War Paint
Benny the Butcher Lyrics
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The Butcher comin', nigga
You know, niggas be talkin' like this shit overnight
I spent 'bout two thousand nights in the cells
So I'm like, which night y'all niggas talkin' about?
(Griselda)
Uh
(Hit-Boy)
Congratulate me now, all this paper gon' change me how?
Fly nigga, all these diamond chains just weigh me down
A broke nigga not my lady's style
She quit work to fuck me, count up and drive this Mercedes 'round
No emotions, I mastered pain with what we smokin'
Raw made hustlers on my block stars like Billy Ocean
Dope money, if the alphabet boys knew what we grossin'
I'd have a bedroom in Folsom, but I'm off shore, toastin'
Besides rap, we got you respectin' the business
I left the dope game with stripes, y'all left with opinions
We washed the money clean, the only thin' left is forgiveness
But how could I? Can't shit fix the death of a siblin'
Loadin' up my straps again, them folks done put the wall against my back again
War paint on me like them Africans
They wanna know my net worth, they guessin' is I'm stackin' it
Add a few more zeroes or them numbers is inaccurate
Griselda, nigga
Ayo, million dollar deals at the cocaine spot, nigga
At the cocaine spot, nigga
I pray every day I'ma hit me an opp, nigga (yeah, aight, I gotta go, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
I'ma hit me an opp, nigga (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Hundred round drums, feel like the shit don't stop, nigga (brr)
Feel like the shit don't stop, nigga (brr)
This for my niggas takin' showers in flip flops, nigga (gotta light one up, ah)
Takin' showers in flip flops, nigga
Uh, I seen street niggas speakin' blasphemy (huh)
Like before rap, I wasn't movin' units out the trunk, bitch, I'm Master P (ha)
Left wrist rockin' the masterpiece
Cuban bracelet weighin' a half a ki', niggas got some audacity (talk to 'em, hahaha)
You niggas don't even equal to half of me
I earned my spot with hard work, nothin' was passed to me (I was grindin', nigga)
But, actually, situations was bad for me
Before this shit you see as a triumph, was almost tragedy (I swear)
I'm at the Roc Nation party smellin' like chronic smoke (ha)
HOV said, "You that boy", I get acknowledged by the GOAT (what up, HOV?)
Woo, even shook the hand of Beyoncé
That story brought tears to the eye of my fiancée
But I don't know if it's because my shorty such a fan
Or did she realize in that moment, I'm the motherfuckin' man (talk to 'em)
I'm just rich, you see the Richard on the dresser (talk to 'em, ha)
The flow is just different, I'm just better (ooh)
Only time I felt pressure when the doctor said
I'd be paralyzed neck down even after all his efforts (ha)
That bullet tore my neck up and now my neck got VS'd up
I could still hit the connect up, I told you niggas I'm next up (I'm next)
Yeah, I drop the bag, I'm used to doin' business (cap, ha)
Gave the shooter an extra ten, that's for future business (big)
Bodies drop, I can't get too specific (ha)
I sell the shit raw, I don't step on the crack like I'm superstitious (hahahaha, ah)
Ayo, million dollar deals at the cocaine spot, nigga
At the cocaine spot, nigga
I pray every day I'ma hit me an opp, nigga (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
I'ma hit me an opp, nigga (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Hundred round drums, feel like the shit don't stop, nigga (brr)
Feel like the shit don't stop, nigga (brr)
This for my niggas takin' showers in flip flops, nigga (ah)
Takin' showers in flip flops, nigga
Ayo, so what you in here doin', man?
You finished that beat I asked you to fix, man? (oh, damn)
What the fuck is that? What you doin'?
Yo, yo, knock first before you come in my room
Nigga, it's my room too, nigga
Anyway, yeah, I'ma get to it
I-I'm workin' on this Benny the Butcher beat
Who?
I'm tryna make the album
You know, Benny the Butcher
Who, nigga?
From Griselda, you know what I'm sayin'?
Benny the Butcher?
Yeah, word
Griselda?
Yeah, they hot, they hot
Kind a fuckin' name is Griselda? Man, what they-
Yo, come on, don't hate, don't hate
Shit sound like they named the shit after one of they babysitters, Griselda Jimenez
Like I get reppin' for the Latin community
But Griselda sound like a Mariachi band or somethin', you know what I mean?
