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benny the butcher - the iron curtain lyrics

[intro]
the almighty
(griselda)
uh
the butcher comin’, n+gga
let’s go
uh

[verse 1]
i’m black royalty (royalty)
with black lawyers, i ate off the black market, so good luck blackballing in me
the ghost of ‘chine gun black hauntin’ me
i feel like i’m nuts ’cause every time i count up, them racks talk to me (them racks talk to me)
and i just got a batch off of me (i did)
so the feds won’t back off of me
took what the trap offered me (i did)
uh+uh, i don’t got no gimmicks, you can feel the pain
blood on the money when i get it, but it spend the same
this one for the family (duffel bags)
i gambled like vegas and drove with my life saving in the trunk of a camry
if you never played with a fork, can’t understand me
all my n+ggas stood tall in new york like marcus camby
my aunt a christian prayer, but i’m a distant player
that’s with the hoes, but in the kitchen, i’m a difference maker
n+gga, my fingertips stick to paper (stick to paper)
it’s never enough ’cause half of it’s gone before i get the paper
[interlude]
let’s go
uh
this street gospel right here, n+gga
you feel me?
i been had a strap
i got my first gun when i was fourteen years old
i got it from conway
sh+t a true story, i can’t make this sh+t up, my n+gga (can’t make this sh+t up)
i can’t make this sh+t up (i can’t make this sh+t up, n+gga)
the butcher’s coming, n+gga (ah)
yeah

[verse 2]
they gave me obstacles and they prayed i fell
i’m the one who front the hustlers whatever they could sell (what you need?)
even if you feed ’em trust, they’ll tell
n+gga, i’m bagging up a brick while i play adele
balenciaga sp+ce kicks
you know the ones with no laces?
been tied everywhere like jay prince
this for my n+ggas in the state pen’
been down since ’08 with a case so weak, it don’t make sense
get caught in that system
they treat you like a victim
they slaves, i made crizz in places you’d get a brick from
for that, federales and fans both want my picture
when the other side hit up my n+gga, i cried a river (it’s on sight now)
tougher than n+ggas that y’all call brave (what else?)
standing over the stove wearing all our chains (uh)
you my know mo is all raw ‘caine
so many ballers in my trap, look like the all+star game
[outro]
let’s go, uh
like i said
i’m ready whenever y’all n+ggas ready, man
blood on the money
and blood on the wall
blood everywhere, man, y’all n+ggas can’t f+ck with me
brrt
doot+doot+doot+doot+doot+doot+doot+doot
ah

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