Benny Banks - Behind Barz (Take 3) lyrics

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Benny Banks - Behind Barz (Take 3) lyrics

Man these rappers getting boring as hell, i told you They start running out of stories to tell, i warned you sh** would get corny as well Game crazy, everybody think they might get a deal Like its bright up at the end of that tunnel But when that tunnel caves in, you'll probably die in the rubble Everybody can't play the missing piece of the puzzle Yeah i told you I'm trouble and i ain't sorry if I'm bursting your bubble I see donny's copy catting, i don't follow fashion My brudda's told me stick to rapping, let em do they banging [?] fathers we don't deal with slacking Just to put some food up on that table, man are doing madness I be sipping brandy like its water Burning up my liver, smoking highbury by the quarter I used to risk my freedom for my daughter Way before i started making music to support her Its that real Its real on these streets, you think sh**s a game You look at bobs the wrong way, stab you with his blade And man ain't catching bodies wounds he stab you in your face I can't even stop him, he don't care what anybody says I ain't a k**er, I'm a rapper and i don't peddle 'caine Nike trackie, air force, I'm still dressed the same I just bought a little bit of swagger for a rainy day Grind on my mac, but i can't even wear it in the rain I got caught up in this money, its a funny place Friends turn to snakes if you ain't scrapping nothing off your plate I feel like i've changed, [?] say I'm still the same (why) Born to lose but i ain't built to break I renegade until they send me to them purely gates When God works his ways and takes me away from the pain These other brothers must be loosing they brain I took a break and now everybody think they taking my place Check yourself, before you wreck yourself or forget yourself, better prep yourself Getting money they don't like it, tell em f your self The young gees will catch you slipping going to check your girl And i ain't repping for a borough, but i rep myself And a couple of my brothers that have kept sh** real I'm representing for my mum, she always kept it trill And anybody i don't mention, i don't rep them still They free Coms they sent Combat home Aystar just done 3 and his release dates close Me and Z's still close 6 months and me and Squeeks ain't spoke Me and Blacks still talk But me and Bluetapes don't Me and Meno blessed Me and crimes still blessed From k**burn to Churchroad, I'm calling north west And i get love up in the bush, ask Cocaine Tempz I'm always good when I'm in Izzy, me and p's still friends I'm past all that beefing with my daughters mother I still think that shes a who*e, but i rise above her I ain't got to see my kid in months and she ain't getting younger Fair enough i ain't a yardie, but i [?] Can't keep a good man down A good girl make a good man proud My b**h on point, really love that smile My baby mother gonna hate it when she has my child (but f** it) I tell 'em f** cah that's life though Benny gone legit, but i still f**ing hate the five O I don't sign for giro, man you must be f**ing phyco Got out of that cycle when i put that on the bible Splashing on a Roley, when i should of bought some rifles For any rival tryna' test me for that title Lucky that my shooters got they shooters, when they slide through