Hallelujah

[Intro: Dr. Dre]

Rejoice real hip hop is back!

Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah [x2]

[Verse 1: Bishop Lamont]

Good morning church let's open up our bibles

Wrap up recitals, let's discuss these wack rhymers backsliders

Mindless spineless by their own jury

They blinded by chain after chain cause they used to being slaves

Kuntas, kuntas tap dance for your advance

Then lie to all the field niggas bout how you got your chance

Swear you been a renegade but nigga please you've been afraid

Go get Master his lemonade

And stop with all your street charades

You a gangster, you a gangster when did this happen

At magnet school in drama class

When you was learnin' acting and dope dealin'

Scene stealin' made a perfect villain

The labels need new acts you act so what a perfect fill- in

Fill in the blanks but never can replace the feeling

Of real music real Hustlers that been through it

Real ryders, real rhymers who give they lives to it

And you with me say amen

It's Time For Real Music

[Hook: Xzibit]

Congregation please stand receive the blessing

From my motherfuckin' hands

Sip holy water, I walk through the promise land

It's Bishop Lamont my heel crush the devil head

Hip Hop is Dead

That's what the devil says

It's all about swag

That's what the devil says

Len me some cash

That's what the devil says

Bless the track partake my daily bread

[Verse 2: Bishop Lamont]

When they state they keep it real

They really mean

They keep it fake peace means war

One love is one hate

A stab in the back the same as a handshake

It's Hollywood, Hollywierd

Where your favorite rapper goes and disappears

Off the planet like an alien abduction

Next album first single sounds strange

When he be bussin'

It must be that Scientology

Or blow that he been snuffing

Or a combo or both

Let's take a trip to the coast

Be rockstars in 5 stars hotels in Overdose MTV Diary doesn't come close

You think you know but you have no idea

About the demons and schemin' that goes on here

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Bishop Lamont]

Unholy trinity: sex, drugs and alcohol

Your biggest artist, from these came their downfall

Even right now as you listen it surround ya'll

And me too that's why you know that I'm not lyin', naw

Now these stars wanna blow their brain to venus

And die outside the club

Be the next River Phoenix

I mean correction

I mean Heath Ledger

Who would think an Olsen Twin would deal that deadly pleasure

But this no sitcom, So try and sit calm

While I read you more scripts of the Bishop Psalm

From the streets and this business many disappear

They both will promise you swallow then shed no tear

You know they're sayin'

They'll have a new nigga next year

Don't let them take your soul

Like they took Shakir

Don't let them take hold

Keep your vision clear

You never know that could be me or you next year

[Hook]