Bass - Merkules, Tech N9ne, Hopsin

Made it out the hood, now these motherfuckers act like I didn’t work for it

I’ve been doing good you used to stab me in the back in the past like it never

could far

Went from that beat honda civic to a tour bus

Whole squad in it, it could only hold four of us

I’ve been countin' hundies in my undies adding more bucks

Hotel room full of smoke, keep the door shut (Wooh)

Please do not get me confused, millions and millions of views (Yeah, Yeah)

Just gotta crib with a pool but I still live in the booth (Yeah, Yeah)

Gotta backpack full of ammo (Wooh)

Hoodie matte black and my pants all Camo (Wooh)

I just took a shot of Jack Daniels, doing more numbers than the neighborhood

trap phone (Wooh)

Y’all keep talking anonymous, honestly I can see y’all want no part of this (No)

Doggie I put my whole heart in this

Said he want smoke 'til I roam in like Spartacus

Ohh I’m feeling like a million in cash, I’ma spend it right now and I’ll still

get it back (ayy)

I just went and gotta new whip

That I’ll probably never drive just to fill my garage

Cold steel with the bars, I can feel that they soft, come and deal with the

boss (damn)

You think you hot but you not

'Cause you shits all ass like Nicki Minaj (Ouch!)

I don’t mean to flex right now

But I know I’m in my all time best right now

Pumping on my chest right now

When your war get close, see the next one down

Let’s go

They throwing dirt at my name

I might just burst into flames (burst into flames)

They tryna surf on my wave

I ain’t gon' turn down the bass (turn down the bass)

They throwing dirt at my name

I might just burst into flames (burst into flames)

They tryna surf on my wave

I ain’t gon' turn down the bass (turn down the bass)

How can a hater say I’m irrelevant

Speakin' before you take it out is never intelligent

Like I’m dead into Hell I went

But I’m flying over you like a Pelican

Flies never get the swatting from elephants

Eloquent that’s why there’s big amount of malice bin

But they’re jealous and all kinda embellishment

Trapped in elegance, meaning your fellas mints

Now you’re shallots and not even an element

Tech in the mean zone, your team gone

Run away from a killer to somebody to lean on

I get the green holmes, they want our ring chrome

Every one will bite the dust (Queen song)

Fuckin' Ding Dong, you a Hostess

I’m the owner that gonna just bring on dope shit

That make 'em cling on like a co' bitch

Fiend zone the locust streamed on

N9na he never go lightly got the shotta for true (yeah, yeah)

She know my cheddar throw hyphy lots ciabatta to spew (yeah, yeah)

King of the letters bro I be hot, your squad is the loo (yeah, yeah)

Niggas forever no like me, atsa matta for you

Want it then you gotta be competitive

Don’t be coming like you want a sedative

Get the people some better shit

Have some motherfucker rap in etiquette

If you goin' you gon' like you never to be on top of my head even

After I leave, yes I’m back on the road to stackin' my g’s

Tech and Merkules the rappers ya need

To super charge you with no batteraziz, bitch what?

They throwing dirt at my name

I might just burst into flames (burst into flames)

They tryna surf on my wave

I ain’t gon' turn down the bass (turn down the bass)

They throwing dirt at my name

I might just burst into flames (burst into flames)

They tryna surf on my wave

I ain’t gon' turn down the bass (turn down the bass)

I been lowkey for a minute I think it’s time I come out the bat cave

This ain’t the time for you to man up and act brave

I’m outta my mind but it’s sustainable rap craze

I’m on the grind you know the flow is divine that’s why I be on the rise like a

volcano when ash sprays

These are your last days I’m ripping your limbs like crab legs

They shouldn’t have let me play in this rap race, I’m back mane

Who said I’m fallin' off

In my celly you gon' see a lot of broads

And you know that the pussy is fire

That’s why they throw it at me like a Molotov

Muhfuckas finna get punished

You gon' see the whole damn rap game plummet

Yeah, this nigga Hop done done it

You ain’t even see my little black ass coming

Guys hold up 'cause I am so nuts when I roll up you might wanna keep the door

locked

I high roller, I rhyme vulgar 'cause I’m sorta a bi-polar beast that you’re not

(Yikes!)

Niggas see the things I do they be like «Hop I wanna be like you»

She said yeah I gotta man but for the «Ill Mind"I would leave my boo

You poor bastards bow down to your master, you’re last to finish the race

Of course that’s the only outcome makin' it big

'Cause I bust like a torn magnum

See I summons the mic like it was Thor’s hammer

Body slammin' these beats 'til the floor shatters

And I keep rappers as a reward, they corpses are stiff on the floor

The sword jammed in

Let’s go

They throwing dirt at my name

I might just burst into flames (burst into flames)

They tryna surf on my wave

I ain’t gon' turn down the bass (turn down the bass)

They throwing dirt at my name

I might just burst into flames (burst into flames)

They tryna surf on my wave

I ain’t gon' turn down the bass (turn down the bass)