Lloyd Banks, Benny the Butcher - Living Proof

[00:10.33] Uh [00:11.23] I done cracked the dial again on your meter, despite your limits [00:13.85] If I was you, I wouldn't rap with me, either, I'm psycho with it [00:16.71] I'm gon' knock a thirty-pack off a hater, you're lipo-kitted [00:19.69] Unavoidable, ironic they take an L like no limit [00:22.88] Tryna carry weight that's dead will only hold me back [00:25.43] Sometimes you gotta have a fall out to see the truth, and you showed me that [00:29.14] Freezing my shoulders what I'm coldest at [00:31.33] You see the ones you shit on all on your way out, this life is a cul-de-sac [00:34.82] No surrenders, wish I was born earlier [00:36.99] Put me in the golden era where I can flourish [00:39.52] Me and adversity cruise together [00:41.54] Counted me out again? yes, who do I owe the pleasure? [00:44.08] Thank you, him, her and whoever [00:45.96] Banks is a wanted man, big up to my band, keep drums in public [00:48.63] I should drop again, three sundays in June, my sons will love it [00:51.62] Poison my food for thought, hope my critics become disgusted [00:54.39] These scriptures are one of ones, never had a re-run to judge it [00:57.69] When it's said and done, I'll be the only one [01:00.20] My drive ain't fueled off love, ain't got to show me none [01:03.03] You niggas got shit but time, just got the rollies done [01:05.86] And we only run when the police come [01:10.07] A hundred salute, prepare the troops (ah) [01:12.10] I'm goin' out on my roof, ain't hear to truce (the butcher coming nigga) [01:15.82] Don't care to make a friend, rather you hear the truth (me and my nigga Banks, ah) [01:18.69] Real niggas always regroup, I'm living proof (you know how we do it, you know what it is, uh) [01:21.49] I'm the East Side rider in twenty bands of designer [01:23.87] At the fight in Brooklyn, sittin' one row behind Madonna [01:26.73] Don't do me no favors, I'm too gangster to break a promise [01:29.53] I ain't leave the mansion and I spent twenty at Saint Thomas, uh (twenty at Saint Thomas) [01:32.54] Y'all naming rappers I'm better than, but that's irrelevant [01:35.88] 'Cause I'm the elephant in the room, even around veterans [01:38.65] You probably makin' bread, but don't know how to stack it, do you? (nah) [01:41.69] I make fifty bands and still go home to a pack of noodles [01:44.38] Had the best work, then got a net worth that they had to google [01:47.13] I promise that I'll be richer by the time I run back into you, uh [01:50.76] Beef with a rapper explain to me how, nigga (me, how?) [01:53.50] You don't wanna see this k and me wavin' you down with it, ah [01:56.47] My record label hate that I hang with these wild niggas [01:58.98] Too focused for that 'cause fractions can't be allowed with us (uh-uh) [02:01.81] I'm Pac back then, when that nigga played in juice [02:04.67] Brought the title upstate like when Melo played in 'cuse, uh [02:07.60] When it's said and done, I'll be the only one [02:10.15] My drive ain't fueled off love, ain't got to show me none [02:13.24] You niggas got shit but time, just got the rollies done [02:15.95] And we only run when the police come [02:19.57] A hundred salute, prepare the troops [02:22.68] I'm goin' out on my roof, ain't hear to truce [02:25.34] Don't care to make a friend, rather you hear the truth [02:28.28] Real niggas always regroup, I'm living proof [02:30.97] Uh, victory is the greatest treasure, came together [02:34.19] Winning personified, excellence on my name, forever [02:37.34] Money flurries became the weather, rain, whatever [02:40.44] Count up the scars, you'll breathe hard [02:41.68] Way too much pain to measure [02:43.27] Long as I been climbin' for some time, my nigga [02:45.22] Rhyme pulitzer, compliments of recent contradiction, fifteen pounds of liquor [02:48.48] Ain't you helped me up behind the picture, snuck me time elixir [02:50.83] Prada slippers, this shit's a breeze, let me be honest with ya [02:54.27] Fuck you think I do this for attention never moved me none [02:56.81] Funny how envy infiltrate circles, that's where it usually comes [02:59.78] Niggas singin' they soul away, hate what the gangstar movies done [03:02.53] Frontin' pics in the district, you know that ain't where your jewelry from [03:06.17] Never been time for tentative talks [03:07.67] Pray that my pen gives remorse [03:09.11] Pain is my friend on this course [03:10.70] Clones with identical flows [03:12.04] Dense sentimental, hit harder than any physical loss [03:14.72] Splinters from times I been crossed [03:16.47] Imbalanced, chemicals off [03:17.92] When it's said and done, I'll be the only one [03:19.73] My drive ain't fueled off love, ain't got to show me none [03:22.84] You niggas got shit but time, just got the rollies done [03:25.73] And we only run when the police come [03:29.29] A hundred salute, prepare the troops [03:32.49] I'm goin' out on my roof, ain't hear to truce [03:35.39] Don't care to make a friend, rather you hear the truth [03:37.86] Real niggas always regroup, I'm living proof (proof) [03:40.96]