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young ben - believe me lyrics

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[verse 1]
it’s been me and young ben off the rip
bout to buy a chopper on my hip
in case motherf-cker wanna trip
i could make him do a
flip

neighbourhood where only human chirp
if they see ya jaw moving
motherf-cker you get merked

get merked
never knees in the dirt
rob the game for what it’s worth
motherf-cker what u heard

i say f-ck what you heard

i don’t want i deserve

i’d
rather rob a purse
put a body in the he-rs-
got blood my shirt
and my heart it never hurt

like a king
b-tch i’m living like a king

got em shaking like karine
ima fiend
when i get up on the beat

need a head in my hand
so you know no it’s no defeat

stomp his face with the cleats

ima motherf-cker k!ller
when them temper elevating
celebration segregated
victory that i be tasting
young ben

[verse 2]
say my name if you talking
i ain’t f-ckin with subliminals
why they keep dissin me when i’m the one who k!llin em

put me on the street
with no motherf-cking home

see myself pushing birds
like raven symone

it’s crazy what i’m on
take your baby then i’m
gone
motherf-ckef
i would light a f-ckin
fire in your home

get desire
i’m alone
ima give ya wife the bone
she could spent the night up on
up on
this d-ck

we don’t get along but you know she get a long d-ck
i suffocate that b-tch like a motherf-ckin long kiss

first degree murder
when the youngin hop on it

thirsty peasant to a king
you a f-cking p-wn b-tch

guaranteed to win
you could bet
i put it all in

and it’s
i ronic
broke b-tches bawling

what the f-ck yall want from me? what the f-ck ya’ll want?
bad mcdonalds make the mac spit

this a f-ckon business
you already know we taxin

they stress and go bald
when they hear me on wax and

put these rappers in a casket

stressed out
lightin blunts
on my f-ckin last hit

when i die
in a river throw my ashes

hate it and contemplate it
that crown ima have to take it
you jealous i’m greatest like that man lil wayne is

man of the house
told my momma don’t worry
don’t let the money judge
man
motherf-ck a jury

i’m in a f-cking hurry just to make it
feelin like i’m hungry and i walk around naked

they ain’t believe in the talent that i got
i be battling a lot
i be managing my spot

i could save a f-cking life
this my motherf-cker night
ain’t no body on my side
till a motherf-cker died

[verse 3]
see a hot girl
imagine with no clothes

now imagine a world free off all hoes

that ain’t possible, chance of that be nominal
my rappin leave a stain
and
your rappin easily washable

you like a samsung
bitin all the visuals

nothing but a clone
you could never be original

i’m the f-cking pinnacle
i get a tool
to spit it at you

send you soul to heaven, now i got you feeling spiritual

ima f-cking mirical
p-ssed
you know that you’re a null

smokin in a limousine
you sittin in a cubical

look at what i do to you
look at what i do to em
they fall in love with b-tches
typa b-tches that would neuter em

haa
ima the teacher, watch me touter em
60 pistol firing
ima young scooter em

rapping while i’m shootin , you could hear the shots

metaphorically speaking
in leaving all of you leaking

ten times the songs, so ten times the practice
they drop, swish basket
but i drop a casket

giving free verses
i should get my f-ckin -ss kissed
i’ll never drop a dud
even on my f-cking last sh-t

took a break
i’m back b-tch
this a f-ckin taste

homie tidda call me a k!lla
body every thing i face

you can’t relate
you ain’t c rapper
b-tch you worthless

cause you see me rap, and then you rewrite your verses

rap like i ain’t have sh-t
like i had a tad bit
i’m everything my dad is
money made me savage

never fallin off, i ain’t tolerating average
they contemplated planning
to take me off the planet

you brag about yourself
i let the people do the bragging
you the type to think you hard
the lower your pants are sagging

lookin like i’m high
cause i don’t ever sleep

if i ever saw my enemy
id fight em til he bleed

for my group i stay repping
find you and teach you a lesson
beat you and vine the six second
nice guy
i send you to heaven

- young ben lyrics

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