Son, you gotta get with the times, yo
These niggas is flamin' the streets right now
I don't give a fuck
Benny the Butcher? Nigga
Yeah, yeah
And he's a rapper?
Yeah
Like he-he-he spits
Nigga, he gets with the best of 'em
That shit sound like a wrestler name
Like WWE SmackDown, like
You know, "Ladies and gentlemen, Benny the Butcher"
You know what I'm sayin', it's just, what the fuck is happenin' here?
Like I don't even understand what's happenin', man
I'm just sayin', son, I'm tryna get some money
Yeah but all I'm sayin', like what's-what's-what's up with niggas namin' a group
If he Benny the Butcher, what you got?
Meat Cleaver and fuckin' who else?
Like, Lamb Chop, nigga, like what the fuck are we doin' here like?
You gotta chill man, you always hatin'
I-I-I'm just sayin' this-this-this some new streets, man
I don't know, this, this, this some new streets
You a hater
The song "War Paint" by Benny the Butcher is a track that showcases his street wisdom and tough-minded approach to life. The lyrics reflect his gritty upbringing and the hardships he has faced. In the opening verse, he boasts about his success in the rap game, but acknowledges that he is still haunted by the pain of losing his sibling. He illustrates his resilience by referring to himself as an African warrior with war paint on his face. He also touches on themes of drug money and dealing with the consequences of illegal activities. The second verse features Benny's signature raw and unapologetic delivery. He raps about his experiences with street violence, referencing a near-fatal shooting that left him paralyzed. Despite the trauma, Benny remains unbroken and determined to succeed. Overall, "War Paint" is a powerful statement about the realities of life in the streets and the fight to survive in a ruthless environment.
Line by Line Meaning
Congratulate me now, all this paper gon' change me how?
Benny is asking whether his money and fame will change him as a person or not.
Fly nigga, all these diamond chains just weigh me down
Although Benny has a lot of flashy jewelry, he feels that they are a burden to him and don't bring him happiness.
A broke nigga not my lady's style, She quit work to fuck me, count up and drive this Mercedes 'round
Benny's woman left her job to be with him and he appreciates her choosing him instead of someone who is broke.
No emotions, I mastered pain with what we smokin'
Benny is able to cope with his emotions by smoking marijuana.
Raw made hustlers on my block stars like Billy Ocean
People who sold uncut drugs on Benny's block became popular and famous like Billy Ocean.
Dope money, if the alphabet boys knew what we grossin', I'd have a bedroom in Folsom, but I'm off shore, toastin'
Benny would have gone to jail for his drug dealings if the police knew the true extent of his profits, but he is now living on an island and enjoying himself.
Besides rap, we got you respectin' the business
Benny and his crew have earned respect in their community not just for their music, but also for their business sense.
Loadin' up my straps again, them folks done put the wall against my back again, War paint on me like them Africans
Benny is gearing up for a fight against his foes who have surrounded him, and the war paint signifies his readiness to battle like African warriors.
This for my niggas takin' showers in flip flops, nigga
Benny is showcasing his loyalty to his friends who are still struggling financially and cannot afford fancy footwear.
Left wrist rockin' the masterpiece
Benny is wearing a beautiful and expensive watch on his left wrist.
Cuban bracelet weighin' a half a ki', niggas got some audacity
Benny is wearing a heavy and valuable gold bracelet and he is mocking people who dare to criticize his wealth.
Before this shit you see as a triumph, was almost tragedy (I swear)
Benny almost lost everything before becoming successful and he is grateful for where he is now.
That story brought tears to the eye of my fiancée
Benny's fiancée was emotional after hearing about his encounter with Jay-Z and Beyoncé.
The flow is just different, I'm just better
Benny's rap style is unique and he considers himself to be superior to other rappers.
That bullet tore my neck up and now my neck got VS'd up
Benny was shot in the neck and now he has a valuable diamond-studded necklace on it.
I sell the shit raw, I don't step on the crack like I'm superstitious
Benny sells drugs that are not cut with any other substances, and he is not afraid of superstitions like stepping on cracks.
You a hater
Benny believes that the person he is talking to is always negative towards him and his ambitions.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: Jeremie Pennick, Demond Price, Alvin Lamar Worthy
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