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jarren benton - don't need you lyrics

[intro]
k-k-kato on the track b-tch

[verse 1: hopsin]
you already know i’m going all in
it ain’t hard to see this is my calling
let’s just be honest, over like the past two years
i been running sh-t but i was only jogging
haters steady d-gg-ng, getting information from the blogging
k!ll the bullsh-t, you better chalk it, thinking that i lost it
i done had my mind on the prize
back when i was sipping water from the faucet (raw sh-t)
i’ma f-ck around and have to let it loose
i am not the tunnel to be headin’ through
i’m on another motherf-cking pedestal
i ain’t playing with this rap sh-t
where he at i’ma split his f-cking head in two
your career has been a lie
you been copping rentals back at enterprise
i ain’t never had to go pretend to fly
i could pull up on a b-tch inside a f-cking toyota corolla
and i’m betting you that she go f-cking get inside
i ain’t even gotta make a sentence rhyme
i ain’t go pretend this ain’t a genocide
i ain’t go pretend my nuts are minimized
i ain’t go pretend that i ain’t drop knowledge on you back
when i was going heavy when the menace eyes
y’all ain’t got a business mind, y’all don’t see the vision i paved
if you go against the grain you’re getting penalized
so you better pick a side ‘fore i have to go and let the missiles fly
you know i’m only in it just to get the prize, tell ’em

[pre-chorus: evans desir]
i gotta get it and go
where were you when i was broke?
say what’s a snake to a bird
oh yeah that’s dinner to go
i got no time to be lollygaggin’
i’m on a mission to blow
you n-ggas prayed it would never happen
i was just hoping you know

[hook: jarren benton]
i don’t really need you (i don’t, i guess, old p-ssy -ss n-gga)
i don’t really need you (yeah)
n-gga i don’t really need you (i don’t, old p-ssy -ss n-gga)
i don’t really need you (yeah)
i don’t really need you

[verse 2: jarren benton]
it’s funny how n-ggas act when you down and out
ay where the f-ck were you dog when we were grinding out?
like i ain’t the sh-t oh you just count him out
i’m back for revenge i needed time to bounce
back on you n-ggas like a new ball
middle finger go up to a couple blogs
and a couple f-ck boys talking dumb sh-t
when they log on they mothers laptop get a spiked bat to your jaw
and i don’t give a sh-t if you came directly from god’s d-ck
i hope your pilot have a seizure in the c-ckpit
your plane crash, or a k!ller hold you hostage
sodomize you with a broom handle or a mop stick
i hope they beat you in a mosh pit
bash his f-ckin’ head with a yard stick
oh this is what you want, you want that dark sh-t?
a life will leave a n-gga with his heart ripped
just a while ago it was all smiles
a bunch of fake n-ggas, dog i’m so proud (i’m proud of you man)
i seen you on a magazine, oh wow (congratulations)
oh you on warner n-gga you go blow now (yeah)
when hop said n-gga f-ck funk volume
then you chumps stopped callin’
and a n-gga had to get it on his own
and you b-tches didn’t bother
had to get it from the bottom
where the f-ck were you b-tch n-gga?

[verse 3: jarren benton]
yah, and these b-tches actin’ funny too
i know that money rules
the only thing that will comfort you
never trust again, i’ll never get that comfortable
ain’t no friends in this game, they ain’t honorable
i juggle chainsaw blades in this carnival
n-gga i’m a carnivore, bone collector connoisseur
cutting off your mother f-ckin’ head with a katana wh0r-

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