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benji kaine - immortal lyrics

yeah, i told em like don’t ask me for sh-t ya dig, like, f-ck all that
i don’t wan talk i do not wanna come to your house i don’t wanna chill with you
no none of that sh-t, like

105 on the i55 if i make it home alive i ain’t never gon die i got benji wit me
i got henney wit me i got, plenty benji’s y’all ain’t ever gon get me i’m immortal
105 on the i55 if i make it home alive i ain’t never gon die i got benji wit me
i got henney wit me i got, plenty benji’s y’all ain’t ever gon get me i’m immortal

my flesh will decay but my spirit immortal
the mind is a prison your god is a warden
the bible’s a lie it’s a form of extortion
we livin in h-ll h-ll holy sh-t ain’t it gorgeous
inhale then i cough put the nail in the coffin
my dream on the line i sniffed it you crossed it
i drip like a fossit, don’t give a f-ck often
i fell of and lost it shook back on my boss sh-t
i will not die, your god is a liar, and i’m the messiah to high
and i’m wired
its loud and you quiet, you playin wit fire and most of my haters my secret admirers
i hope i make it home in one piece personal foul i hope you don’t reach
up in the clouds i’m puffin on trees better think bout ya life before upping on me
my new sh-t fuego, heard your new mixtape my b-tch say it’s no bueno
i don’t rap beef yo sh-t wack i can’t take sh-t back i spit heat my breath hot i need tic tack
i got bars like kit kats big facts they say this that
you can’t spit you gift wrap yo b-tch hit back take yo lick

don’t want no apologies, just want acknowledgement
built up a tolerance for it i’m tolerant
i’m going deaf from the screaming and hollering
whole lotta benji’s and none of em counterfeit
so many benji’s around me lost count of em
isn’t it obvious all of em counterfeit
please turn it down a bit, i been applying pressure for a minute
oh i forgot to tell u we da sickest
i think that my doctor paying me commission
don’t think i forgot but you can be forgiven
you lookin to god but the answers are hidden
i can’t be a victim, i’m stamped in the trenches
i can be a menace a fan or a critic
the question is are you impressed with the answers i’m giving
i handle sh-t different the candles are lit i’m in shambles
and she been a fan of my sh-t gave my ego a boost
your b-tch a fan of the things that i do
call the ambulance he shoulda listen i turn to a animal every time i’m ina booth
everyone say it it’s gotta be true not to be rude
i’m the hottest it feel like a tropical island inside of my booth inside of my booth yeah

- benji kaine lyrics

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