Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Aluminum Bat, artist - Jarren Benton. Date of issue: 21.07.2016
Song language: English
Aluminum Bat |
| The fuck these niggas talking about, man? |
| I ain’t paying attention to none of the shit these niggas be talking about, man! |
| Where the fuck my squad at? |
| fuck it! |
| Fuck all that shit that you talk, i’m as sick as my thoughts |
| I’m from Atlanta, i never was a fan of the hawks |
| You can find me spitting game at your bitch |
| Better aim and then spit |
| I paint the sky with the brains of a snitch |
| Put your remains in the ditch |
| I’m getting brains in the six |
| Reclining the seat and she gon' lick the veins in my dick |
| The same faggots that dap you up, be the ones that clap you up |
| Thank god we made it through days darker then Daffy duck |
| Funny how niggas rally when cops kill em', but when black on black violence is |
| through the ceiling niggas is chilling |
| I’m passing on that groupie pussy, let my brodie’s have it |
| I’m out in Manhattan tryna' fuck with Zoey Kravitz |
| Fuck love i ain’t searching for no cinderella |
| I’m blowing dope that’ll blow my brains in the interstellar |
| Rappers dressin like they into fellas' |
| Little ways to the top so i’m rapping like i’m still in the cellar |
| Lord benton i always been into whoreish' women |
| Spilling pinot grigio on my linen in Venice |
| C.I.A. |
| invented crack with a sinister chemist |
| Long talks with God til' my spirit’s replenished |
| Yeah, i do this for your grandson whose life was taken by a quicker kid behind |
| a hand gun |
| Y’all ain’t fucking with Mr. Benton, that’s ludacris |
| Slice open my wrist and pull out the devil’s computer chip |
| Bitch, y’all bitch ass niggas sleepin on the goddamn god like Sealy’s |
| posturepedic mattress, nigga. |
| look here man fuck this shit im done rapping, man, |
| aye pounds get at these niggas let’s wake em' up! |
| Hard to stay clean with both hands in the business |
| Bitches think you balling with four grand in the district |
| Toe tag in an instant, so animalistic, throw hands in them fishes |
| You throw bands at them bitches |
| I’m lucky left in the brougham with the dishes whores chug slugs like coke cans |
| and a biscuit |
| I’m smoking lethal knocking the best of seagull |
| Fuck the block push profit of packerino |
| Uhh, i put beam to heads aim, screaming lets bang |
| Through your green and red frames, yeah 125 like a portion of fifth |
| I’m just gon' throw my fork in the ditch, shit corpse in the lift |
| Uhh! |
| Now pussy, why you lying on your songs |
| Bet you stop her when i bop her, [put that iron on you lung |
| Hammer the way, then it has a graphic display, fashion a cake |
| See you boys is cashing the way, on loud but open bad cats in the shay |
| Hygien controls, madame strap pat in the b' |
| I’m still alive, further than they ever thought |
| Consensual fire and watch you beg for water |
| Y’all niggas way too fucking sensitive, y’all some bitch ass niggas, |
| we bringing that hardcore shit back, it’s that aluminum bat to your fucking |
| skull, shit. |
| Ey Chris get these fuck niggas! |
| Chris the shit, Young Feces that’s my alias |
| Lord of rap, the jaws’ll crack i ram a nazi atheist |
| Make believe is with my radience, my radius is here to aliens |
| Fuck a top 10 i’m top 9 like Ms. Radius |
| Fuck a bitch and save the world, the rest is miscellaneous |
| Pull out on a stack, don’t even know what a baby is |
| Was born a grown man, force my thoughts to homelands |
| Had to hold it with both hands, cuz' i never had a baby dick |
| What’s crazy is, they trapped us in the system, every premonition, |
| vision beat the pick, the nicest victims |
| Pray for knowledge, pay for college, pay for coffe is for our children that |
| hold their father’s leave like hoodbitches dating pilgrims |
| Nigga listen, i’m the truth never had to miss a tooth, the gap is disembolic, |
| from the diss is struck from me to you |
| Rappers scared to say my name like beetlejuice, shocking like they seeing Zeus |
| I know they pray that change is coming but it took the scenic route, |
| it’s got it’s rivers |