Текст песни Over The Limit (feat. DOM KENNEDY) - DOM KENNEDY , Benny The Butcher
Yeah
Shit
sound
crazy,
Hit
The
Butcher
comin',
nigga
See
the
difference
is
From
me
and
y'all
niggas,
I
really
did
this
shit
though
So
I
can
say
what
I
wanna
say,
uh
I
do
this
religiously
and
I
don't
trust
fools
in
this
industry
Mad
I
came
through
on
a
winnin'
streak
That's
me
blastin'
through
your
car
auxiliary
They
wanna
John
Lennon
me,
or
John
Kennedy
Since
I
been
on,
I
feel
my
adrenaline
goin'
It
take
me
back
to
the
corners
I
solicited
on
You
know
the
ratio,
when
you
from
the
hood,
the
only
place
we
know
Only
three
out
of
ten
of
us
gon'
make
it
though
No
President
Trump
shit,
elegant
thug
shit
Yeah,
left
on
parole,
gettin'
heroin
plugged
in
Feelings
ain't
'posed
to
linger,
I
left
without
regrets
Numb
like
anesthesia,
feds
want
me
subpoenaed
For
niggas
chasin'
goals
that
I
targetted
myself
Some
of
my
best
verses,
I'm
just
talkin'
to
myself
They
won't
let
me
live
for
shit
I
already
did
Every
time
my
opps
need
medics,
the
credit
hits
I'm
like
a
mirror,
not
your
reflection,
the
better
years
But
if
you
break
me,
that's
bad
luck
for
eleven
years
Every
time
one
of
us
die,
I
shed
a
tear
Then
look
in
the
sky,
I
wonder
if
Heaven
there
That
was
Benny
at
the
height
of
the
pressure
and
never
scared
So
the
bond
that
I
built
with
my
niggas'll
never
tear
Only
a
few
in
this
room,
yeah,
that's
when
you
rare
Get
a
million-dollar
deal,
we
used
to
get
rid
of
squares,
hmm
Yeah,
I'ma
push
it
to
the
limit
Copped
the
same
day
and
got
the
windows
tinted
Dropped
two
hundred
so
they
really
know
the
difference
I'm
in
it
like
a
taxi,
your
chick
wanna
bag
me
Huh,
push
it
to
the
limit
Copped
the
same
day
and
got
the
windows
tinted
Dropped
two
hundred
so
they
really
know
the
difference
I'm
goin'
over
the
limit,
we
never
pose
for
pictures,
motherfucker
Live
from
the
block,
we
came
to
remind
those
who
forgot
me
I
really
bagged
dope
in
Versace
Ducked
indictments,
then
got
rich,
that
really
shocked
me
Even
the
FBI
surprised
that
they
don't
got
me
They
tellin'
me
I'm
sayin'
too
much
But
that's
the
thing,
my
shit
real
And
these
rappers
playin'
too
much
Streets
taught
me,
take
it
easy,
never
plan
too
much
Could
only
move
a
quarter,
then
a
thousand
grams
too
much
I'm
speakin'
as
a
survivor
The
load
gettin'
heavy,
I'm
reachin'
back
for
my
partners
Stuck
in
them
ghettos,
that
make
you
feel
like
a
hostage
The
ones
that
speak
on
my
pockets
Can't
imagine
doin'
a
quarter
of
what
I
accomplished
Around
2010,
trap
got
raided
by
the
sheriffs
Came
home
in
2012,
tendin'
to
my
marriage
Violated
back
in
'13,
broke
and
embarrassed
2014,
I
met
a
plug
off
of
merit
Took
my
best
shot
everytime
my
connect
stopped
by
My
driveway
look
like
a
highway
rest
stop,
hmm
You
ever
been
gettin'
money,
then
stopped
'Cause
the
pressure
of
gettin'
knocked
conflicted
with
Hip-Hop?
Hmm
Yeah,
I'ma
push
it
to
the
limit
Copped
the
same
day
and
got
the
windows
tinted
Dropped
two
hundred
so
they
really
know
the
difference
I'm
in
it
like
a
taxi,
your
chick
wanna
bag
me
Huh,
push
it
to
the
limit
Copped
the
same
day
and
got
the
windows
tinted
Dropped
two
hundred
so
they
really
know
the
difference
I'm
goin'
over
the
limit,
we
never
pose
for
pictures,
motherfucker
Please
leave
a
message
after
the
tone
Ayo,
B,
this
Cecil,
yo
Yo,
I'ma
have
your
money,
man
Why
you
gotta
be
sendin'
niggas
down
to
the
shop
though,
fam?
You
embarassin'
me
in
front
of
the
company
You
know
what
I'm
sayin',
fam?
I'ma
have
your
lil'
fifty
thousand,
man,
I
apologize,
man
A
nigga
goin'
through
somethin'
right
now
I
make,
I
make
sandwiches
all
day,
nigga,
come
on,
man
Don't,
don't,
don't
be
too
hard
on
a
nigga,
man,
I
mean
Oh
by
the
way
I
make,
I
make
the
best
tuna
melt
there
is,
nigga
You
need
to
come
down
to
the
shop,
you
know
what
I'm
sayin'?
Instead
of
sendin'
your
goonies,
they
scarin'
the
white
people,
man
You
know
what
I'm
sayin'?
You,
you
can't
be
scarin'
the
white
people
They
don't
know
if
it's
Black
Live
Matters
or
robbery
You
know
what
I
mean?
So,
y,
come
on
down,
fam,
we
talk
it
out,
I,
I
got
your
money,
sorry
I
got
your
money,
man
for
real,
man
But
you
remember
you
made
it,
nigga
Nigga
just
tryna
make
it,
nigga
Nigga,
you
made
it,
nigga,
you
made
it
1 Burden Of Proof
2 Where Would I Go (feat. Rick Ross)
3 Sly Green
4 One Way Flight (feat. Freddie Gibbs)
5 Famous
6 Timeless (feat. Lil Wayne & Big Sean)
7 New Streets
8 Over The Limit (feat. DOM KENNEDY)
9 Trade It All
10 Thank God I Made It (feat. Queen Naija)
11 War Paint (feat. Westside Gunn & Conway the Machine)
12 Legend
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