Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Benny Riley, artist - Canibus. Album song Hip-hop For $ale, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.11.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Babygrande
Song language: English
Benny Riley |
DJ’s, cuttin up beats and stuff like that and |
That was my first exposure to the whole, artistry in hip-hop |
There is nothing in this music, that I don’t wanna hear |
There is words, that are kind of syncopated and rhythmic |
And there’s this hot drum track, it’s great! |
«This is, this is great! |
This is, this is great!» |
And I could hear, this enormous |
«This is, this is great! |
This is, this is great!» |
This is music, I’ve been waiting all my life to hear |
Aiyyo! |
I don’t give a fuck, if you gettin some cash |
or gettin some ass, if I was there I’d pick up the tab |
Talk to a rag, tell you to wipe your stinkin ass |
Get back to the lab, make sure hip-hop last |
Through death or dishonor, I do this cause I wanna |
Your body armor don’t protect you from your karma |
I’m ready for the encounter like a titty bar bouncer |
Or Muhammad at the Mini-Mart counter with four-pounders |
Quick Draw McGraw spitter, let me see your hands jitter |
I’ll hit’cha where the good Lord split’cha |
You faggot-ass niggaz are see-through |
I treat you like we in the same cell, but I’m Bugsy Siegel |
Smack your teeth loose, the street juice |
Go to court in cheap suits, givin testimony over beat loops |
Take 'em to my hood, show the evil I’m from |
They can’t blame me for the evil I done, now they see where I run |
And why I keep a tight leash on the gun |
Why my speech is so revered by the young, cause my spirit is young |
A nigga spittin LIKE THAT, got SERIOUS LUNGS |
Yo I’m serious SON, he a FURIOUS ONE! |
Yo, the name Benny Riley, the trip took twenty-eight days |
from New York to Cali, drivin through alleys |
My mom mad at me, my dad laughs at me My life’s a track meet, I need this record deal |
Precious, she got the freshest breast-es, and the ass from heaven |
She the second broad I ever humped, under a bridge |
But she the first broad I ever fucked with in the record biz |
Desi told her I was crazy and she called the feds |
The bitch didn’t know any better, I let her live |
She don’t know Desi is a greasy fuckin pig |
And he’s settin me up for somethin he knows I never did |
When I see him I’ma put the Smith & Wesson to his head |
To change his outlook on life |
Maybe I’d show him what it’s like to be DEAD |
Like the way I look at lyrics, I kill it 'til they DEAD |
It’s that vivid |