Bass Freestyle

Yeah yeah Aye, one take 18 years and you bitches ain't learning more 18 years and you bitches licking the floor Ask my age from a lion, you'll hear a roar Try to raid my base, and you bitches got years of war Surrounded by the reaper in circa 2012 Rolling up in a Civic, suspicion about the smell I can see the fate with you bitches, welcome to hell Introduce me to violence, my hobby like show and- Bleeding like a Civ for my calling Commas under caution, we'll slip you in the coffin Risk your fucking life for the feel of some endorphins Know this shit is tight, like LeBron, footballin' Touch me and she- She steady makin' She never said My vindictive is the reason that your brother lost his head We go and take a ride around the city like we lost Your graph look like menopause You're a lame without a cause They keep calling, I keep on You keep talking, I hit pause In the backseat of the law, with the 30 and it's raw Open fire, and they gone Yeah, okay You can get my digits in the news, Channel 3 is tryna view Kane a kamikaze, move in caution if you move He the fucking chair, you the victim, i'm the noose Worked your day-shift, who the fuck you tryna prove Me, bitch it's me Fuck every other noise, I'll take mine and yours all for keeps Crash your car in a log, so then all of you froggies leap Your family bumping SEGA, while popping Omega 3 Thinking all of the acid will benefit what we eat Well then what if we eating beats to the point that we can't be beat Nah, keep going, keep going Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah We can double back and run a loop Like nobody ever knew We can rent hotels, fuck a bit, and then recoup How you steady grinding when they'll never let you shoot I gotta say, my offense is the best within the booth Sever the head that has the loot Symphonies of the blood that was running straight to his boot Tell him how it is, tell him how it is Tell him how it is, tell him how it is I'm in 4th down, court-side Doors down Door slide, pour it out game nine Tone it down, look alive look alive Be advised, this ain't a song to set a vibe I got Benji's bummin' on the floors Never knowin' how to act She say she never had it, but she knowin' how to act End up in the kitchen, my whole view is on her back She said to keep it quiet, now she turnin' on the tap Never fold and it's facts All eyes on me, with Royal Flush up in my lap Standing up feeling straight that my bars debated to snap As i'm breaking the back of rap, I push vertebrae out my ass, oh