The Hunter Benny the Butcher (Ft. Skyzoo)

[Verse 1: Skyzoo]
Okay, Nike Tech silks and Huaraches
Step through on the polly
George Jeffer' with ya bottom, better spoon (?) wasabi
Throwin' testers like berettas, let 'em shoot like a homi'
Build a cypher in the hall, bet I funeral lobbies
Let's get into it
Double RL's and double soles
How I made mine is to cut a rail and let it roll
I'm with the same guys that juggle shells and juggle stoves
Know I braid lines
I juggle sales and juggle thrones
I'm out the dirt
Swingin' at the Trumps if my Nia's in it
And still got the line on the pieces hittin
Live out the Stuy
Come outside and seem like what seen is different
Around the corner still got the nina hittin'
Say hi to the C-list celeb who pen for the A-pluses
And work a bedroom like I'm gettin' paid for fuckin'
I'm here, change the discussion
Who want it?
Fuck, what the waitin' for?
Either say the verse or don't say no more
Fuck with us, ahh