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THIRD BASE
Hip-Hop/Rap
THIRD BASE was released on August 5, 2026 by St.Rembrandt as a part of the album GRAFFITI
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Release DateAugust 5, 2026
LabelSt.Rembrandt
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Abstract
Abstract
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Deven Raval
Deven Raval
Songwriter
jameson williams
jameson williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Deven Raval
Deven Raval
Mastering Engineer, Executive Producer

Lyrics

I been skipping classes
To model tenable jackets
And that's just the truth man I ain't even bragging
Break a couple old habits
Let em linger on, a couple old distractions
Me and all my enemies done deaded it, buried the hatchet
On third base while you warming the bench
Been out the way man, I started learning French
Shout out my tutor Ivan
Im shining
Label order a album then I'm on it, my bank account super size me
When I was a kid my dad told me that I could move mountains
So why would mess around with these foot hills when I'm a tower
She bought me a bouquet, Imma smoke all smoke all the flowers
Call me Eustis, and useless, she say that imma coward
They hate ****, I had the women swooning in italia
Marios mad Im stealing they princesses like I'm bowser
In the 392, across the water you hear me
I'm taking pink slips against me, not a challenger
How you gone forget about the kid
I feel like Kevin McAllister
She calling me a munch cuz of the way I devoured her
I think that my spidey senses is tingling
Nope, was just the diamond tennis chain that was blinging
Rappers in my city be washed up
Rest of them **** is locked up
You **** nothing like the loogies that I hock up
So many bars that I could start a second bourbon street
Turning up the show, man half crowd ain't even heard of me
Ion even rock with him just dap him up for curtesy
Custom bag burgundy, tenable for emergencies
Been making music so long that I might marry a beat
You told me to stand on business, I went and started an LLC
Maybe if you live a 1000 years then you could get like me
Drunken style master on the beat just like Im prince Naseem
Walk up in the Dorchester dressed like one of my brothers paintings
Put a 10 on the pottery wheel, she throwing vases
I play a demo and **** tell me I'm going places
Making stank faces
I need top payment
Resemble my ancestors draped in all these chains
I gotta gold soul and there's ice in my veins
You got bling on your neck ****, we ain't shining the same
Girl this tagless designer, you ain't finding the name
This writing shit come easy, call me sejong the great
I'm at a Sicilian writers retreat, vineyard estate
Im in Edward the blacks palace trying on different capes
You know the czar gotta dressed to the 9s for his coronation day
It cost me a grip to rent the lawn tennis court for the day
Quickly freshen up before the Mardi Gras masquerade
After that we drunk as hell getting in fights at parades
Take ya girl from The Saint back to the castle
The czar in a day
Written by: Deven Raval, jameson williams
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