styles p – bodies in the basement lyrics
(hook)
bodies in the bas-m-nt
bodies in the bas-m-nt
bodies in the bas-m-nt
get your -ss turned into a memory
bodies in the bas-m-nt
bodies in the bas-m-nt
rock em off more
bodies bodies in the bas-m-nt
if you left it up to me, yea all of em be shot
(verse)
cocaine, red rum, heroin, automatic gun
watch the led come, twerking money then spread some
n-gg- you’d die if you’d try me
warner brother, my gun is death jam, joey i’d
definitely won’t jam when you ride up beside me
straight pound, straight a, bring em on my paydays
and every day is payday
i shoot yo sh-t down like mayday
ain’t a better rapper, if it is, i don’t know of em
my raise is hoe -ss b-tch and she’s blowin em
cuban necktie off buck 50
realest n-gg- in rap, come f-ck with me
n-gg-s know and b-tches too
lox, d block, sickest crew
123, showin what the 4 5th will do
i don’t give a f-ck about your family that’s missing you
(hook)
bodies in the bas-m-nt
bodies in the bas-m-nt
bodies in the bas-m-nt
get your -ss turned into a memory
bodies in the bas-m-nt
bodies in the bas-m-nt
rock em off more
bodies bodies in the bas-m-nt
if you left it up to me, yea all of em be shot
(verse)
pretty watch and the pretty whip
pretty much it’s a pretty gun i get busy with
playin belly dancing, little fizzy sh-t
think the killa n-gg- want some silly sh-t
silly n-gg-s gotta die too, i’m serious
you crip a piroo, couple n-gg-s is curious
now i’m in my own gang and my style’s furious
hating n-gg-s, banging n-gg-s,
wolf pack n-gg-s, show the fame n-gg-s
quiet n-gg-s do yo thang n-gg-
to calm down i need a bunch of weed
or i’ll crack yo head like a pumpkin seed
or a sunflower, or the sh-ll on a walnut
i’m g’d up but i’m all nuts
or coocoo, or loco
but i‘m just fine with a 9 and trade ocho
stay the f-ck away from me if you talk to popo
(hook)
bodies in the bas-m-nt
bodies in the bas-m-nt
bodies in the bas-m-nt
get your -ss turned into a memory
bodies in the bas-m-nt
bodies in the bas-m-nt
rock em off more
bodies bodies in the bas-m-nt
if you left it up to me, yea all of em be shot
(verse)
this is beast music provided by scram and i
light it up n-gg-, get phantom high
try to keep up with the jones
keep up with the beats and keep up with the poems
spittin out the dome while i’m lightin up the zones
see that, or see me lightin up the chrome
you ain’t f-ckin with me n-gg-, neither is yo homeboy
hardest n-gg- out, standing all alone boy
you want the t-tle? set the match up
i’ll push you down and you ain’t getting back up
i’ll f-ck around until you’re back up
phase 2: n-gg-s gonna say go slate you
(hook)
bodies in the bas-m-nt
bodies in the bas-m-nt
bodies in the bas-m-nt
get your -ss turned into a memory
bodies in the bas-m-nt
bodies in the bas-m-nt
rock em off more
bodies bodies in the bas-m-nt
if you left it up to me, yea all of em be shot
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