The Music (Intro) - Bishop Nehru

I say the world ain’t safe for me to live in

Im only sixteen so this shit just the beginning

I should be in the world trying to find a fine tuition

Instead of running around Following intuition

While others mention

Nehru name cause the kid grew fame

Planting the seed and grew a tree so when he blew through lanes

Lames would look saying he took and threw it off the top floor

Now whores want more of my balls and bronsons

While thongs are flying at a nigga from a distance

This hipster kid is thinking about how to diss this

Master a sentence is my commission

Gets larger and the starters are ready to throw big fits

It’s misfit, we get shit around Christmas

His wishlist is much more than what saint nick dished

But get this

He always showed his mom a smile

Cause she was up for awhile wrapping presents for her child

Meanwhile in his head hes thinking about the bread

And trying to get ahead

While others searching for heads

Never selling them meds

Im making tracks instead

Most shooting the leads

Not knowing they could of lead

They’re community

To unity

They’d rather cut like truancy

He using me to get yourself know

But this ain’t new to me

In my eulogy they’ll be songs about how they used to be

Before I killed them Musically

My talents leaving gruesome scenes

In my eulogy they’ll be songs about how they used to be

Before I killed them Musically

Leaving gruesome seams