Muffled M.I.C - Bishop Nehru

Welcome to this classic, masses how y’all been?

Been awhile since I styled, and wow’ed em with the pen

But again, my lines is sin hitting critical

Niggas minimal when they spittin' they writtens minuscule

My, pictures pivotal, rhymes hard like minerals and

Known for leavin cats hurting and bleeding like menstruals

Bishop what’s getting into you?

The lines got sharper

You must’ve been in class moving arms like an author

Nah, just been bothered, others far from mars

Cause yet they flaws they constants and they first to converse

With A&Rs but my bars with stars they bars is starved they bosses is off the

yard

They far from caught, I beat em up 1,2,3

There goes the champ next to camp full of fake MCs

They basically awaiting me and vacancy no latency

But lately been making cheese

Look who’s on the tracklist rolling, no reviver

Tryna get high, the cypher was my lighter

Rappers try to keep their head above water

I slaughter, any nigga rapping with my offer

I caught ya, slippin, now ya corpse is missing

My thoughts are glistened, there’s never no remorse when spittin'

I’m awesome with it, torturing all the competition

The odds of dissing are lower than I thought

No kidding, it’s awkward fitting, in with the crowd around ya

Things are bound to hound ya, ya mans will clown ya

Don’t understand, they drown ya, I’mma stand it out

But you bout to go from stands to stans I doubt ya

Now I’m taking the game over too easy

They need me, others see me they get queasy

Believe me your flows are greasy, I’m getting greedy

I’m throwing all these rappers out can somebody feed me?

It’s too easy, believe me