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I was born in Stuttgart Germany
April 86 I was built with a urgency
My skin and guts burgundy
Two months old when I left the language I never learned to speak
My family name is Benz you probably heard of me
I've made ppl f*ck over their friends even murder for me
My vin start with 126 left out the rest purposely

My first owner was a stock broker up on wall street
He went on a balling spree
Bought a crib in the Hampton's and another down in the keys
He been dreaming bout me even paid premium fee's
Paid it all cash didn't care to lease
Money kept flowing he thinking shit is sweet
Never met his wife he fucks his mistress on my back seat
High off nose candy few times he almost crashed me
Speaking about crashes
Stock market crashed he had to liquidate his assets
He was fully tilted sold me only for a fraction
Relationship barely lasted

My second owner was a coke dealer out of queens
I think he ran with Supreme
He Change the sneakers on my feet
Next was the muffler delete
Bad bitch passenger seat my trunk filled it with keys
Windows up smoking trees I can barely breath
We hit high way cracked the sun roof and I felt a breeze
Tinted my windows to lay low from the D's and enemies
I went from sleeping in garages to park infront of bodegas
Glove compartment kept his Glock center console his pager
Went to war with the neighbours Dominicanos with razors
He ain't worried he know killers that still owe favors
Posted on the block courages
Word up magazine thumbing thru the pages
Headphones on listening to the new Big Daddy Kane shit
Leaning on his car rocking his latest custom made fit
Spanish kid pulled up on a bike he ain't even say shit
He ain't even seen it all you heard was the shots
His body dropped blood all on my fender and the Monoblocks
Repossessed by the cops ended up on auction blocks

My third owner was a teacher from Connecticut very good etiquette
Parks me at suburban home where I am a better fit
Driveways in the neighbourhood I see a lot of relatives
My muffler back on so I'm sounding like myself again
I really like this guy I hope he keeps me t'ill the bitter end
But he wasn't a friend traded me in, in 92 for the new latest Benz
A newer bigger version of me with better seats
Double pane windows soft close door I can barely compete
I pray someone body still wants me in their fleet
The new 140 got so much technology I wonder if I'm obsolete

Luckily my fourth owner was in love with my type
Every night after we ride he would give me a wipe
He tuck me in cover me up and make sure that I'm right
He kept me for like a decade then moved on with his life
Now it's 2002 my ego is bruised I done sat on every lot with every car that is used
They walk by but never pick me they say I'm not reliable
I'm really confused I guess they don't know the truth
Years past I'm still on this lot my breaks is shot
My paint don't look how it used to plus I need new shocks
Bounced around a couple shops nobody gave me a shot
I'm feeling outcasted still got low milage on my clock
Reminiscing back how I used to stunt hard how I end up in this junk yard
Sometimes I get lost day dreaming of a plush garage
New liquids and filters break pads battery fully charged
At night before I shut my lights I pray to the BenzGod
My days are numbered crushing us at faster rates
They just took that e-class away you see that poor bastard's face
They just destroyed some more Beamers I wasn't sad to see it
The only part that's sad they're killing other Europeans
I pray I make it out this hell but don't think I'll be leaving
They already took my grill headlights will be gone by this evening
They picking us apart they use us for parts
They still ain't take my heart new fuel pump and I'll definitely start
But one day I felt them clamp on my frame this ain't the same
They started pulling I thought this was the end of my game
But this was different usually the forklift takes you away
This was a tow truck he pulled me out and then loaded me up
I'm in an enclosed trailer I'm in shock like what the f*ck
Heard I'm going to this place called the Kingdom the Mecca
Some place warm where all my relatives is gathered together
They plan to fully restore me and then keep me forever
I must be dreaming the BenzGod must of answered my prayers
I'm starting to see palm trees and feel the change of the weather
Doors open they got their phones out as I enter the Mecca...I'm home

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