Yso'siris - Benchmen Lyrics

We ain't Buddies
We ain't pals

And we Damn Sholl
Ain't Friends

So I can tell ya
How it starts

And I can tell ya
How it ends

I'm like 2pac

Chilling
In Cuba

Rocking
Some Reeboks

Smoking weed
On Havana Blocks

Banging Big L
And Big Pop

Drunken Master
Rap Monk

Nigga
Blowing
The Skunk

I'll
Vince Carter
Dunk
On you Niggas

With the
Double Pump

Yeah
Nore & Nas Nigga
A Body In Trunk

Yeah
The Metal Is Heavy
Nigga
Like Parliament Funk

Ion give a f*ck
About a nigga
Who always
Gone front tho

Talking sideways
Out they mouth

Like a bitch tho

I don't budge
I don't fold

I Stay ten toes
Down in the trenches

Plot On riches
While
Achieving the goal

Pop a bottle
If you feel good

Toast up
If it's all hood

Either me
Or my skills should

Get the Bags
Like I knew
I could

Me fall off

Only a hater
Wish I would

I'm the skybox
Nigga

Watching
The
Wizards vs the Bulls

They don't wanna
See you make it

These Snakes
Slither

Like Serpents
Of Satan

I See'em Sipping
Syrup

Then Slipping
Up their Staircases

Grip my ratchet
I don't Trust Em

Not for a
F*ckin Second

Yeah I know em
But
He's a Dirtbag

Who smokes up
His package

I don't f*ck
With him

He always
Fronting
Trying Win

Never making
Real Moves

Just
Always Got

A Game to spin

He ain't Add On
He a takeaway

Live Em
In the wind

He ain't a starter
Or a 6 man

He a straight
Benchmen

This nigga
Always Frowning
His face up

He think
Too Tuff

He did a Bid
And Swoll Up

I heard in Jail

He was a
Buttercup

I don't give f*ck
What he thinking

On the ground

These streets
Ain't even

You ain't
Bullying Shit Nigga

You be left
There Bleeding

I seen niggas
Go to jail

And turn Soft as hell

Write out they rhymes
Then fabricate

That fake life
They wanna sell

These CB4
Gustos

Rappin Ass
Niggas

With they Demos

Producers
Who are BIas

And Afraid to f*ck
With the Real Tho

I'm from Phoebus
Nigga

I don't commit
Treason

For no Reason

I rather
Lay On My Sword
Nigga

My Life
Has a Meaning

I been a Top Tier
MC Nigga

Since
I been spitting

Understand

The Ranking and File
Nigga

WithIn your Division

I know Your Ego
Gets shifty

When real niggas

Be Seeing
You Envy

So I be
In the Range

Practicing
My Aim

Making Me Deadly

I'm watching them
My hard drive

Is Filled
With Copies of them

They stuntmen

For every move
They Make
Nigga

I Plotted them


They don't wanna
See you make it

These Snakes
Slither

Like Serpents
Of Satan

I See'em Sipping
Syrup

Then Slipping
Up their Staircases

Grip my ratchet
I don't Trust Em

Not for a
F*ckin Second

Yeah I know em
But
He's a Dirtbag

Who smokes up
His package

I don't f*ck
With him

He always
Fronting
Trying Win

Never making
Real Moves

Just
Always Got

A Game to spin

He ain't Add On
He a takeaway

Live Em
In the wind

He ain't a starter
Or a 6 man

He a straight
Benchmen