Black Republican by Benny the Butcher Lyrics

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I’m back niggas
I’ma give them a little one, two
This what you been waiting for, nigga

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Black Republican lyrics [Benny the Butcher]

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  • Written: Benny the Butcher
  • Release Date: February 9, 2007

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[Intro]

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I’m back niggas
I’ma give them a little one, two
This what you been waiting for, nigga

[Hook]

Yeah, uh, uh
Uh, uh
They know it’s real hip-hop, hop, hop, hop
Hop, hop
They know I do hip-hop, hop, hop, hop
Hop, hop, aye
The motherfucking best, S.E. Gang
Who motherfucking left, nobody
They know we do hip-hop

[Verse]

Got me feeling like Malcolm, back on the wall of rap
Slowed up, now I’m back on the raw
I don’t got a plaque on the wall
But I could blow everything today and be back on tomorrow
Reap a whole from a half
The year’s ’01, election time when I was moving O’s in the cab
Ain’t nothing changed since then beside I’m comfortable
Can’t leave the game, I got it bad like Usher do
Living for the moment, life is like chess
I’m in check and I’m thinking ‘bout killing my opponent
A few bars left, my bitch in the stu
I’m going out in a blaze like Bishop in Juice
The game needs me, I work hard, it ain’t easy
My shorties can afford, Daddy getting paid weekly
So I’m in the spot, pot’s on top of the stove
Little soda, the drop, and the profit will grow
I’m

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for the next man, that’s before I have my own work
I was still advanced up in my homework
Circling my block, D’s on my ass again
Toss it through the sunroof, circling the top
Hate is stronger than love, it’s hard to believe
Same niggas with bullet wounds wear their hearts on their sleeve
I hear them whisper in the wind, they ain’t talking to me
I’m on my way through, pardon a G

[Hook]

And they know I do hip-hop, hop, hop, hop
Hop, hop
They know it’s real hip-hop, hop, hop, hop
Hop, hop
They know I do hip-hop, hop, hop, hop
Hop, hop, cheah, cheah
The motherfucking best, S.E. Gang
Who motherfucking left, nobody
They know we are hip-hop

[Outro]

Nigga, nigga
Haha, I’m gone
I’m gone