Formaldehyde - Lloyd Banks, Benny the Butcher

Every song is a homicide

My breath of fresh air is formaldehyde

Just let the album ride

I’m back in the zone, it’s 2009

You on the browser lines

I’m watching you niggas with Malcolm eyes

Death from a thousand lines

Accurate, don’t need a vouch for mine

This little culture crime stick patch charging me alkaline

Fuck up your mouth design

Predator vision, a falcon flyin'

I’m coming out the climb

Hakeem, Diesel, and Yao combined

All of my outfits shine

Heavy on rocks and platinum time clarity crystal clear

That’s how I know a picture near

Been coolin', time to stir the pot

Dapper Dane did the kitchenware, now listen here

My motherfuckin' business I choose to disappear

Ready, don’t gotta get prepared

This is my rags to riches year

No more fakin' now, you normal facin' clown

I got better terror to hold your minds than Norman Bates

And now you don’t wanna shake with the dog

Need my paws on the spaceship now

Gotta leave my mark on the town

Where they normalize heat and foul, uh

.44 out the truck (Truck)

'Cause round here they don’t give a fuck (Yeah)

I’m all about a buck (Buck)

I think it’s time we live it up

You shit fresh out of luck

New in Ferragamo buckled up

The coppers wanna cuff us

But we got lawyers to rough 'em up

Strapped to the teeth a fact that the trappers tap in with me

I spent 2019 putting rappers back on their feet

A stack on the seat I made from pushing crack on the street

But when I drop it’s gon' feel like LeBron back on the East

And y’all suckers be playin', inside the whip is butter pecan

Three boxes from loaf’s, get rich again if one of these land

OG with stripes like a bumblebee, I’m humbly sayin'

I get your family kidnapped by waving one of these hands

Yeah, uh huh, niggas talk that gangsta shit until it happen

Come through shootin' backwards

Blew through traffic like the Dukes of Hazard

Yeah, all my hoes exclusive with abusive habits

And me and Blue don’t get no passes 'til we see you in action

That’s how they take it, as soon as you make it

It hurt 'em worse when you exceed expectations

I’m hearing screams from the graveyard

In my interviews, they tell me, «Explain more»

It’s simple, I took a risk and it paid off

Griselda

.44 out the truck (Truck)

'Cause round here they don’t give a fuck

I’m all about a buck (Buck)

I think it’s time we live it up

You shit fresh out of luck

New in Ferragamo buckled up

The coppers wanna cuff us

But we got lawyers to rough 'em up

Uh, it ain’t nothin' as infareds involved

Stacked up against me, I severed odds

You teachin' who 'bout what?

Hang my pic up in your seminars

Carry forever scars, fuck’s winning like if you never lost?

.357 laws, take a beard down like I’m letting them off

Three to four advances get you all some dances

I been a champ, it’s just the more I do, the more semantics

You hot shit on your campus, ain’t no awkward answers

Stay out of motions, deafen pussies like lupals and cancer

Merchandise that burn up and CDs that trample on

My flawless record made my ego big, need me a amazon

A camera form, they showed my name too long

Maybe the cam was wrong

She outta line, you better check her, shit working the fan was warm

18 years old, I was golden brown with the tats covered

Classic material crumbled up in my scrap bucket

Stumbled on one of my demos, caught a relapse from it

Born to rise my work 'til this day they made me immortalized

.44 out the truck (Truck)

'Cause round here they don’t give a fuck

I’m all about a buck (Buck)

I think it’s time we live it up

You shit fresh out of luck

New in Ferragamo buckled up

The coppers wanna cuff us

But we got lawyers to rough 'em up