Ray Benzino’s fallin down, fallin down
Ray Benzino’s fallin down, fuck his life
I’m not Eminem and I’m not 50, I ain’t got D12, Runyon Ave, Gunit
But I run the streets quickly, see you at a window put your knee through it
Cos faggot yous a window shopper, you savin up in your piggy bank
You just got fired, you aint cause riots, you too tired, you not hired
At The Source anymore; cos you a faggot; you think Fifty’s wank
Well dick head, you never heard his music, you can’t afford it
You ain’t Built For This, people gonna Bang To Dis, you ignored it
When I first dropped against you, you ain’t even got a home
You ain’t got a computer, you were never selling Chrone*
It was me…
That made you put your son on a tape
It was me…
That made you put your head in braids
It was me…
That got you rappin in the first place
It was me…
That got you scared of Supremacy
It was me…
That struck a nerve when I killed your lady
It was me…
That reminded you of slim shady
So you gotta Look Into My Eyes and see you the weakest
You jus ain’t a Ghetto Child who had to hustle shit
Your dad ain’t mafia connected, you were paintin rocks
And pebbles you found in the street jus to buy some socks
You didn’t buy it, you jus Got No Weed, you lied, you tried
To fool us all, but we all new your plan, so Call My Name
I’ll stab you, I ain’t gay, and I’ll never Feel Your Pain
You know why? Cos I got a Gangstas Touch
This lets me mention your songs, but not much
Cos there ain’t no point in wastin my time with you
Cos D12 done it, Eminem, Gunit, and Proof
It was me…
That made you put your son on a tape
It was me…
That made you put your head in braids
It was me…
That got you rappin in the first place
It was me…
That got you scared of Supremacy
It was me…
That struck a nerve when I killed your lady
It was me…
That reminded you of slim shady
Ray Benzino’s fallin down, fallin down
Ray Benzino’s fallin down, fuck his life
