BODY NOT FOUND

INTRO:
(Balistic Man) - Ayo Benny
(Benny The Butcher) - What up nigga? Where you been?
(Balistic Man) - I got these bodies man you know?
"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.m
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!