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The Pull Up Video (MV)




Performed By: Tone Benjaminz
Length: 3:31
Written by: David Tribble




Tone Benjaminz - The Pull Up Lyrics




Everybody wanna act up, pull up
But you're silent when that black truck pull up
Wolf is in the building
Now the sheep pull their wool up
Luvs huggy now, pampered when I pull up
What
So what I gotta do to prove to you what I alluded to before
Something beautiful, and I pursued to do it more
Evermore, I'm forever raw and hardcore
You adore, I'm the truth as sure as two and two's four
No pause, you really got some weird excuses, oh my
You're only mad you got embarrassed by an old guy
But see, I'm not your ordinary uncle
I won't finish the bar but tell your momma she can come too
Either you keep the peace and keep breathing
Or you're greeting.... the First Church of Latter Day Heathens
Don't believe in redeeming those who rat away squeaking
Sent your man to the box while you planned to stay eatin, naw
I'm just rapping, wondering what the hell happened
Ain't too many getting shine though
Murder, grind, dough, foreign wine, dro
Really, nothing else happened
Got these babies wearing prison colors
Kids dying in the streets for no more than daring to live in color
But we call each other brother, stop lying
Facebooking my body if I laid shot, dying
Never heard of my music til I'm dead, stop trying
To act like you gave two f*cks about me, now stop crying
Gambino had it right but you don't hear it bruh
Cognitive dissonance in effect, this America
Outstretched hand, behind her back it's a derringer
Stop you at the border, put your babies in a cage
This is what you voted for but hate me when I say
Hypocrites, we so sick of shit
But stay complacent like thoughts and prayers are great replacements
Oh we don't want no treble, where in the hell the bass went
Lame ducks chained up in the basement
What a difference a year makes, a disgrace man
Freedom of speech till I punch you in the face
Then a brand new cop'll shoot my black ass for fun
Gotta drop a few pounds so my fat ass could run
I'm too old for this shit, might as well blast my gun
In the hopes that this bullshit'll bypass my son
Oh, now he's militant, no, I'm just diligent
Nine millimeter diplomacy for the innocent
Just for the right to exist, but I'm ignorant
Predetermined criminal melinated degenerate
I have broken no law except to stay alive
Stay productive, leave the office every day at five
Hug the family, eat dinner when I arrive
Hit the pads on this MPC Live
Try to tell my story through the beats of how a kid survived
Anger, depression, abuse and drugs
And how the hell I'm not dead, slipped in front of that bus
Or how that bullet lodged in my hip but it missed the artery
The doc wouldn't take it out so now it's a part of me
My mind is unhinged so I rhyme retardedly
But hold my cards close to my chest so guardedly
Fatigue from the lupus, gotta rest, so pardon me
But I make no excuse for who I am
Signed a bum ass record deal, and ruined my brand
Had a nervous breakdown in front of my little man
Bounced back from it all and look back like damn
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Everybody wanna act up, pull up
But you're silent when that black truck pull up
Wolf is in the building
Now the sheep pull their wool up
Luvs huggy now, pampered when I pull up
What
So what I gotta do to prove to you what I alluded to before
Something beautiful, and I pursued to do it more
Evermore, I'm forever raw and hardcore
You adore, I'm the truth as sure as two and two's four
No pause, you really got some weird excuses, oh my
You're only mad you got embarrassed by an old guy
But see, I'm not your ordinary uncle
I won't finish the bar but tell your momma she can come too
Either you keep the peace and keep breathing
Or you're greeting.... the First Church of Latter Day Heathens
Don't believe in redeeming those who rat away squeaking
Sent your man to the box while you planned to stay eatin, naw
I'm just rapping, wondering what the hell happened
Ain't too many getting shine though
Murder, grind, dough, foreign wine, dro
Really, nothing else happened
Got these babies wearing prison colors
Kids dying in the streets for no more than daring to live in color
But we call each other brother, stop lying
Facebooking my body if I laid shot, dying
Never heard of my music til I'm dead, stop trying
To act like you gave two f*cks about me, now stop crying
Gambino had it right but you don't hear it bruh
Cognitive dissonance in effect, this America
Outstretched hand, behind her back it's a derringer
Stop you at the border, put your babies in a cage
This is what you voted for but hate me when I say
Hypocrites, we so sick of shit
But stay complacent like thoughts and prayers are great replacements
Oh we don't want no treble, where in the hell the bass went
Lame ducks chained up in the basement
What a difference a year makes, a disgrace man
Freedom of speech till I punch you in the face
Then a brand new cop'll shoot my black ass for fun
Gotta drop a few pounds so my fat ass could run
I'm too old for this shit, might as well blast my gun
In the hopes that this bullshit'll bypass my son
Oh, now he's militant, no, I'm just diligent
Nine millimeter diplomacy for the innocent
Just for the right to exist, but I'm ignorant
Predetermined criminal melinated degenerate
I have broken no law except to stay alive
Stay productive, leave the office every day at five
Hug the family, eat dinner when I arrive
Hit the pads on this MPC Live
Try to tell my story through the beats of how a kid survived
Anger, depression, abuse and drugs
And how the hell I'm not dead, slipped in front of that bus
Or how that bullet lodged in my hip but it missed the artery
The doc wouldn't take it out so now it's a part of me
My mind is unhinged so I rhyme retardedly
But hold my cards close to my chest so guardedly
Fatigue from the lupus, gotta rest, so pardon me
But I make no excuse for who I am
Signed a bum ass record deal, and ruined my brand
Had a nervous breakdown in front of my little man
Bounced back from it all and look back like damn
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Writer: David Tribble
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