Jarren Benton - Kinderfeld lyrics
[Jarren Benton - Kinderfeld lyrics]
I scuffle with negative thoughts
Inside of my brain
The Brass-knuckle Bully I'm simply
Out of your range
They smuggling guns and furs
Up out the Ukraine i put you inside of a
Hole like Saddam Hussein
My niggas looking at me like
"Son are you sane"
What the fuck are you saying
Like I ain’t the one that's humane
My niggas from the swamps they
Didn't make it in Tulane
Niggas into gruesome things introducing
You to pain came out the gutter with the
Killers and the rejects these niggas wildin
Yoppers that will drop a fucking T-Rex
The nerves of you niggas stomp
Ya head in my Adidas
And repeat it just to make the
Murder scene look so egregious
Jesus how the fuck we let
The streets deceive us
And the fathers up and leave us
And they murder our leaders
And the pigs come and beat us, and the blood
Spill In liters, in the
Mud with the creatures
Keep a clutch on the heaters
So how the fuck I’m feeling myself
And wake up every other day
And think of killing myself
"J you gotta relax this ain't
Good for your health"
I remember all you niggas that
Wasn't lending him help
The best way to kill em is success
And when the tables turn and
You see them niggas stressed
They go reach out for help but
They ain't give you no respect
Tell em suck a fucking dick and keep
Your feet up on their neck
My Baby Mama think that I'm a Skitzo
I'm paranoid I go to sleep
I cuddle with a pistol
I see death around the corner bitch
I make that shit official
Niggas popping on the gram bitch I
Will really come and get you
I cut a niggas head off like a samurai
From the school of hard knocks, I'm an alumni
Shit get dark lord have
Mercy where the sunlight
That Miyagi Bonsai got a nigga dumb high
Money over bullshit nigga that's the motto
Trap Panther pull up with the
Stick just like M’ Baku
I’m just curving hoes and swerving pot holes
Muzzle on the nozzle split
Ya motherfucking Taco sick mind
Boy you must be higher than a zip line
If you think that you go pull up
On me and just get mine
357 Bitch! Rick Grimes
Niggas did time then went
Snitching like Six Nine
Go tell ya favorite rapper I said suck a dick
New money and new phone who the fuck is this
I came up from the bottom use to shovel shit
Now I done scratched a bunch of
Shit up off my bucket list
How them niggas make it out the slums
Up in Vegas in the Palms
Getting naked with the blondes
Bite the hand that feed you I'm
Go break a niggas arm
It’s the bully motherfucker here to
Take a niggas lunch
Inside of my brain
The Brass-knuckle Bully I'm simply
Out of your range
They smuggling guns and furs
Up out the Ukraine i put you inside of a
Hole like Saddam Hussein
My niggas looking at me like
"Son are you sane"
What the fuck are you saying
Like I ain’t the one that's humane
My niggas from the swamps they
Didn't make it in Tulane
Niggas into gruesome things introducing
You to pain came out the gutter with the
Killers and the rejects these niggas wildin
Yoppers that will drop a fucking T-Rex
The nerves of you niggas stomp
Ya head in my Adidas
And repeat it just to make the
Murder scene look so egregious
Jesus how the fuck we let
The streets deceive us
And the fathers up and leave us
And they murder our leaders
And the pigs come and beat us, and the blood
Spill In liters, in the
Mud with the creatures
Keep a clutch on the heaters
So how the fuck I’m feeling myself
And wake up every other day
And think of killing myself
"J you gotta relax this ain't
Good for your health"
I remember all you niggas that
Wasn't lending him help
The best way to kill em is success
And when the tables turn and
You see them niggas stressed
They go reach out for help but
They ain't give you no respect
Tell em suck a fucking dick and keep
Your feet up on their neck
My Baby Mama think that I'm a Skitzo
I'm paranoid I go to sleep
I cuddle with a pistol
I see death around the corner bitch
I make that shit official
Niggas popping on the gram bitch I
Will really come and get you
I cut a niggas head off like a samurai
From the school of hard knocks, I'm an alumni
Shit get dark lord have
Mercy where the sunlight
That Miyagi Bonsai got a nigga dumb high
Money over bullshit nigga that's the motto
Trap Panther pull up with the
Stick just like M’ Baku
I’m just curving hoes and swerving pot holes
Muzzle on the nozzle split
Ya motherfucking Taco sick mind
Boy you must be higher than a zip line
If you think that you go pull up
On me and just get mine
357 Bitch! Rick Grimes
Niggas did time then went
Snitching like Six Nine
Go tell ya favorite rapper I said suck a dick
New money and new phone who the fuck is this
I came up from the bottom use to shovel shit
Now I done scratched a bunch of
Shit up off my bucket list
How them niggas make it out the slums
Up in Vegas in the Palms
Getting naked with the blondes
Bite the hand that feed you I'm
Go break a niggas arm
It’s the bully motherfucker here to
Take a niggas lunch