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dlyan - benz [extended] lyrics

hook [dlyan]:

benz, bends, benz, bends, benz, bends
bends, benz

verse 1 [dlyan]:

this gold never bends
but the benz is gold
and the ice in my wrist, man it’s twice as cold
as the sight of the d cat, prowling the streets when it’s black
hear the hounds howling, anxious to attack
then the sound of the gat sends me fleeting with agility
the way he do the 800 meter dash: he’s an athlete with ability
check the homicidal virility matched with the ice tranquility
thе trilogy: the king on the throne
thе trinity: turns medusa to stone
hear them shatter at the tone
sending shocks right to their bones
i look around all i see are motherf+cking clones
watch as the magician spins and hones
the gold

hook [dlyan]:

benz, bends, benz, bends
verse 2 [dlyan]:

this gold never bends
well then what do we have here my friends
the ends, the dents, the tens, i’m bent
the lens is refracted so you see these negatives subtracted
pure victory, adaptive, i’ve mastered this classic
the b+st+rd is at it, i’ve had it with these so called pros
you got a lot of adverbs but where’s the flows
some of us just have it just how it goes
that’s why they never see him at my shows
the boy glows like a golden sanguine rose
check the th+rns, the racks, the clones, the stacks
the h+rns, they wax, calling you p+ssy is playing it lax
as i puff on the pax, you need to sit back and relax
and puff some purple indica dro
leap over hurdles with that indelible flow
they excuse the hubris because of the pivotal role
in constructing the benz, chisel its ends out of a block of
black canary crystal, ends, take notes of the indentations
tessellated into triple bends
these fickle flowers got me p+ssed and got me with
another reason for this horchata on my wrist
check the tizza+tizza+top of the list
the best goes first, and that’s before the fisker
see me handlin’ a fifth of liquor before
these minute b+tches bicker, i’m just quicker to set the ticker
to 212, watch how at the boiling point these p+ssies melt
benz is finally extended, see the indignations amended
you see these p+ssies pretended so their reign is now ended
the shots that i send are enough to make a clique bend
“hey dlyan, you got some gold you could lend?”
only for a friend
verse 3 [dlyan]:

these faking cats think we out here playing games
till i catch ’em on the block, air ’em out, spraying brains
i’m flaying lames that look the same as the mane
i break and maim, aim and spray his frame
for attempting stepping to the motherf+cking drain
my reign, takes a feigning b+tch
and makes the lanes in his brain all switch
ditch the crib, the grills, the chains
pitch it all as ill as one who went through pains

the gold benz!

- dlyan lyrics

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