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Politically Incorrect Video (MV)




Performed By: Bishop The Overseer
Language: English
Length: 3:33
Written by: Seth U. Nwosu




Bishop The Overseer - Politically Incorrect Lyrics




CHORUS:
Politically incorrect, live from New Jersey
I'm so real, I think they wanna hurt me
I'm serving the real, they know they keep it concealed
Knowing these guys, they'll probably strip me of my deal. (Repeat)

VERSE 1:
I'm sick ya'll pessimistic view on my repertoire
Pardon me son, continue to connect raw
These, negative vibes, from negative guys
Motivate me, to spit harder and better for lettuce
Receive multiple amounts of cheddar
Song property value, escalated, from all ya'll hatin'
Get a grip on reality, I'm hot and takin'
New status, I can cop a home for each of your parents
The more you hate, the more I make
The hotter the venom, the more girls a I date with morals
But they lose that with me, I don't know
They actin' like they never had it, maneuvering
In this wide-body, like she know acrobatics
Hate levels out here are far over the average
And dudes is soft, like wet cotton, and avoid static
Why come between the marriage, of me and music,
You see the tools, and I won't hesitate to use it

CHORUS

VERSE 2:
Save your equal opportunity and race unity
Fugaize plots to stop drugs in my community
Live from New Jersey, Politically Incorrect
With your host, Bishop, member of the Committee
President and CEO, of Bishop Enterprises
Spit 16 plus, and always with the mega virus
Hatin' on me, still when it drop, you the first to buy it
I'm hot to death, ain't no way you can deny it
Who owns the planes? Who owns the ships? Who owns the boats that they use to import the dope?
Who locks us up, for movin' it?, and hard to get
30 years just for movin' a brick
Most of us can't afford defense, they take a charge
And expand it like yeast and hot bread get
We got cats who drop the dime and fed tip
Rat out their own kind, to lessen their time
How about, if I lessen this rhyme and bring it to the basics
How people of color are born not to make it
May I expose it, they leave it in the basement
Small opportunities given, you betta' take it

CHORUS
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CHORUS:
Politically incorrect, live from New Jersey
I'm so real, I think they wanna hurt me
I'm serving the real, they know they keep it concealed
Knowing these guys, they'll probably strip me of my deal. (Repeat)

VERSE 1:
I'm sick ya'll pessimistic view on my repertoire
Pardon me son, continue to connect raw
These, negative vibes, from negative guys
Motivate me, to spit harder and better for lettuce
Receive multiple amounts of cheddar
Song property value, escalated, from all ya'll hatin'
Get a grip on reality, I'm hot and takin'
New status, I can cop a home for each of your parents
The more you hate, the more I make
The hotter the venom, the more girls a I date with morals
But they lose that with me, I don't know
They actin' like they never had it, maneuvering
In this wide-body, like she know acrobatics
Hate levels out here are far over the average
And dudes is soft, like wet cotton, and avoid static
Why come between the marriage, of me and music,
You see the tools, and I won't hesitate to use it

CHORUS

VERSE 2:
Save your equal opportunity and race unity
Fugaize plots to stop drugs in my community
Live from New Jersey, Politically Incorrect
With your host, Bishop, member of the Committee
President and CEO, of Bishop Enterprises
Spit 16 plus, and always with the mega virus
Hatin' on me, still when it drop, you the first to buy it
I'm hot to death, ain't no way you can deny it
Who owns the planes? Who owns the ships? Who owns the boats that they use to import the dope?
Who locks us up, for movin' it?, and hard to get
30 years just for movin' a brick
Most of us can't afford defense, they take a charge
And expand it like yeast and hot bread get
We got cats who drop the dime and fed tip
Rat out their own kind, to lessen their time
How about, if I lessen this rhyme and bring it to the basics
How people of color are born not to make it
May I expose it, they leave it in the basement
Small opportunities given, you betta' take it

CHORUS
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Writer: Seth U. Nwosu
Copyright: Lyrics © B E P C MUSIC


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