Kane And Able Basement Session Lyrics

Basement Session Lyrics

Verse 1 (Skandalous)







Motherfuckers they wanna test me



Pull out the blunt nigga I'll wreck your shit



I'm out that window with my 44, another fucking hit



Don't know who to trust with my shit



I'm in this click, you in my hood you better know who you fucking with



Who you stepping with, Skandalous fucking dangerous



Bitches brains I bust, feel 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 fucking 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 fucking 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 fucking 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 Hitchcock



Get ?? when them bodies fall hitting them prisoners hard



Its your final call bitch I'll smoke you like menthol



Fuck all you bitches 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 fuck it I'm through with the fairytales



Cause when some shit jump off, all you murder on tape bitches 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 fucking 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 bitches 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 bitch 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 bitch 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 bitch 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 bitch 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 motherfucking basement sesion



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