Baseline Lyrics

Baseline

I give a shit about the kick that’s been coming from the underground
spot
beating the pop up, the fuck up that lays all around. Now give me sound
from the other side every night it’s gonna go on and flow on and on and on
and on.

Mister son of a gun I got a run now. My time is over run you
over like a Range Rover. Oh my god incredible superstar, throw some lyrics make
them run like a supercar. When you know where I’m at, your fatter than fat,
cause help me god if I ain't the cool cat. Unequal, it’s not even legal I’m
chased by the rap police like Bugsy Seagel.



Baseline,
baseline we’ve got fools on the case and their giving me baseline. Baseline,
baseline.
Baseline, baseline we’ve got fools on the case and their giving
me baseline. Baseline, baseline

Now we’re back in the game. The
Quarashi pain it’s plain I see the suckers fall out and the fuckers call out:
Pick me up. But they don’t know what it’s about. I do my shit on the mic
and I’m pleasing the crowd. Jump back, get back or else your getting a smack
on your face just like your daddy used to smack you way back in the days. This
ain't no silly ass game I’m playing, hear what I’m saying, now start
praying




What we have is breaking us down.
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