Sir Benni Miles

[Intro] Good evening ladies and gentlemen Would you gather 'round, please? Please, hurry up, thank you Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry to disturb your dancin' and enjoyment But the reason for calling you this evening is— Good times, good times, yeah [Verse 1: billy woods] Dreams is dangerous, linger like angel dust Ain't no angels hovering, ain't no savin' 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 burnin' dope, kush smokе out my big nose My favorite game is "Lеt'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 turnin' it over and backwards 'til 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, (Yeah), Leviathan swim with open jaw [Interlude: E L U C I D] As many times as you need Good times, good times [Verse 2: E L U C I D] You need permission to have an issue with me I'm not privy to the stories you live inside A home of alt history, I just bend the rhyme No mystery, God, deepest look inside Thick fog on the Channel, rando pseudo Rambo, bad camo Armed to a T as in tango Letha Brainz Blo, baldhead in Kangol Televised game show, strange soul, royal scam I ate a rose in shavasana, 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 bruv 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 pinch at my skin tag, don't holla back, black Brass tax doubled for windbags Green grass and blue flower, seaweed snack from Okinawa 4D facts, don't be a Weisenheimer