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Andy O feat Weighn
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The Basement
In everything I do I swing hammers—either building shit or breaking shit Sometimes both; crack an egg to make an omelette And there's Freaks in the Alley, Sector Seventeen bombed it My bazooka tooth pop and a sop gets rocked It's verbal kung fu to settle vendettas and you Can blast cannons but I'll still die better-than-you And if we kicked in the SmokeRoom then you already know That I ain't claim to be the greatest but I'm DOPE And in the words of my homie Sup1: I eat a whack rapper's lunch And yo I slay a lame arrangement every month I got couple crowns to prove it, but yo, fuck being king I'm a Lord of the Forest, and rep the City of Trees And always repping Earthlings—until I'm dead and fucking rotting Even then throw Double E's up as a zombie I've weaponized E.coli with control; I'm as raw as I wanna be No more Mr. Nice Guy if you're fucking with me down in The Basement
It's going down in the underground If you ain't trying to get raw don't come around Talk all the shit you want but none of it means nothing If you're fronting and you can't back it up then get the fuck Out of The Basement It's going down in the underground If you ain't trying to get raw don't come around The rules are simple: no crying, no bitching, no hugging, no drama Down here in the motherfucking basement
And yo, if this your first night then you have to fight No bitching, no hugging, no drama, no crying Cuz we keep this shit competitive, murder flows to settle shit And spit full-contact raps—so don a thick skin Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Cuz this is Mortal Kombat on some Liu Kang shit You gotta battle up the ladder spitting fire throughout the tournament I'll steal your soul like Shang Tsung and wear your skull like Shao Kahn You can't fuck with the final boss Cuz you can't defeat who can't be beat without swinging for his head There can be only one and I protect my neck I'm takin trophies from opponents like the Predator did So de-feet means I separate your feet from your legs And with a chainsaw I'll rip your face off and wear it Cook your ass into casserole for dinner with your parents And dessert is your girl in the top bunk, and after that You both can say you been fucked up by the champ from The Basement
You can't bangarang with tame shit High-powered razor-bladed verses kill and maim shit Big Mike and Manek getting sprayed with gore and guts While I'm jumping rope with entrails and playin in blood That's how I plant the seeds of doubt in chests to watch em sprout Into Xenomorphs that chew through sternums from the inside out I'm adding insult to injury when ssoldiers battle me I'm ripping out the heart to take shit in the cavity And if you saw me on the street you'd never know That I turn into a psycho every time I touch the microphone The mind of Andy O. is different from the average human brain I might look normal but I'm fucking insane But really sword sharpen sword, dog, you better believe it I hear a lot of pussies talking shit but standing in the bleachers So step to the arena if we gotta handle beef Cuz only real MCs can hold a candle to me down in the basement
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