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BENNY JAMES lyrics : "Drip Down"

I've been twisted feelin real good
Tell me my %#@! is wack I wish you would
Cause I'll go back to the lab and perfect my craft

Come back with the bomb like a threat from Iraq
I get pissed off, cause I get little play
I put hours into my music like every $#&@in day

When I'm in the studio don't $#&@ my %#@! up
Funk Volumes got this beat lit up
Like two cigarellos filled with that good dro

Puff, Puff, Pass %#@! you know how it goes
Treat em like an xbox can't help but play these hoes
It switches up everyday, time to change them clothes

She $#&@ed the whole crew that (*##$ is put in the danger zone
If you got an ounce I got one to, I'm ready to blaze it yo


As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
My mind stays blazed my heart stays possessed
Recollect the thoughts of a father who left

I keep my mind high smoke fills up my chest
I got a dream with a vision
Fiends creep defeat is why I'm winnin

Weed keeps me lifted

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Thoughts of suicide, its time to medicate my mind
Forward or play, there's no rewind

I dope up my lyrics let it drip down your spine!

%#@! I just took a hit off this 2 foot bong

I can feel the weed hittin me that %#@! didn't take to long
I don't pop pills, I know to many that became addicted
Gave up their life to be $#&@in fiending itchin

For that 30 pill bottle of Vicodin prescription
Fightin the demons that stay within em
Sick of livin like this, but the fight they gave was at its limit

I'm not done, till I'm dead and finished
Even then i'll come back as a ghost
Step into the booth, make the artist overdose my flow

Let my legacy live on
Im %#@!tin on these rappers im not even sittin on the jon
I make sense when I write a rap

Instead of freestyle rappers acting like a virgin you ain't tight like that
Dog $$# rappers tryin to steal my %#@!, you dont got a bite like that
Thoughts of a maniac

(*##$, I am so done $#&@ ever trying to take it back
Your like a bad flow I just erase the rap
Put the 5th down I'm done chasin that!


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Thoughts of suicide, its time to medicate my mind
Forward or play, there's no rewind
I dope up my lyrics let it drip down your spine!



I stay gassed up no car to drive

If you got it rough, my %#@!s !@*9 the harder life
A lion on these beats, I got the heart to fight
The government never gave a %#@!

So now my foods gettin stalled like a late payment again
The game needs life, I'm the savior man


I'm hungry for music let the beat change
I stay like Miami bring that heat game
(*##$es try n play me I don't trip

I keep it cool, hand em prozac $#&@ing crazy actin a fool
I smoke weed till my eyes sleep
Blood shot red, I say $#&@ the visin

I boil down the mac n cheese
Take it as a diss little man you wack to me
I stay rapping for the underground

Screaming $#&@ a major, executives ain't gonna $#&@ me now
I never chase paper, I let it stick to me
There's so many ways to erase ya name do ya get me?


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Thoughts of suicide, its time to medicate my mind
Forward or play, there's no rewind

I dope up my lyrics let it drip down your spine!

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