Sega - Jarren Benton

We gon' step on niggas like a horse shoe

Only raise the blade if I’m forced to

I twist a rapper’s cap like a corkscrew

I was wired wrong, I got a short fuse

I turn a Quickit pig into pork stew

I got a ton of problems I should sort through

I keep it to myself with no support group

Can’t depend on niggas to support you

See the demons coming from the porch view

Talking game to bitches like the sport’s news

I been through it all and paid more dues

And you fuck niggas, oh, the Lord knew

All the self-loathin' from the poor moves

Suicidal thoughts, I poured more booze

Gotta shake it off before you for sure lose

It ain’t over nigga, gotta push through

Hope you pussy niggas had a good snooze

Ain’t no code or ethics, fuck the hood’s rules

That’s the Devil’s liar with the good rules

I wake up to Hell to some good news

All the pussy great but she can’t cook food

If the bully wish a nigga would fool

I stand on my words like a footstool

I’m a stand up guy, I won’t be ostracized

Whatever card was dealt, I gotta optimize

Can’t let these niggas see you salt the sides

'Cause they will chew you up and you’ll get tossed aside

They will roll up on you and pop the nine

It was Poppa-sized like Pac’s demise

When the trust is dead, you’ve got to watch your guys

'Cause they’ll be at your back with a pocket knife

Uh, I ain’t playing a game with you fuck niggas

Came out the gutter, now I’m up nigga

Paranoid, no, I don’t trust niggas

Do or say, you gonna do what nigga?

Oh, I got something for the tough niggas

Get ready, set, aim, my chopper go bang

I pop out your brain, ain’t playing no game

SEGA

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SEGA

SEGA

Get ready, set, aim, the chopper go bang

I pop out your brain, ain’t playing no game

Bully sees that I ain’t come to play games

I made it mamma, look, your son is deranged

I’m John Rambo, bet the

I’m countin' commas, I go dumb in the bank

Had a date with death, go to prom with a shank

Ain’t no limit, bitch, I might be armed with a tank

Ain’t no one in bed to keep your palm on the cake

That’s on God, if send me home, I’ma spray

It’s Lord Benton, put the bag over bitches

Respect the God, act religious

You paranoid niggas actin' suspicious

Get lose your life and

I’ll make you famous, I might add a horrific

Cataclysmic chopper, scatter your biscuit

It’s going down and that’s a matter of physics

Can’t count on niggas, I just add up my digits

Watch for wires, I ain’t talkin' 'bout Idris

These niggas snitches, they gon' tell all your business

He took the stand, your man just turned to a witness

I’m different, nigga, I don’t the statistics

Thickness can’t be cured with

I’m sorry bae, don’t mean to sound showmanistic

Just give her dick, I don’t regret with the mistress

I’m on they nick and I ain’t playin' with you bitches

Uh, I ain’t playing a game with you fuck niggas

Came out the gutter, now I’m up nigga

Paranoid, no, I don’t trust niggas

Do or say, you gonna do what nigga?

Oh, I got something for the tough niggas

Get ready, set, aim, my chopper go bang

I pop out your brain, ain’t playing no game

SEGA

SEGA, SEGA, SEGA, SEGA, SEGA

SEGA

SEGA

Get ready, set, aim, the chopper go bang

I pop out your brain, ain’t playing no game