lirik lagu nems – to the grave
[intro: nems and benny the butcher]
you don’t even know what you just did
uh
gorilla
brrrt
bow!
ayo nems what up?
my n~gga
east side of buffalo to coney island
c~i
griselda
f~ck your lyfer gang n~gga, we out here
butcher comin’ n~gga
yo listen, go get your pops. go get your uncle, your hardback cousin, whoever n~gga. we out here, go get ’em
[verse 1: benny the butcher]
i ain’t f~ck wit’ rat n~ggas since big put out life
and i won’t scr~p wit’ ya, the sig put out lights
i re~rock then the coppers pull out pipes
i’m the last legend left since the doctors took out mike
you f~ck wit’ me and nems that’s a safe hazard
i put gorillas on your back like a bape jackеt
all my neighbors had base habits
i played thе trap with a plate, a .38, and a straight jacket
hundred in the stash box, you know what i’m here for
chainsaws and hgh, butcher on steroids
you ain’t tryna clear at least a million, what you here for?
dirty money falling out the ceiling on the headboard
turn my trap phone on, soon as i hit the town
what they re’ing up with i’m spending at mr. chao’s
rest in piece to my brother, my mother she miss her child
i wish death to them n~ggas that hit him and bl!cked him down
i rode around with dirty scales, lord knows i’m reckless
i went up top and made your b~tch get a phone connected
the sh~t i did in the streets written in stone forever
my young n~ggas stacking bodies like a bone collector
[verse 2: nems]
i won’t stop until you gone forever
hit the block in the coldest leather
you motherf~ckers on all these tracks, talkin’ bout all this money
but if ya girl break up with you right now, you gon’ be homeless n~gga
that’s why at shows heavily booed rappers
left arm swerve, steadily shoot backwards
question the boot tactics
when you die, you gon’ get greeted in heaven by 72 f~ggots
so stop pressin’ your luck, the desert is tucked
this the resurrection of ruck
i’m on the block with a ugly b~tch caressing her b~tt
b~tch i don’t care how many kids you got i’m just tryna f~ck (b~tch)
straight up, keep iron on the waist
rob n~ggas in my building walk buy ’em everyday
i’d be lying if i say that i listen to your sh~t
smack your f~cking t~~th out, now you whistle when you spit
i’m official with the spit and the merch speaking for me
i can teach a n~gga how to turn 7 dollars to forty (times a thousand)
you can’t ignore when i mash with butcher
we be runnin’ down on rappers like ashton kutcher (punk n~gga)
[chorus: benny the butcher and nems]
all i got, all i got
is the game, is the game
hundred shots, hundred shots
it’ll wave, let ’em wave
you on top, you on top
i feel the same, i feel the same
from the block, from the block
to the grave, to the grave
[outro: nems]
brrrrrat, motherf~cker
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