Letra de Benny And The Jetz - BLP KOSHER

(Feat. Benny the Butcher, DJ Premier)

I've been on both sides of that gun, but only one last

Desensitized to the applause, but I was trained to clap back

I'm scrapin' away for some plaque

I was kickin' it with them scammers, tryna break in that trap

While you was playin' hacky sack

And they'll put a bag on your head, same ones who pat you on the back

And that's fact

These streamers thinkin' that I'm a joke, I got hacks

Fuck your chat

They tryna put cheese on my lil' head, they finna need more than some Jack

Packs and racks, free lil' Scrap, I'm still pullin' up with that MAC

We on a PJ, Elton John, but I have to play some shit back

And that's until the jet crash, we hoppin' up out on jet packs

These bitches be dick pullin', but I ain't leave them shells just to crack

Or get set up by a nat

She bend the dick 'til it snap

That's ex Benny

But better yet, they gettin' us both on the track

They know that it's Prem in the back

I'm throwin' the lean in the trash

Addicted to the bad, it hurts so good, but it's sad

Would you rather have his son with a habit he denies that he has?

Or a thot daughter who love to drink, like which one's a happy dad?

I'm peepin' the clouds in my coffee of her face, half and half

Like why they callin' him Kosher?

'Cause he gon' slaughter the calf, the golden calf

Fuck it, I slaughter all my idols when I pass 'em

Pass 'em to the butcher with a mic on the staff

They feelin' my wrath, enough tears to fill up the bath

They say blood thicker than water, I'm tryna tell you that's cap (Yeah)

They say blood thicker than water, but that water was brackish, go ask the butcher (Yeah)

Uh, how these rappers gon' chill when I'm puttin' Nike Airs on they throats?

Shit I saw it with my own eyes, gave me nightmares

When I woke, met a red coupe, roll with the devil

Crack heads too, both 'em together

That shit is true, black kids never really get to grow old in the ghetto

Black and yellow racin' stripes on a 911

Tryna keep up with us, now or never

I know street niggas who got good intentions, but they smoke people, so they not in Heaven

I'm a renegade by law

You gon' have to fight me if you say I'm not a legend

Since seventeen, all my sixteens been top five of the modern era

And niggas tried, but they choked at it

Ended up with a coke habit

And I stepped on that same dope that put Jay Rock in that Volkswagen

I'm a gunslinger, knife-handler, mop sticks like the Night Janitor

Mugshot on the broadside, got a nigga startin' out the light cameras

Caged in, times a nigga feel boxed in

Box suites just to see a nigga box ten rounds, I'm locked in

Rolex box on the dresser next to a boombox like I'm Rakim, I'm him

Belt next to a toolbox, but I'm not Tim, it's Big Butch, ah

I lived to rap about it on some Prem shit

Primo, now I'm in the stu' with Prem

Yeah, get it right

BLP KOSHER, Benny the Butcher, DJ Premier, Premo

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