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jarren benton - go off كلمات الأغنية

[produced by m16]

[intro]
oh my f-cking god
oh my f-cking god daniel
turn the f-cking n-gga music off
turn it off

[verse 1: jarren benton]
yeah, i’m an apex predator, i murder my compet-tors
i stick a wu-tang sword inside of ya retina
pre-leaded yeah i guzzle regular unleaded gas
strike a match, spit fire, mu’f-cka burn in h-ll with us
inhaling dust, i rip off an elephant’s tusk
irrelevant f-cks, you want a war against us
we just tore this b-tch up
get the coroner i slaughter ya
my d-ck don’t discriminate, i pork a big sl-t
we’ve created a monster!
the son of lucifer come to ruin ya, put the ruger
to ya thermonuclear get that new career
take your f-cking head as a souvenir
wake up in the morning; what the f-ck am i doing here?
i’m the sh-t in the booth, take a p–p in here
aluminum bat now got his f-cking lumineers
f-ck brakes we don’t stop keep moving here
f-ck swag, yeah b-tch my whole crew is weird
yeah, you couldn’t fathom my pain
i hated being me, i was mad at my brain
all the hurt that i felt, made me sad and insane
look back like god i was glad i felt strange
f-ck trying to change for you f-ggot -ss lames
or you f-cks who wouldn’t let me get a stab at this game
now it’s fv b-tch and i’m back for revenge
’bout to make you mu’f-ckas feel the wrath of my pain

[chorus]
i can’t eat, i can’t sleep
why should i give a f-ck about what you believe?
if i don’t eat, then i don’t breathe
they gon’ let me in this b-tch
god d-mn i’m about to
go off, go off, go off
until they let me in this b-tch
go off, go off, go off
and they gon’ let me in this b-tch

[verse 2: swizzz]
yo b-tch in a dress, i’m about to make a mess
cutthroat, throw up f-ckin’ snap like a neck
i pull your card out, and stick it back in the deck
bought a ticket to your show to throw trash at your set
get bapped with a left if you step like a — frat dude
tell me why your older sister has a — tattoo
of a zodiac, stamped on her lower back
perhaps she swallows c-m and sucks c-ck like a vacuum!
right? right, i hit it on the mark
cuban, i’m going off like a broken car alarm
feta, gouda, cheddar, provolone, parmesan
’til we after that cheese no pizza; papa john
like hakeem olajuwon we gon’ rap it up the ladder
’til we posted like a status bringing h-ll to all you f-ggots
and p-ssy n-ggas thinkin’ braggin’ enjoy the f-ckin’ baddest
compete in the pageant and i’ll move to cali and start acting
made a mistake and had to find myself
remind myself, fame ain’t wealth
pain don’t last, learn to adapt and it’s hard to fail
i can give a f-ck ’bout no one else
loyal to the fam and the team we built
still i rise, what up ‘pac
if i fall, be a very long drop, yep

[verse 3: hopsin]
hey mr. benton i came here to rip sh-t
got the whole neighborhood waitin’ to get this
n-ggas better run, it ain’t safe in the trenches
it’s going down like i’m paying satan a visit
wack -ss swag n-ggas, they get suspended
don’t play with the wicked, my hate is intended
i’m in the bathroom, gettin’ brain from a midget
she got a fat booty but her face is horrendous!
yeah, you rap but we the realest who have done it
if you want us on a track, then we k!llin’ you up on it
like we took a f-cking javelin and ran it through your stomach
this is swizzle, benton and hop, we figured you would want it
dizzy in the clouds, too high to rap now
fv turn it up i like the track loud
you gettin’ out of line, we provide the smack-down
i’m so motherf-ckin’ hyped i could p-ss out, woah
i remember when i was the n-gga chillin’ in the background
considered a wack clown, gettin’ turned down for deals
livin’ up in my mom’s crib with a sad frown
there was days where i wanted to give up and just crumble
but i didn’t do it, i just stuck to my hustle
i learned if you want to turn heads in the world
then you can’t give a f-ck, go nuts ’til they love you!

until they let me in this b-tch
and they gon’ let me in this b-tch

- jarren benton

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