Benny the Butcher - The Iron Curtain lyrics

The almighty (Griselda)
Uh the Butcher comin', nigga
Let's go uh

I'm black royalty (Royalty)
With black lawyers, I ate
Off the black market
So good luck blackballing in me
The ghost of 'Chine Gun Black hauntin' me
I feel like I'm nuts 'cause
Every time I count up, them racks talk to me
(Them racks talk to me)
And I just got a batch off of me (I did)
So the feds won't back off of me
Took what the trap offered me (I did)
Uh uh, I don't got no gimmicks
You can feel the pain
Blood on the money when I get it
But it spend the same
This one for the family (Duffel bags)
I gambled like Vegas and drove with my life
Saving in the trunk of a Camry
If you never played with a fork
Can't understand me
All my niggas stood tall in
New York like Marcus Camby
My aunt a Christian prayer
But I'm a distant player
That's with the hoes, but in the kitchen
I'm a difference maker
Nigga, my fingertips stick to paper
(Stick to paper)
It's never enough 'cause half of it's
Gone before I get the paper

Let's go uh
This street gospel right here, nigga
You feel me? I been had a strap
I got my first gun when
I was fourteen years old
I got it from Conway
Shit a true story, I can't make this shit up
My nigga (Can't make this shit up)
I can't make this shit up
(I can't make this shit up, nigga)
The Butcher's coming, nigga (Ah) yeah

They gave me obstacles and they prayed I fell
I'm the one who front the
Hustlers whatever they could sell
(What you need?)
Even if you feed 'em trust, they'll tell
Nigga, I'm bagging up a brick
While I play Adele balenciaga space kicks
You know the ones with no laces?
Been tied everywhere like Jay Prince
This for my niggas in the state pen'
Been down since '08 with a case so weak
It don't make sense
Get caught in that system
They treat you like a victim they slaves
I made friends in places you'd
Get a brick from for that
Federales and fans both want my picture
When the other side hit up my nigga
I cried a river (It's on sight now)
Tougher than niggas that y'all call brave
(What else?) standing over the stove wearing
All our chains (Uh)
You my know MO is all raw 'caine
So many ballers in my trap
Look like the all-star game

Let's go, uh like I said
I'm ready whenever y'all niggas ready, man
Blood on the money and blood on the wall
Blood everywhere, man
Y'all niggas can't fuck with me brrt
Doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot ah