More lines than a glass coffe table
benie ill
Story behind the song
I just wanted to kill this beat. Schooly D beat + BENIE ILL FLOW = ILL SHIT
Lyrics
Me llamo Benie ILL, soy Ben Mentally ILL/
I SEE a tendency still, to be excessively real/
Sweat the deadliest skill, which I've yet to reveal/
Benny Ill's been ill, since ill was an adjective/
lucrative, elaborate, immaculate as Catholics/
an activist to masochist, with animus to pacifist/
magnanimous and blasphemous, i'm hazardous as cancer is/
my manner is to banter this, slandered grammar manuscript/
enhance the trance you can't resist, then hit you quick as cannabis/
Sicker than most, I'll stick a shiv in your throat/
It's the kid with the quotes, that's both explicit and dope/
twist your swisher and roast, or swig your liquor and soak/
my mixtures dippers to float, with wigger strippers and ho's/
if you insist and impose, I'll split you lips to your nose/
so you can skip and get ghost, or twist your wig with the toast/
shit, the click you kick it withs a grip of bitches and ho's/
sick, it slits your wrist to bits with different infinite rows/
I exist amid the kids who live in indigent homes/
its implicit i'm indignant, no assistance is shown/
ill is imminent, illicit wit with syndicate odes/
exhibit exquisite vivid, explicit intricate flows/
bitch my scripts the sh*** as if its in the commode/
like the gun powder in shells, son im sour as hell/
once I'm thinkinking clearly like a thousand hours in jail/
I-l,exponent when the quotient defines two/
its ill in the field, where the killers will find you/
jumping brick walls and gates, just to break in your place/
and flee the scene with ease, when we make an escape/
catch a beating in the precinct, so indecent and frequent/
you get your ribs kicked, until your breathing is weakened/
bang in satans sanctum, were in need of a savior/
get the picture when my sister, whips the shit out the neighbor/
shit is crazy on the daily, heres a tip to survive/
just roll with more 24s, then the rims on your ride/
We get it crackin like a cabinet, filled with cola and soda/
I tend to end up bent up, like a cobra in yoga/
If I slide to right, like I'm approaching to smoke ya/
With the mic I strike on sight, and leave you colder than polar/
Bears split hairs, with chairs like ric flair/
My flow soars like snowboards, when them spin in the air/
It’s the superior being, you’re an inferior weakling/
Catch a serious beating, with some interior bleeding/
ILL the human roach clip, who smokes spliffs, of grass hash and coke mixed/
The dope shit I spoke hits, your dome and over loads its/
i know this flow is, dope its noted/
as plausible possible, logical NONcommical/
Destiny I rip rape and molest a beat, For testing me you rest in peace/
I suggest, that you best invest in heat/
expect the freaks necessity, the need for weed excessively/
Greed exceeds my pedigree, I speak a free obsessively/
Especially aggressively, to kill at will an enemy/
And peel your grill like kennedy, then move as smooth as centipedes/
Enemies tend to be, at best a jest each be a joke/
It’s great you hate to see me grow, but Fuck who lust to see me croak/
Concoct the thoughts to see my foes, all rot on spot and decompose/
What we propose you each compose, a noose and use the piece of rope/
a beast of speech when he spoke, emcees agreed they need a coach/
Force had to be as we unload, more batteries than cheap remotes/
We each exceed the peak of dope, I keep heat see these sheets we wrote/
i'm hot but not like heat and toast, my freeze degrees 3 g’s below/
See we know these expose, the weaken flows you see in shows/
Recent pros seem to blow, like a cheap indecent ho/
Please denote we revoke, a gang of lames belief and hope /
Ill rob your squad proceed to gloat, that crap you raps a fecal flow/
These g’s condone to leave your dome, cracked in half and leaking yolk/
to shock the thoughts you think you know, my socks all stock a piece of soap/
Peep these quotes each provokes, foes get ghost and flee the coast/
Speak the codes streets exposed, me to scenes obscene and gross/
Streets diseased these be the roads, I love as much as sle