Artist: Bishop Lamont Album: The Confessional * Song: It Hurts Typed by: timm2014@hotmail.com * off the leaked bootleg version of The Confessional [Verse One] I'm ballin' L.A.X., J.F.K. to Heathrow You ballin' Up at the park shootin' a free throw Put bullets through your peephole for fuckin' around with my people Send the Grim Reaper to reap, snatch your soul, call it a repo I know Niggas can't fuck with me Now you know Niggas you can't fuck with me I'm thorough like that Brooklyn borough Detroit, down to Chicago, P.J.'s and down at Magnolia don't fuck around Illa, military minded, hood militia, touch a Christian and Islamic scripture Gangsta, gangsta with a Black Panther mixture I'm bout to come back This rap is pro black The time is now, I am now, fuck holdin' back Aftermath Bitch don't you love it? Brought the crown back around, motherfucker I run it [Chorus] My album's out Rappers cryin' like little bitches Listen to 'em they like Oooohhh My niggas sellin' millions makin' millions almost diamond but you still ain't gold yet (I know it hurts) Hear me on the radio and see me in every video and on all the magazines (I bet it hurts) Spot me in that new Bentley the Bensey or the Rover while you still leasin' that old shit (Oow, I know it hurts) I fuck 'em when I meet 'em then delete 'em heard you treat 'em and you still ain't fucked yet (Oow) [Verse Two] I'm ambidextrous, train for the extras Pistol in either hand, I put a hole through your headrest The price of success My guns in excess For excessive force toward fuckers that's thoughtless A shot and you're thoughtless Bitch I won't miss I'm too B.I.G. now, you not gon' me just like Chris No posthumous releases I blow frames to pieces Your heart rate decreases Your sleep becomes the deepest What the fuck? Who the fuck you thought it was? I never slip, slip in a clip and let you feel slugs I'm just a backpacker I'd rather break dance But I'll break your neck, fuckin' disrespect, take a chance I'm Russian Roulette with a bullet in every chamber Bishop Lamont the new definition of danger [Chorus] My album's out Rappers cryin' like little bitches Listen to 'em they like Oooohhh My niggas sellin' millions makin' millions almost diamond but you still ain't gold yet (I know it hurts) Hear me on the radio and see me in every video and on all the magazines (I bet it hurts) Spot me in that new Bentley the Bensey or the Rover while you still leasin' that old shit (Oow, I know it hurts) I fuck 'em when I meet 'em then delete 'em heard you treat 'em and you still ain't fucked yet (Oow)