Medium Rare
Lyrics
Hi, I’m Benjamin
Your daily dose of vitamins
Your daily dose of Vicodin
A shot of methamphetamine
A hot beat is in, my throat’s still dry but then
I still spit fire again, But fuck a Robitusin
So don’t turn your music down, I’m with my boy, L
‘Bout to drop a few bars I guess you can tell
Benj watch your language, It’s Tourette’s, I don’t know
Watch it good and close like Chloe Moretz’s cameltoe
This gonna be good, You said it, I know it
Cause I’m your friendly neighborhood lyrical poet
Gon’ wake you up like an anabolic snack
A minor side effect of my psychedelic track
So fuck a mumble rap, Kids, it’s time for your nap
Walking dead motherfuckers, And I’mma double tap
Cause all of you copy cats just lean on your lean
Most of you fried fucks won’t even see nineteen
So if you want that juice, I’m your lyrical Hitler
Looking for love of rap? I’m the game’s Tinder
So if you buck back and return to sender
Best believe the blowback will have you surrender
We’re all about the green so we about to go
We’re all about the faith so we about to blow
I’m the King of the Jungle like King Kong
You King of the kitchen like Ching Chong
So all you clowns be nothing but jokes
Wait for L’s verse right after I choke
Better hire a funeral florist when youre gonna floor it
You gonna know where the fucking floor is right after im done with doris
Were like fire in the forest when we started spitting verses
We don’t even need a chorus
Just to fuck a jenny lawrence
Were not allies of the law, yes
Living like we’re lawless
Critics, snakes and lawyers
Handing out the flyers and these fuckers try to buy us
There ain’t no such thing as bias
When the beats are beaten by us
Acapella time
Tearing down your tenament
Indulging in my element
Soldier boys tell the men
Guns out on my porch again
Killed a motherfucker now i'm about to buy a porsche again
Pumping in the medicine, oh fu fu fu fu fucking up myself again
Picking up the pad and pen
Sniffing up the contraband
Everywhere im getting banned
Party every night cause in channeling the energy
Charming isn't it? its is cause i'm the epitome
Of a world class asshole
Have you seen that ass tho
Oh she still has class tho
Digging for that lambo
Getting lots of haters from the verses I spit
Saying that my songs are shit when it cleary a hit
I ain't ever gonna apologize
For not having fences
Consider me insensitive cause my shits offensive
I've probably burned every bridge with fuckery around
So here's a round for every hound whos not afraid to say
What they wanna say and let the Renegade out
Yow its ur fam double F
Franz F
Imma choke but yea what hell here it goes then
Its the great motherfucker with an F
I can be the biggest baddest rapper in the west
But i don’t initially rap without a puff just one huff or huff huff imma be speaking high
Verbally right so lezgooow
Imma start the power, imma fly up high
Until we get the literate bars unto this but howhow
Cuz this maderfucker dont know how to rap but imma assure this that i got the fire yah
So let me start with a bustbust
Lets get high, and let me fly
Spread those wings and make me wild
Spread the love, spread the truth
Not the fuckin g-ment tells us what to do
Yuh yuh
Everybody wants it, don’t pretend to not
I know you wanna do it, just go do it be tough
We all have the rights to speak; so i can say fuck you and everypne who didnt believed in me
Imma talk about truth and truth talks with me
Fuck the P sign with the capital P
Eveyone gets blind with money and power but what we should be worrying is that
How we Gonna unite cuz modafucking chingchong gonna invade us now, im out
Hi, I’m Benjamin
Your daily dose of vitamins
Your daily dose of Vicodin
A shot of methamphetamine
A hot beat is in, my throat’s still dry but then
I still spit fire again, But fuck a Robitusin
So don’t turn your music down, I’m with my boy, L
‘Bout to drop a few bars I guess you can tell
Benj watch your language, It’s Tourette’s, I don’t know
Watch it good and close like Chloe Moretz’s cameltoe
This gonna be good, You said it, I know it
Cause I’m your friendly neighborhood lyrical poet
Gon’ wake you up like an anabolic snack
A minor side effect of my psychedelic track
So fuck a mumble rap, Kids, it’s time for your nap
Walking dead motherfuckers, And I’mma double tap
Cause all of you copy cats just lean on your lean
Most of you fried fucks won’t even see nineteen
So if you want that juice, I’m your lyrical Hitler
Looking for love of rap? I’m the game’s Tinder
So if you buck back and return to sender
Best believe the blowback will have you surrender
We’re all about the green so we about to go
We’re all about the faith so we about to blow
I’m the King of the Jungle like King Kong
You King of the kitchen like Ching Chong
So all you clowns be nothing but jokes
Wait for L’s verse right after I choke
Better hire a funeral florist when youre gonna floor it
You gonna know where the fucking floor is right after im done with doris
Were like fire in the forest when we started spitting verses
We don’t even need a chorus
Just to fuck a jenny lawrence
Were not allies of the law, yes
Living like we’re lawless
Critics, snakes and lawyers
Handing out the flyers and these fuckers try to buy us
There ain’t no such thing as bias
When the beats are beaten by us
Acapella time
Tearing down your tenament
Indulging in my element
Soldier boys tell the men
Guns out on my porch again
Killed a motherfucker now i'm about to buy a porsche again
Pumping in the medicine, oh fu fu fu fu fucking up myself again
Picking up the pad and pen
Sniffing up the contraband
Everywhere im getting banned
Party every night cause in channeling the energy
Charming isn't it? its is cause i'm the epitome
Of a world class asshole
Have you seen that ass tho
Oh she still has class tho
Digging for that lambo
Getting lots of haters from the verses I spit
Saying that my songs are shit when it cleary a hit
I ain't ever gonna apologize
For not having fences
Consider me insensitive cause my shits offensive
I've probably burned every bridge with fuckery around
So here's a round for every hound whos not afraid to say
What they wanna say and let the Renegade out
Yow its ur fam double F
Franz F
Imma choke but yea what hell here it goes then
Its the great motherfucker with an F
I can be the biggest baddest rapper in the west
But i don’t initially rap without a puff just one huff or huff huff imma be speaking high
Verbally right so lezgooow
Imma start the power, imma fly up high
Until we get the literate bars unto this but howhow
Cuz this maderfucker dont know how to rap but imma assure this that i got the fire yah
So let me start with a bustbust
Lets get high, and let me fly
Spread those wings and make me wild
Spread the love, spread the truth
Not the fuckin g-ment tells us what to do
Yuh yuh
Everybody wants it, don’t pretend to not
I know you wanna do it, just go do it be tough
We all have the rights to speak; so i can say fuck you and everypne who didnt believed in me
Imma talk about truth and truth talks with me
Fuck the P sign with the capital P
Eveyone gets blind with money and power but what we should be worrying is that
How we Gonna unite cuz modafucking chingchong gonna invade us now, im out
Writer(s): Benjamin Bajet, Franz Fabic, Joshua Luspo
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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