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Kane & Abel - Basement Session Lyrics

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  • featuring Mia XSkandolousSteph
  • Verse 1 (Skandalous)
  • Mother*****ers they wanna test me
  • Pull out the blunt nigga I'll wreck your shit
  • I'm out that window with my 44another *****ing hit
  • Don't know who to trust with my shit
  • I'm in this clickyou in my hood you better know who you *****ing with
  • Who you stepping withSkandalous *****ing dangerous
  • *****es brains I bustfeel the lust in God we trust
  • Nigga I'm at your door, don't pray to God cause you done lost your grace
  • Been in this game for too long you bout to lose your face
  • I got the mind of a psycho ass ??
  • As I take another hit on this shit nigga you dead
  • Never ask forgiveness told the Lord to give me grace
  • You talked some shit front your boys and as result you lost your face
  • Blood all over the place I'm counting the *****ing bodies dropping
  • I know my destiny cause I can hear the devil knocking
  • I done sent body and soul to my eternal flames you best believe
  • I numb them bodies and play my *****ing game
  • I sold my soul at an early age
  • And now my hearts releasing daemons in a rage
  • My eyes in a daze
  • Evertime I close my eyes to go to sleep I see the visions coming
  • Is juices running when ya done in
  • Fear only make me curious, I'll never be afraid
  • But if you slip you pay your life here come the light now nigga they
  • dead
  • Crack scarfs for my *****ing glory
  • Talking shit up in my territory
  • Another day another world's sad story
  • Verse 2 (Steph)
  • Smoking blunt, smoke a nigga selling dope on the block
  • Pop pop goes the glock I bring more nightmare than Hitch*****
  • Get ?? when them bodies fall hitting them prisoners hard
  • Its your final call ***** I'll smoke you like menthol
  • ***** all you *****es I'm putting you in them bodybags
  • Tagging toes, nigga drive slow
  • Creeping up out they indo scheming for they cheese
  • Slanging oz's and quarter keys niggas dressed in army fatigues
  • Freeze your whole coalition
  • Strapped with ammunition
  • Infrareds digging ditches for chicken heads
  • This figure from head to toe
  • Labeled as a Jane Doe, leaving bullets in your Lexus door
  • But ***** it I'm through with the fairytales
  • Cause when some shit jump off, all you murder on tape *****es gone bail
  • Who gone prevail when I exhale on you small scale
  • Lyrical laggers, wanna be chrome packers
  • Spit the facts I'm bout the Lex and the Ac
  • My verbal combat will eliminate your whole habitat
  • You hoes ain't *****ing with that
  • Or this, cause I piss on competition
  • And have all you hoes in submission
  • Trying to recondition your stilo
  • Lyrical nino
  • I sling rhymes like kilos
  • >From here to Puerto Rico
  • One other sequel from the infamous unseen
  • Scheming for the green smoking *****es and niggas like nicotine
  • Verse 3 (Mia X)
  • Cause she up to schemes
  • Tired of chasing apple pie dreams
  • Mint greens is all I fien for straight shit is all this ***** know
  • 50's this nine millimeter berreta leaving you wetter than April showers
  • Followe by your second line of flowers
  • I devour competition, causing complete submissions
  • Cooks more dope in my kitchen
  • Tricking ass niggas be my victims when night falls
  • Ya'll wants to floss but get set-up tied down and tossed
  • Boss chick you don't want to see her
  • Your ***** can either run for the heater or meet the dumb hoe beaters
  • Mia's right and left well known with the clout
  • To wire your mouth, knock your grill out
  • That's what this here be bout
  • So you can doubt what I'm saying and run that lip
  • Or get your whole click engulfed in gangsta shit
  • Too much to deal with
  • I'm still a ***** that' be's designer down stay scheming on the man
  • And taking flights, torsoe taped full of contrabands
  • My flow so grand it make the beats say damn
  • Shit jumps back makes you wanna holler
  • But I sees nothing but dollars
  • Feminist power
  • My lyrics knocking like a KL beat
  • It be that she-devil that below sea level ***** you can't see her
  • Niggas and broads be trying to figure at 5'4
  • How they still need a ladder to face this hoe
  • For sure, cause I be living for the drama
  • The biggest mama flexing shutting down this mother*****ing basement sesion
  • Shop closed

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