Hallelujah

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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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2015

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K-K-Kato on the track, bitch

Bitch, we got it popping, nigga, hallelujah
I woke up feeling great, nigga, hallelujah
Came up out the dumps, nigga, hallelujah
You know we getting to it, nigga, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
Came up out the dumps, nigga, halleluja, hallelujah, hallelujah
Y'all don't want these boys to bring them problems to ya

Yeah, Benton season
Getting sloppy toppy, while I'm sipping riesling
Foreign hoes, one North Korean, that's Kato's sister
Bitch, I'm sicker than Adolf Hitler, the K gon' lift ya
Pain in the ass, like an anal blister
I kill a rapper, let the angels get ya
Then I walk around and just strangle niggas
Age of Ultron, nigga, I hold guns
The arms are Voltron, the sword is Shogun
Absorbing protons, distorting organs
My dick is four tons, fucking moron
A fucking four blood, the fork in your lungs
One abortion, that’s unimportant
My daddy left, that's like a fucking orphan
Get Casper, crashing in the Aston Martin
Yeah, that's Aston Martin
Word to Tommy, Cole, Pam, and Martins
Smoking space rocks, with a band of Martians
Eat everything ‘cause this bastard’s starving
And if it's three stripes, then Imma probably cop it
Your bread short, like Polly Pocket
You weak, nigga, you should probably stop it
When you invest in money, we gon' probably profit
Don't f*ck with me, then I'll f*ck with y'all
Niggas praying on my downfall, I duke at niggas, shoot a fire ball
Out my palm, I bust through the fire wall
Free my nigga Flick James, bitch
I'm always on that Rick James shit
This FV, we set the trends and y'all f*ck boys on that same shit

Bitch, we got it popping, nigga, hallelujah
I woke up feeling great, nigga, hallelujah
Came up out the dumps, nigga, hallelujah
You know we getting to it, nigga, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
Came up out the dumps, nigga, halleluja, hallelujah, hallelujah
Y'all don't want these boys to bring them problems to ya

Hallelujah, fucking loser, howdy, Jarren, toss me the Ruger
I scrub my ass with a purple loofa
Got a few cucumbers inside my juicers
So, hey, girl, come take a sip of this shit
If you dumb, it's the tip of my dick
Like it, or love it, I'm rushing, I'm busting
My enemies better get sick
Five-O, I am on the grind, f*ck is on your mind
Here I'm talking, but I ain't got time, my girl left, but that's fine
Nobody’s tripping, you made the decision
Wait 'til I catch the new nigga slipping
Thought I told you shit now is different
I pop a matic, get itching, look
Holding it steady, ready, let me get loose
This is something I do daily
Too many people going crazy, zany
Losing their minds, so I strap on my safety, yup
I burn this shit down
You see where I'm going, so now you start to come around
F*ck you, you had your shot
Now sit back and witness, I climb to the top, bitch
Shut the f*ck up, I'm paranoid and I'm buzzing
My homies now, I can't trust them
Betrayal's now the new custom
The pain is deep, but I'm accustomed
At the end of the day, I still love them
No space for hate in my heart, that can wait in the dark
Funk Volume, we coming, hallelujah

Bitch, we got it popping, nigga, hallelujah
I woke up feeling great, nigga, hallelujah
Came up out the dumps, nigga, hallelujah
You know we getting to it, nigga, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
Came up out the dumps, nigga, halleluja, hallelujah, hallelujah
Y'all don't want these boys to bring them problems to ya

[Verse 3: Dizzy Wright]
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Bitch, we got it popping, nigga, hallelujah
I woke up feeling great, nigga, hallelujah
Came up out the dumps, nigga, hallelujah
You know we getting to it, nigga, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
Came up out the dumps, nigga, halleluja, hallelujah, hallelujah
Y'all don't want these boys to bring them problems to ya

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