Body Not Found - BALISTIC MAN, Benny the Butcher

«I still brought a hearse for you»

I felt its right I only call The Butcher up you know what I mean?

(Benny The Butcher) — Now you talking my language!

(Balistic Man) — Let’s get rid of em!

(Benny The Butcher) — Shit pull up to the back nigga lets go!

VERSE 1 (Balistic Man)

When I was locked in the federal

Penitentiary food wasn’t edible

But what the microwave could do was incredible

Shit that I’ve been through was unforgettable

The pain was unintentional

I apologize

It hurt me to see the tears in my momma eyes

I knew a lot of guys

That served time

& the first time I committed my first crime

Felt like when I wrote my first rhyme

Addicted like the feen who sniffed their first line

It’s church time

Let me pray for you

This the main event

This is pay per view

Nothing they can do

To stop me now

Line them up

So I can knock them down

You will not get found when they search for you!

Ugh no body but I still brought a hearse for you!

Chorus (Balistic Man):

Woo

I still brought a hearse for you

Yea no body but I still brought a hearse for you!

Wooo!

I still brought a hearse for you

Yea

No body but I still brought a hearse

Verse 2 (Balistic Man):

For the ones who snitching

Killing yall’s like a competition

With the bars in my composition

A monster spitting

Doing the opposite of what you said like a contradiction

Ya time is ticking

The rhymes I’m spitting

Are like a karate movie

& I got ya body moving

Ya legs you should probably use them

While I’m cruising

I’m watching through my rear view

So if the cops come I got a clear view

Huh

What you know about recalls?

Those last three numbers on your card?

Feds tapping every single number that you call?

Things you got to worry about running from the law?

No one you can call

To stop me now

Line them up so I can knock them down!

You will not get found when they search for you

No body but I still brought a hearse for you!

Chorus (Balistic Man):

Woo

I still brought a hearse for you

Yea no body but I still brought a hearse for you!

Wooo!

I still brought a hearse for you

Yea

No body but I still brought a hearse

Verse 3 (Benny The Butcher):

Look I think I need to take a hobby up

So Im a stack these rappers bodies up

They don’t rap

They got tommie guns

Black soprano niggas pack the lobby up

And I don’t answer bitches loose questions

I’m just two stepping

Setting new records

Got my main bitch

Got my side bitch

Sending pussy shots in a group message

Like ugh

I know that mouth impressive

But I don’t be around no peasants

Last night was popping

I was Onyx kicking hoes out the section

And I eat that pussy until 7 a.

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But I don’t take her out for breakfast

And we betting thousands or better!

(Balistic Man):

NO BODY BUT I STILL BROUGHT A HEARSE FOR YOU!

(Benny The Butcher):

Look you fucked up if you base life

On what the fuck you heard a rapper said

And I don’t mean Big Pun or L

When I tell niggas that these rappers dead

Ask niggas around my city

They tell anybody how I been on it

Always catching flights out to California

& my left arm got a heisman on it

Like

Trophies

That mean we use to winning

I learned the rules of whipping

Back when I was a youth offender ugh

Dead shot

Everybody around me with it

Strapped up like the usual funeral ugh

(Balistic Man):

NO BODY BUT I STILL BROUGHT A HEARSE FOR YOU!

Chorus (Balistic Man):

Woo

I still brought a hearse for you

Yea no body but I still brought a hearse for you!

Wooo!

I still brought a hearse for you

Yea

No body but I still brought a hearse!