Sir Benni Miles

Dreams is dangerous, linger like angel dust, ain't no Angels hovering

Ain't no saving us, ain't no slaving us

You gon' need a bigger boat, you gon' need a smaller ocean but

Here's some more rope

Barefoot in the bush burning dope

Kush smoke out my big nose

My favorite game is "Let's Suppose"

Let's suppose

I ask the question just to see it in your face

I already know, the answer never mattered

Every night he drink and piss up the mattress

Kept turning it over and backwards till he threw it out

Laid on the box spring like a Cactus

Madness, some slowly go, some just vanish

Don't make a promise you can't keep, don't make a keepsake out of grief

I can't promise anything, it's pills to help you sleep

It's ill but you're like krill in that cold deep

Alcohol seep out the pores

Like gills air squeeze out the ocean floor

Leviathan swim with open jaw

You need permission to have an issue with me

I'm not privy to the stories you live inside

A home of art history, I just bend the rhymes

No mystery, God, deepest look inside

Thick fog in the channel, rando pseudo Rambo, bad camo

Armed to a T as in tango

Let the brains blow, bald head in Kangol

Televised game show, strange soul

Raw scam, I ate a roll in shibasa and hopped up, workin' on my posture

I'ma slap box, Judge Mathis and Judge Wapner

Hot stuff, crock pot all rocked up, lock step

E'rything for sale except for the scale, props bro

Eight arms at the last grab, put 'em on the glass

The number's fine, but his math's bad

Guns and butter for king crab

Claws pinchin' my skin tag

Yo, holler back, black, brass tacks double for wind bags

Green grass and blue flower

Seaweed snack from Okinawa

Four leaf facts, don't be a Weisenheimer