Smells Like (feat. R.A. The Rugged Man, Mic Buddah)

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Jarren Benton

Jarren Giovanni Benton is an American rapper from Decatur, Georgia. In early 2012, he signed to rapper Hopsin's independent record label Funk Volume and released a mixtape called Freebasing with Kevin Bacon in June 2012. A year later, on June 11, 2013 he released his debut studio album My Grandma's Basement, which received positive critical reviews and debuted at number 152 on the Billboard 200. After the Funk Volume split up, Benton was between labels, until 2018 when he was signed to ROC Nation, founded by Jay-Z in 2008. more »

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Looks like, feels like murder
Smells like, tastes like murder
Feels like, tastes like murder
Must be murder
Looks like, feels like murder
Smells like, tastes like murder
Feels like, tastes like murder
Must be murder
When God comes it curtains, baby butchering, bloodthirsting and body burnin' rupturing aneurysms from your brain burstin'
I smack Leatherface and laugh at Jason
I stick my dick in that Lucifer chick that used the crucifix for masturbation
Satan's coroner, kiddies lock your door, it's the art of war
Spittin' horrorcore since Lionel Richie was a commodore
Its 'M' for Murder Hitchcock,
I start a convo, like who you like better, Big or Pac
Then I suck your pussy 'til your clit pop
Yeah boy, like I'm Flavor Flav with a big clock
Dispatchin' any competetor, you're regular
Detachin' your your retina, the bloodsheder bitches piss on me
My dick meat stink like pastrami
My white ass is whiter than Mitt Romney
Hillary Clinton can get her clit done with my big tounge
Have the bitch strung, once me dick swung, her lip drip cum
When I bust I leave more than your face and your mouth smothered
I leave your coach and your living room and your whole house flooded
'Til every fan bumps this, I'm rowdy ravenous and rambunctious
Have white bitches wearin' hammer pants dancin' to can't touch this
I paint pictures on canvases, stick a fist up your bitches like hand puppets
Pussy gargalin lickin' your clam nuggets
Lyrically you ain't never caught a body
I dunk your head and make you drink the shitty piss water in the porter potty
Lesbian orgy with Earthlings and green bitches fuckin in public
I'm on some other shit, I get aliens on a mothership suckin' dick
I'm the best and that's it, put me on top your rap list
Have all the dead rappers come out their graves, and do my ad-libs
Bitch, c'mon
They say you are what you eat, I don't recall eating a fuckin' rapist
I throw a rock up in the sky and hit a freakin' spaceship, I'm goin' ape shit
Hey bitch, how come everytime you give me head
My dick get cut up by the seam of your braces
A grown man that still lives in his mama's basement
Dissect a fuckin' ape and give it a brain replacement
I murk y'all, bitch you soft as a Nerf ball
Auto-erotic asphyxiation, choke myself when I jerk off
Put your ass in the dirt dog, created the law of Kershaw
But the pussy smell like pamino's, then man that's just a turn off
None of you dumb fucks concernin' us
I tie you to the gas stove in hell tell Lucifer turn the furnace up
Me and R.A. the Rugged, you fuckers gon' love it
You a bitch, you snuggle with men, take dick, kiss it and chug it
I'm a glut and eat buckets of nuggets of human flesh
And blow his rap budget on crack, snacks and puppets
F*ck a metaphor, I metamorph into a feather dwarf
With a knife and slam my dick inside the dresser drawer
Strangle you, I strangelin' myself to see who die quicker
Poppin' your casket with a pistol like surprise nigga
So when we die, make it to the pearly gates
When God don't let me in I clap his ass with this .38
Forensic scientists can't even identify the shit that I did to the bodies
Blood stain in the lobby, morphine in the IV, cut scalpel when I see
I'm fly to death, Kamikaze, I'm probably in Illuminati
F*ck a beat, I rock over a queef
And if I go broke I'm stickin' Kanye West for his teeth

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