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jarren benton - you don't know me lyrics

f-ck these lame n-gg-s in my city
if any n-gg- got a problem, tell’em come and get me
it’s mr. benton say “good morning” to the bad guy
i’m enjoyin’ every moment, time p-ss by
these new rappers too emo
i’m just stackin’ bread, i put my b-tch inside a mink coat
told you n-gg-s desert eagle, check your f-ckin’ ego
these hoes out here tryin to get a ring like smeagol
i am sicker than polio n-gg-s fake like pinocchio
when i’m in that p-ssy these hoes catching a holy ghost
i would not go for the [?] word to moskie moe
[?]
like a mosquito i’m fly in a tuxedo
it’s east side till it’s rigamortis
these lame n-gg-s throwin stones at a k!llers fortress
think i ain’t the illest in the a i blow your brains out
finna go and bleach her wash these blood stains out
i came a long way from [?]
i pray my grandmama is alive when i win an award
revenge of the ninja i’m bending the sword
in the back of your head you ain’t ready for war
don’t get it twisted my n-gg- i ain’t just some weirdo
i will f-ck you up if you play with my f-cking euros
i beg your pardon these n-gg-s they out here starving
shoot at the n-gg-s feet have him dancing, doing the carlton

you don’t know me like you think you do
you don’t know me like you think you do
i have been hated and loved
and i hope it’s for something
to all the ones who hated i say f-ck ’em

this cali weed got me feeling like a astronaut
i just take a couple tokes and then i p-ss the pot
i’m praying for happiness i ain’t asking a lot
maybe a lot of bread , head and a gl-ss of ciroc
they put their heaters to your head cause your flashing that watch
out in a sh-tty hotel getting -ss from a thot
i’m irritated like a jay with no cash for his rocks
my n-gg- did a bid the pigs found a stash in his socks
highschool dropout i’m har-ssing my pops
look at me now sucker n-gg- i’m glad i’ve done stop
no religion i probably won’t die a martyr
i used to ride to marta b-mbin’ midnight marauders
i’m just trying to be better father than the one i had
money, cars , clothes and hoes – n-gg-s want it bad
she won’t let a n-gg- f-ck because she’s on a [?]
i threw the deuces at the ho and now she’s on a cab
br-ss knuckle beating a bully that f-cking murders raps
n-gg-s shining they oldschools with turtle wax
i put this red dot right where your turban at
if it ain’t about money i ain’t concerned with that
b-tch

you don’t know me like you think you do
you don’t know me like you think you do
i have been hated and loved
and i hope it’s for something
to all the ones who hated i say f-ck ’em

br-ss knuckle benton the bully
benton the bully that f-cking murders raps
br-ss knuckle benton the bully
benton the bully that f-cking murders raps
br-ss knuckle benton the bully
benton the bully that f-cking murders raps
br-ss knuckle benton the bully
benton the bully that f-cking murders raps

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