Basement (feat. love-sadKid, Atwood & Afternoon)

Don't go running around these circles You'll trip and fall and you'll hurt yourself. And I'm thinking I might exert myself the worth of the passion The work that I'm patching through. Ain't no body really askin you and I'm rolling through dirt Imma push through the mud Imma get to the surface and receive the love And I'm saying there's nobody really flowing like me Cadence of gold and I think I'll eat And I'm beating these tracks like Muhammad Ali, imma beast K-i-d unique wanna see where I compete Houdini mixed with (Awkward teen?) Because these verses be so magic and I spit them shits so mean Woo woo woo woo Damn I'm not fucking with you. Spitting this sickness No it's not written I swear and I'm singing my mind's tune. No but I'm working I'm teaching the lesson give me a month and the hour (bet rep?) No I don't need no setless. If I'm bored then I'll free up my next list Who are you talking to yeah tell me who you're talking to. I've been grinding from the basement still I gotta lot to do. Let's establish whos the radest imma dapper rapper dude. But even so let's keep this going cause I gotta lotta tunes. I've been killing this, not even just recently. I'll admit defeat if you can really just compete with me. No truly you can see y'all can see and even pack my bags and go. Even so I know that y'all don't matter(Yeah yeah yeah) Everyday we be getting this shit That said for 100 keep it to it and go. They cannot fuck with the vision I want I get it so imma get two anymore Homies been flipping, I just be chilling, kicking it like Tae-kwan-do. Came fast like like imma in a man Last when I finish I say in the microphone Eyy, I'm faded yuh yuh ey I'm faded yuh. Chillin with the squad and we talking how we goin' make it yuh No control, ain't remotely good. I got holy books and if God ain't on me Man that shit is ok cause I know I know I wish he could. Bright bright when the lights on The Mic on might come any second ey. Click click with the night com and I shine on when the time gone I go ape shit. So don't say shit, no patience, and I'll make it. I just thank shit, imma amazing. It ain't nothing from my space ship so who the fuck you talking to? That's a tat, I did not ask you. Imma spas on the instruments too. I done came in and snatch your bitch too. Catch me with my day ones. Talk shit out my phone and say boy you fucking crazy. Who the fuck you talking to? Its kid, halberd and afternoon, don't forget Atwood too. That's just how we do Who you talking to, tell me who you talking to? I've been grinding from the basement still I gotta lot to do. Let's establish who's the radest, imma dapper rapper dude. But let's just keep this going cause I know I gotta lotta tunes Who you talking to, tell me who you talking to? I've been grinding from the basement still I gotta lot to do. Let's establish who's the radest, imma dapper rapper dude. But let's just keep this going cause you know I gotta lotta tunes