Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song basement, artist - HALBERD. Date of issue: 30.07.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
basement |
| Don’t go running around in 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 nobody really asking you |
| And I’m rolling through dirt |
| I’mma push through the mud |
| I’mma get to the surface |
| And receive the love |
| And I’m saying there’s nobody flowing like me |
| Cadence of gold and I’m thinking I’ll eat |
| And I’m beating these tracks like Muhammad Ali |
| I’mma 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 |
| No, I don’t need no setlist |
| 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 who’s the raddest |
| I’mma 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 the beat if you can really just compete with me |
| No truly y’all can see |
| And even pack my bags and go |
| Even so I know that y’all don’t matter |
| (Yeah, 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 i’mma get two anymore |
| Homies been flipping, I just be chilling |
| Kicking it like Tae-kwan-do |
| Came fast like like i’mma 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 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, i’mma 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 |
| I’mma 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 it’s kid, halberd and afternoon, don’t forget Atwood too |
| (That's just how we do) |
| Who 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 who’s the raddest |
| I’mma dapper rapper dude |
| But even so let’s keep this going cause I gotta lotta tunes |