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Jarren Benton
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Yeah I said my goodbyes Lost some of the realest n***as in my life I know I'm a sinner, can't repent to Christ They sellin' my soul, I'm gon' offer any price (?) I gave 'em a option, yappa's or the knife Anxiety kept me up on many nights Side with my b*t*h, yeah, I wasn't committed She said she gon' dip, damn, my heart got omitted She got a new script, yeah, to deal with my feelin's I know I should quit, yeah, it's probably gon' kill 'em But f**k it I feel like I'm ready to die Notorious BIG, f**k a warning, run up and then leg on the fly The bully, you know, I'm no regular guy Pistol stuck to my side just like cellulite Ain't tryna' come off like a stereotype But n***a's did end up in burial sites But failure keep a n***a from reachin' the top I admit I felt like I was scared of those heights Pray that my kids don't inherit my vice I made it, the reaper was sparin' my life Was losin' myself, damn near scarin' my wife Was doin' her wrong, couldn't stare in her eyes I could feel somethin' in the air tonight You n***a's didn't listen to Jarren's advice Oh, you ain't survive in the jungle? Well, you ain't prepared You n***a's too scared of (mic)? Yeah I said my goodbyes Lost some of the realest n***as in my life I know I'm a sinner, can't repent to Christ They sellin' my soul, I'm gon' offer any price (?) I gave 'em a option, yappa's or the knife Anxiety kept me up on many nights Man, I got bottles, and old school Impalas Got glizzy's and yappa's, b*t*h you get demolished (?) That b*t*h gotta donk, but that hoe too snobbish My n***a welcome to the dark side Smell the fear when n***a's let the sparks fly Hit the bottom, where the f**kin' sharks glide New beginning, Jason Voorhees part 5 Put my kids on her, like a park slide Swear the b*t*h's top, will make your heart cry Swear to god, tell them n***as mark my, words, watch y'all let me march by It's the school bully I'm a beast, right? On my way, while they sittin' seaside sh*t, I f**kin' barely trust myself Instead, for you to cross me n***a? That's when we slide 12-piece, hot, deep-fried sh*t been different since my uncle Keith died I don't give a f**k about your street tithes This the big dog, from the East-side Benton Yeah I said my goodbyes Lost some of the realest n***as in my life I know I'm a sinner, can't repent to Christ They sellin' my soul, I'm gon' offer any price (?) I gave 'em a option, yappa's or the knife Anxiety kept me up on many nights Side with my b*t*h, yeah, I wasn't committed She said she gon' dip, damn, my heart got omitted She got a new script, yeah, to deal with my feelin's I know I should quit, yeah, it's probably gon' kill 'em
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