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Benjamin Elias

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Addicted when I spit shit
What you call elixir I call liquid
That's the shit that'll make you a sick kid 
Smoked silly, oh you miss wit 
Never thought you'd be this fucked up by a misfit 
Take a hit, run it back like a pick six  
I'm Jokic when I bust out my bag of tricks
Or Magic, I just had to flip then rip 
So rip up the pages, this is a rip for the ages
Rip like that it'll leave you brainless
I rip through air til it's vapor 
Ripping through wrappers, like f*ck that paper 
I rip like Hamilton
The words I'm hammering 
Cause even when I say f*ck cigs, camel wins
I channel sins, to candle lit dinners 
Happiness loves company, and pockets get thinner 
My heart's on a pumping spree, thumping three beats per second
Keep these seats saved only for my brethren 
Middle finger to the reverend, poisoning minds with commandment eleven 
Lies pearly white like the gates of heaven
Peaceful me starts it's evanescence 
It's the dollar that stresses
Restricting like a collar catches a loose dog as it passes
Flow sweet like molasses, wanna be ill enough for the masses 
Shit's like time, come's in lapses 

Roll, roll, roll with the punches 
You don't want that stuff kid, you don't want that stuff kid 
Roll, roll, roll with the punches 
You don't want that stuff kid, you don't want that stuff kid 
Roll, roll, roll with the punches 
You can't have that stuff kid, you can't have that stuff kid 
Roll, roll, roll with the punches 
Roll, roll, roll with the punches 

Read news, step in the booth I'm a loose cannon 
Spit bars scarier than truth or Steve Bannon
And MC's who don't talk real be reprimanded
Fiends still come to me empty handed 
I'm done pushing, but once the idea's planted
My antics stop being candid, f*ck now I'm a  bandit 
Lost in the city like Atlantis
Bible abandoned, I'm praying like a mantis 
Hoping they don't supplant us or betray like Durant does 
I slay cus I don't want no pay stubs, no day job
No longer mad, no bro I'm a stray dog
Where the fray clogs the saved spots
From the Yachtys to the K. Dots, from relaxing to the playoffs
I taxi then take off and break off the fake coughs
When you spray shots to stay top on the day that the tape drops 
Each play makes the brain rot 
Shit's got me thinking even the game's bought
Still, I wanna be fatter than a saturated market I target
Climb higher than Aladdin on a carpet 
If I spark it, the revolution started
Leave em blue, black and brokenhearted 
The new attack is real, so they darted 
Real, like fruits from the garden 
Like the demons in closet, like success is the object 
Real like the beard on James Harden 
So much real shit, and shit I'm just getting started 

Roll, roll, roll with the punches 
You don't want that stuff kid, you don't want that stuff kid 
Roll, roll, roll with the punches 
You don't want that stuff kid, you don't want that stuff kid 
Roll, roll, roll with the punches 
You can't have that stuff kid, you can't have that stuff kid 
Roll, roll, roll with the punches 
Roll, roll, roll with the punches 

I regret saying the word real 
Cause that word don't mean shit no more 
And poet's just don't spit no more
So I don't try and write hits no more 
I just keep on shoving, cause I can't do spliffs no more 
I keep on shoving 
I keep on shoving 
I keep on shoving

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