Potassium - Bishop Nehru

The man who turns masses into addicts like opium

The fishbone braid-bearer taking all hope from him

Trying to rise higher than deep fryers and sodium

I’m tired like weak thighs standing at this podium

I’m winning on the road, took dice and I loaded 'em

Now the self-loathing loner is overthrowin' 'em

About to run 'em over like I poured soda to the brim

Got a high motor, I know I’m the cremè de la cremè

now women wantin' the Jägers

When I be writing these rhymes.

they be feeling it all within

Like it’s pain in an organ

I’m growing like pain in an orphan

Like the rangers got power when I’m morphing

I leave 'em all mourning, from night to the morning

I be up like an awning while they’re throwing shade, I be yawning

So keep talking, you’re never gonna stop me

Like I got pantsed, Bishop too damn cocky

Of course they try to block me but it be like they’re 5'3″

They physically incapable to tame a kid in my league

They tryna sleep, I’m making noise

It’s the beast of the east and the voice of the voiceless

Learn to keep poise around all of the poison

And now I’m making an imprint like embroidering

They wanna build and really be destroying

I can’t feel 'em so I been avoiding

My plan’s sealed in, they ain’t ever spoiling

I been cooking up hot like the pot boiling

My mind heavy, your mind is confetti light

You very tight, and Bishy’s spotting like it’s cellulite

Cellulite on these CDs, EPs, and the mic

Tell 'em hype like a senator, quarterback from the spike

I’m hella nice and it comes from me thinking like lonely nights

My only fight is with the mind and the silence is overhyped

Only like what my heart do, it’s your temple

Then my art too, that’s why I move as sharp as a harpoon

Like a dark moon, Bishy tunin', gettin' stiller

Been killer, my pill is realer

It’s my shot, I’m feeling Reggie Miller

It’s knock down for three, that’s the game sealer

Got the touch, you out of luck

I’m seeing through your new concealer

Feel I’m the iller but uneasy as I leave the villa

Usually my confidence is obvious and I’m the killer

A whole iller package, passive but backin' it

They say that he average, I’m laughing, I’m not jacking it

Doing magic, you moving savage, can’t interact with Bish

Guess you catch the drift

These cats wack and live and miss