crime for any citizen to shrink from 
controversy. I am asking your help in the
Tremendous task of informing and alerting the American 
people. That with your help man will
Be what he was born to be: free and independent.
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