Текст песни «Styles P. - Bodies In The Basement»

(Hook)
Bodies in the basement
Bodies in the basement
Bodies in the basement
Get your ass turned into a memory
Bodies in the basement
Bodies in the basement
Rock em off more
Bodies bodies in the basement
If you left it up to me, yea all of em be shot

(Verse)
Cocaine, red rum, heroin, automatic gun
Watch the led come, twerking money then spread some
Nigga youd die if youd try me
Warner Brother, my gun is Death Jam, Joey I'd
Definitely wont jam when you ride up beside me
Straight pound, straight A, bring em on my paydays
And every day is payday
I shoot yo shit down like mayday
Aint a better rapper, if it is, I dont know of em
My raise is hoe ass bitch and shes blowin em
Cuban necktie off buck 50
Realest nigga in rap, come fuck with me
Niggas know and bitches too
LOX, D block, sickest crew
123, showin what the 4 5th will do
I dont give a fuck about your family thats missing you

(Hook)
Bodies in the basement
Bodies in the basement
Bodies in the basement
Get your ass turned into a memory
Bodies in the basement
Bodies in the basement
Rock em off more
Bodies bodies in the basement
If you left it up to me, yea all of em be shot

(Verse)
Pretty watch and the pretty whip
Pretty much its a pretty gun I get busy with
Playin belly dancing, little fizzy shit
Think the killa nigga want some silly shit
Silly niggas gotta die too, Im serious
You crip a piroo, couple niggas is curious
Now Im in my own gang and my styles furious
Hating niggas, banging niggas,
Wolf pack niggas, show the fame niggas
Quiet niggas do yo thang nigga
To calm down I need a bunch of weed
Or Ill crack yo head like a pumpkin seed
Or a sunflower, or the shell on a walnut
Im Gd up but Im all nuts
Or coocoo, or loco
But Im just fine with a 9 and trade ocho
Stay the fuck away from me if you talk to popo

(Hook)
Bodies in the basement
Bodies in the basement
Bodies in the basement
Get your ass turned into a memory
Bodies in the basement
Bodies in the basement
Rock em off more
Bodies bodies in the basement
If you left it up to me, yea all of em be shot

(Verse)
This is beast music provided by Scram and I
Light it up nigga, get phantom high
Try to keep up with the Jones
Keep up with the beats and keep up with the poems
Spittin out the dome while Im lightin up the zones
See that, or see me lightin up the chrome
You aint fuckin with me nigga, neither is yo homeboy
Hardest nigga out, standing all alone boy
You want the title? Set the match up
Ill push you down and you aint getting back up
Ill fuck around until youre back up
Phase 2: niggas gonna say go slate you

(Hook)
Bodies in the basement
Bodies in the basement
Bodies in the basement
Get your ass turned into a memory
Bodies in the basement
Bodies in the basement
Rock em off more
Bodies bodies in the basement
If you left it up to me, yea all of em be shot