[Intro] Fuck these lame niggas in my city If any nigga got a problem, tell'em come and get me It's Mr. Benton say "good morning" to the bad guy I'm enjoyin' every moment, time pass by
[Verse 1: Jarren Benton] Fuck these lame niggas in my city If any nigga got a problem, tell'em come and get me It's Mr. Benton say "good morning" to the bad guy I'm enjoyin' every moment, time pass by These new rappers too emo I'm just stackin' bread, I put my bitch inside a mink coat Told you niggas desert eagle, check your fuckin' ego These hoes out here tryin to get a ring like Smeagol I am sicker than Polio niggas fake like Pinocchio When I'm in that pussy these hoes catching a holy ghost I would not go for the okie doke, word to Moskie Moe She wear Moschino like a mosquito: I'm fly in a tuxedo It's east side till it's rigamortis These lame niggas throwin stones at a killers fortress Think I ain't the illest in the A I blow your brains out Finna go and bleach her wash these blood stains out I came a long way from sitting at home to record I pray my grandmama is alive when I win an award Revenge of the ninja I'm bending the sword In the back of your head you ain't ready for war Don't get it twisted my nigga I ain't just some weirdo I will fuck you up if you play with my fucking euros I beg your pardon these niggas they out here starving Shoot at the niggas feet have him dancing, doing the Carlton
[Hook: Hemi] You don't know me like you think you do You don't know me like you think you do I have been hated and loved And I hope this means something To all the ones who hated I say "fuck 'em"
[Verse 2: Jarren Benton] This Cali weed got me feeling like a astronaut I just take a couple tokes and then I pass the pot I'm praying for happiness I ain't asking a lot Maybe a lot of bread , head and a glass of ciroc They put them heaters to your head cause your flashing that watch I'm in a shitty hotel getting ass from a thot I'm irritated like a J with no cash for his rocks My nigga did a bid the pigs found a stash in his socks Highschool dropout I'm harassing my pops Look at me now sucker nigga I'm glad I've done stop No religion I probably won't die a martyr I used to ride to MARTA bumbin' midnight marauders I'm just trying to be better father than the one I had Money, cars , clothes and hoes - niggas want it bad She won't let a nigga fuck because she's on the rag I threw the deuces at the ho and now she's on a cab Brass knuckle Benton a bully that fucking murders raps Niggas shining they oldschools with turtle wax I put this red dot right where your turban at If it ain't about money I ain't concerned with that Bitch
[Hook: Hemi]
[Outro: Jarren Benton] x4 Brass Knuckle Benton the bully Benton the bully that fucking murders rapsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
