Basement Flu

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Big bag of something strong in this shoulder bag Fitted on my dome knocking niggas out their shoulder pads Who invented your style? Niggas know I'm bad You niggas never seen this type of glow I have I know your past (That's right boy) You gonna blame the drugs I'm gonna blame your moms You ain't drop shit, you must got some painted bombs Eyes closed and the case is too Been in the studio so long I got the basement flu You already know I done paid my dues So do the knowledge I know about the do's and don'ts I'm popping paper collars You're never gonna be able to fucking fix this problem You cock bugg you must have ate all the sausage (Huh) Y'all niggas be hurting What was I thinking? Giving [?] free verses Clown of the century I'm taking everything that's meant for me I'm old school, I had my nephews build a tent for me I'm somewhere with the linen and glasses Looking at women and asses I'm somewhere with the linen and glasses Looking at women and asses I'm somewhere with the linen and glasses Looking at women and asses Straight killing these bastards god dammit Fuck is wrong with you niggas Switch [Verse 2] Master of materials Imperial, I feed your kid bacterial cereal Here for a while, you got to enjoy the experience Y'all got employed to do silly shit See how deep shit could really get, the Philly split Insert the green spinach then I hit the piff I hit my nigga Mr. 31 He told me about a lick that consists of 40 tons Nigga better bring more than guns Five niggas walk up, they about to have their shorty's run The Pay-Pal in negative, that kind of lifestyle would make me hate to live When you fucking broke how could you face your kids Face realities and chase my dreams yo I can show you how to make your B's grow Still work a nine-to-five I hate rappers that be hating on niggas that work in rap Y'all really shouldn't be alive When you get around new niggas you gonna find a surprise I don't even concern myself with the lies About how a nigga tried to That shit is wild (Fuck) I'm in the laboratory picking the files About to go through some shit right now Got the suit on Big pair of brass knuckles with the boots on [Outro] Sheesh, god damn Bloody scene nigga Pure carnage god dammit
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Credits
- Writers
- Vic Spencer