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act ii: hell - tricky mac & benny t lyrics

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[benny t]
lord, please cleanse
my soul for it is bound to this unclean spirit
and wash these hands
rinse away the sins you claim they’ve committed

for at this time, i sail through the gates
above my head in the centre
sits a sign “abandon all hope ye who enters”

what the f*ck? what is this?
p*ss, and sh*t, and dead kids on the floor
all within this boat that i’m on
i look to my left
and there’s chris benoit and he’s smoking a bong

the sky’s black, not a star to be seen
thick fog, and distant screams fill the air
as crows fly low
and my mouths dry
like i just had a spoonful of straight milo

well sh*t, this must be h*ll
is this what i deservе for being true to myself?

i didn’t choosе the goog life, it chose me
but now i’m bound to rot for eternity?
that’s f*ckin’ bullsh*t

god’s a c*nt

the boat stops suddenly as i look up
to see before me
half man half snake he says to me

[king minos]
benny t, welcome to hades
follow me through the gates to his domain
where eternal d*mnation awaits you

and as fate rears its ugly head
you will pay the full price for the life you led
yes, for that, you’re going straight to the bottom

[benny t]
and he wrapped his tail nine times around his body
i was flung by the chains on my neck and arms
to the icy plains of judecca
as fast as i could draw a single breath

the air turned cold as ice
and like a knife to my neck the chains cut tight
in the final layer of h*ll
trapped in the ice, it was satan himself
[satan]
ha hahaha

benny t… benny t

you have been a naughty naughty boy

now you must pay the price and be here with me

[benny t]
where?

[satan]
in h*ll…

[benny t]
what?
what the f*ck?
what is this c*nt on about?

[satan]
you’re in h*ll

[benny t]
sh*t
as i shed a single tear, he says
[satan]
i’m satan, and from what i hear
you’re one sick malaka
according’ to the others
you’re causing’ heaps of ruckus
with that tricky motherf*cker

[benny t]
well don’t get me wrong b*tch
me and tricks love getting ripped
off the keta and the nangs and the bong hits

and the mdma (true)
but is it a sin to want to stay awake past 2?

it’s my god d*mn right to smash md
‘coz without md i’d feel empty
and the ketamine… oh, the ketamine
then my mouth zipped shut and he said to me

[satan]
oh, benny t you best believe
that you’ve been a bad boy
and now you’ve been sent to me
to spend the rest of eternity in h*ll
to dwell on this life that you chose for yourself

but it won’t be nearly as bad as it seems
you can continue on with your sesh festivities
‘coz at the end of the day it’s h*ll you see
and your taste of sin, this is the place to be
so, open your eyes and please have a geeze mate

[benny t]
my vision was met with scenes and i could see a ton of big ladies
mdma, free k
and a heap of dank weed for my keepsake

a sea of nangs, an ocean of sorts
and enough tranq’ to comatose a horse
and more so it’s an endless supply

[satan]
and ben no matter how much you do
you won’t die again
but, there’s just one catch (what’s that?)
you gotta turn your back on your man tricky mac

[benny t]
what the f*ck could this c*nt mean?
then, up from the ground came a 70″ plasma screen
and it was me, your boy benny t
sitting’ home alone on the phone to the police
wearing a b*tton*up and a tie like a nerd it seems

[operator]
triple zero, what is your emergency?

[benjamin t]
um, i would like to file a noise complaint
for a party across the road
a couple of young fellas disturbing the peace
i believe it to be dj orsi, daddy k
and one… tricky mac
i need police here immediately

[satan]
you see benny t
your body is back on earth
being a narc and a sh*t c*nt
and your soul is stuck here with me

[benny t]
that’s f*cked

i can’t wrap my head around this

f*ck this

it can’t be, it can’t be me
no, i don’t believe my eyes, it can’t be me
not benny t

i would never be on the phone
callin’ up the vic police
filing a noise complaint
telling the cops to put the boys away

for getting cooked on a sat*rday night
a cold*hearted individual
dead in the eyes is all i see on the screen
what once was benny t
is now an empty sh*ll of a human being

i don’t believe it
and to my knees i fall
remembering all the things that made me benny t

like all the dnms at rats in the mezz
the first time i took a fat chick to bed
and all the times i stole drugs off my brother
when i stole 50 bucks off my b*tch ass mother

all those sat*rday nights
out getting gacked
out hitting rats with my boy tricky mac
‘coz, what else could i do?
except get twisted with my dude…

well that’s just it
all those nights out chewing my lips
i never felt something truer than this
it’s not about the drugs
or the extent i was doing them in
it’s all about the c*nt i was doing them with

i looked up to the sky
and with tears in my eyes
i let out one final desperate cry
can anybody hear me?

can anybody hear benny t?

i do not believe. no, i choose not to believe
oh, can anybody hear me?
there’s only one person who can rescue benny t
tricky mac can you please save me?

holy f*ck…

what the f*ck?

the chains, they’ve broken from my wrist

my ankles free, finally, from satan’s grasp
staring directly into my soul
i say, not today satan. not today satan

i walk towards him
across the ice
he, stagnant, staring back at me

up his leg i climb
through the ice i chip away

slowly, i feel the cosmic vibrations tremble

and shake

and deepen

as i pass through h*ll’s gateway
through the astral plane
into the ethereal realm of existence

beyond time itself
and i saw all things matter
meaning
and spirit

fracture and fragment before my mortal eyes
all that is, all that was, crumbles into a glorious light

and the breath of the divine filled my lung
and i was bleeding rivers
from the holy mountains, and beyond

and the eternal ballet
of pain and euphoria reached its final act

held within my palms alone

and i had returned

and as i wake to look around me
at these four grey walls that surround me
i realize, it was just a dream

‘coz i’m alone, on my own
so, i reach out my hand to my phone
and i let the boys know
benny t’s coming home

the old share house, still standing
as i step out from my taxi
and there to meet me is daddy k and dj orsi

down the drive i look and there runs tricky mac
still looking like the same sick lad
oh, it’s good to be back on the green grass of home

yes, they’ve all come to see me
arms reaching, smiling sweetly
yes, it’s good to be back
on the green, green grass of home

and now i’m back where i belong
on the couch with a pouch and a fully packed bong
tricky mac to my left
looking f*cked beyond belief
from all this k that he’s sniffing
he looks at me and says “f*ck this is livin!”

i wouldn’t give this up for nothing
and i swear to f*ckin’ god c*nt
i love this sh*t and i ain’t ever gonna stop c*nt

aw tricky mac, i’m sorry i left ya brother
but now i’m back motherf*cker!

biiiiitch, oh

that’s all it ever was
and all it meant to me, the whole f*ckin’ world
so, you see i’ll forever be

screaming at the top of my f*ckin’ lungs
f*ck the food pyramid drugs are all i need
‘coz it’s your mother f*cking boy benny t

and i’m back

yeah boy

legends never die, motherf*cker

suck my f*cking d*ck

motherf*cker

- tricky mac benny t lyrics

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