Lyrics:
ben menachum, yo
Yo my own blood, dragged through the mud
Perished in my heart still cherished and loved
Stripped of our pride, everything we lived
wearing a wire
Are you playing dumb"
Just how long have you ben standing there
What exactly did you hear
Stealing heaven you will sure catch hell
And then
kill your all ass Slob, you better get my shit back
I bust your ass my muthafuckin' ?? nigga"
[AWOL]
By now you should know that this is the be -K,
kill your all ass Slob, you better get my shit back
I bust your ass my muthafuckin' ?? nigga"
[AWOL]
By now you should know that this is the be -K,
in sherry in a jar by the sink
He's the withered remains of Rin Tin Tin taking his new Cadillac out for a spin
The endless sea of traffic lights
like Walker
Rock a microphone like I was a native New Yorker
I strike hard like Ben Frank's lightnin' rod (uh-huh)
Leave you suckers scarred (uh-huh)
don't care
I don't dream by the waterside, I'll take Ben but I won't hide
I don't care, I'll just watch 'em from my rocking chair
(All right)
gone
In the wind
See my nigga, Ken,
Then dipped the Benz
And copped two old folks for the Ben
Then decided to meet downtown
By ten
Shoot a little pool
of big tails, Dickies and Ben Davis
The one and only witta chrome pistole
For those who don't know me: Bandana Swangin' Parole
Dub witta capital 3rd letter
Written by: Ben Taylor
I understand that mushrooms come from outer space
They always leave a smile upon my face
They have come from very far away
Written by: Ben Taylor, Larry Ciancia, Joel Shearer, Chris Chaney & Zac Rae
Rain, your powers are astounding
When I lift this shell to my ear
I can
Written by: Ben Taylor
What if just like everyone else
You were kidding yourself
And you decided the love you'd been resisting
Had only your best
Written by: Ben Taylor
Isn't enough to be grateful for what you've been given
You've got to be driven to take what you have and make it a life worth
other out
Picked her up in Carson, we don't fuck with Ben Carson
VVS on glow, better resurrect your soul
Work them hips, stir them grits
Country
Precious Evelyn left me
I'm left with the question
Why? God only knows
Your boo got up and left you
You're covered in ashes
And blinded by smoke
Shawty, how you gettin' home
I'm good, I'm fine
Do you wanna sip wine?
Sometimes I do
Codeine in the fridge
Right there by the vegetables
Had to tell
W3 ENT Wanted World Wide
Man we born to win, born to win
Whatever the circumstances, by any means,
We born to win
We would of never made it
Nasaret glad
Til Davids by oppbygd på ny
Betlehem hvor ut av vide går ry
For Josef god til byrd og blod
Runden var av den Davidiske rot
Men hans Maria var
out here, name dropping, drop a BEN, Frank for me
Only, name that, work is, Jesus, & yeen even break Tubmans
If u, lookin, for a rider, buddy, I ain't
A lot of these niggas be stealing sauce they get it from me
Keep it G I scoop your bitch like Ben and Jerry’s
Cuz I know she dig me like a cemetery
She
vermin
Head turning stay swerving
Still learning stick burning
Wanna be big like Ben not Sherman
North east got the wave get surfing
P gotta get that paper
have to wash it out my sheets
Never fuck women who clearly be off the E
Ben got that Flanders bod,okely dokely
Smoking on weed be so potent it's choking
be in and out the bank gotta stack and maintain
She ain’t with the kid games she just want the Ben franks
You be doing what you can she be doing what
I bow my head every night lay
Cuz I know he stays by my side
Tomorrow's not promised
And I know this
I ask for forgiveness cuz he knows me
I done
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