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letra de benny (fire in the booth freestyle) - kobie dee

-intro-
yeah
too many stories untold, legacies will live forever while our souls grow old
i’m just trynna do my part, this ain’t my story to hold, so let me tell you how this one unfolds

i knew a brother by the name of ben, see others knew him as benny
he was known around his city way before he turned twenty
no stranger to the dark he found his light in stacking pennies, just a youngin’ forced to hustle for his food up in his belly
see his life as adolescence wasn’t much as a kid, seen his father beat his mum since he was still in his crib
turnеd around and told his son that he’s the reason hе did, cause he ain’t want no f-ckin’ son and she’s the reason he lived

he tried to tell his mum to leave, but she’s too gone to listen. cos’ she ain’t have no family she could call on for assistance
thought that if she opened up she’d lose ben to the system, when she saw his dad was mad she used to hide him in the kitchen
forced to hear his mother’s screams he held his hands up to his ears, knees up to his chest and in a puddle full of tears
hoping that it stops he prayed to god for all these years like, “i hate my f-cking dad, and i just wished he’d disappear
life continued in this way until he reached his early teens. one day when he was home he’d seen his mother with some [?]d’s[?]. [?]i swore[?] i’d be the reason that she smiles with all her t–th
“see your father’s gone to prison now my son we’re finally free.”
he was stunned at the news, he didn’t know what to feel, all the years of mental torture it’s too good to be real. with joy he fantasised that they would run to the hills, but this is only the beginning there’s way more to it still

see as the years rolled on, they started from scratch. his mother tried to be strong with all these scars on her back
unaware what lies ahead ‘cos there’s so much to unpack, you see she still hears his voice when she’s alone in her flat
she can’t cope, and sleep was getting less, she ain’t been prepared for all this post-traumatic stress
still bears the scars from the hands around her neck, burn marks across her chest from where he put his cigarettes
now she trusts no man, and she keeps no friends, alone in her apartment it was just her and ben
she don’t wanna put him through that same sh-t again, when that man went to jail she just thought that it would end
but benny’s getting older with some trauma of his own, took it to the streets, he couldn’t stand it in his home
run around the neighbourhood, he dabbled with his bros, see he’s trynna numb the pain so he could never let it show
it started off as an escape, this weed and the pills, hopping in to stolen cars he got excited by the thrills
the olders on the corner [?] benny had a deal, he’s the kid around the area that’s fl!cky with the steel

and mum ain’t showin’ no attention, mum was finding ways that she could deal with her depression
more time to think meant more for reflection, built walls of protection, so far from affection, they lost that connection
far from what it used to be, see benny spent his nights out usually
and she would lock the doors unaware that he would come home on this night when he used his key
door handle in his palm, twisted with the key and everything seemed calm
called out to his mum, but what he seen to his alarm was his mother on the couch, she had a needle in her arm
this sight put him in a rage, flipped the table with the drugs and told his mother to her face that he’s leaving
she was fed up with young benny at this stage, told him, “pack your f-ckin’ sh-t and we can turn the other page.”
that’s all he needed to hear, took off to his mates to where his mum lived near

even though his life was f-cked he found closure with his peers, they found crime as a career and started plotting out from here
the boys planned to hit a l!ck, they wanted money quick, called their younger brother jody who weren’t really with the sh-ts
but they had all been close since benny was a kid and all grew up in a house so no-one cared one bit
so benny knew a couple olders they could see for the guns, same olders that had helped him with some sh-t that he’s done
same olders that had sold the same drugs to his mum, knowing d-mn well that benny’s her son
but he ain’t worried about that right now, it’s time to get straight to the mission, they pull up to the car and leave it parked in position
jody takes the door and tells security to listen, benny runs up to the back and gets the money in his vision
he screams his demands, throws the bag on the floor with his pistol in his hands

more money than he thought, he was bagging up grands, they was happy everything had gone exactly how it planned
til they heard a couple shots, and benny looks to his friend, tells him jody’s been shot, they grab the money and they ran
passed his body now they’re headin’ for the car with the money in possession, benny hears the sirens there ain’t no time for second guessing
down the back streets made his way to portland crescent, dumped the car and started running through the flats and started stressin’
when they ran in to the building there was coppers at the bottom, benny saw ’em coming, c-cked it back and then he shot ’em
panicked and he’s scared, he knows that this will be a problem, he don’t wanna go to jail so he doesn’t think of stopping
but they’re trapped in the flats, coppers everywhere from the front to the back
they run up to the roof, trynna keep it all intact, but they know their life’s f-cked and it’s ’bout to be a wrap
so benny drops to the floor, looks at the money in the bag
he knows that if he goes to jail, then he’ll be back with his dad
he starts to think of his mum, and where it all went south
he tell his mate that he’s sorry, and puts that pistol in his mouth
he puts that pistol in his mouth
too many stories untold, legacies will live forever while our souls grow old
i’m just trynna do my part, this ain’t my story to hold, i had to tell you how this one unfolds

- kobie dee

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