Merkules, Tech N9ne, Hopsin - Bass lyrics

Made it out the hood
Now these motherfuckers act like I
Didn't work for it  (Hm-m)
I've been doing good
 you used to stab me in the back in
The past like I never could first (Hm-m)
Went from that beat-up 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
I need more bucks, hotel room full of smoke
Keep the door shut (Woo)
Please do not get me confused
Millions and millions of views (yeah, yeah)
Just got a crib with a pool
But I still live in the booth (yeah, yeah)
Gotta backpack full of ammo
Hoodie matte-black and my pants all camo'
(Woo) i just took a shot of Jack Daniels
Doing more numbers than the
Neighborhood trap phone (Woo)


Y'all could 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'm roaming like Spartacus
Ooh, 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 got a 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're not
'cause your shit's all ass like Nicki Minaj
(Ouch) i don't mean to flex right now
But I know I'm at my all-time best right now
(That's right)
Pumping on my chest right now
When your war get close
You the next one down let's go

They throwing dirt on 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 on 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 check it
Out is never intelligent
Like I'm dead and to Hell I went
But I'm flying over you like a pelican
Flies never get the swatting from elephants
Eloquent that's why this big amount
Of mail is spent
But the jealous sent all kinda embellishments
Try to yell against me and your fail is meant
Now your shell isn't not even an element
(Cheah)
Tech in the mean zone, your team gone
Run away from a killer to somebody to lean on
I get the green holmes
(Cheah) , they wanna ring chrome
Everyone will bite the dust
(Queen song, Cheah)
Fuckin' Ding Dong, you a Hostess
I'm the owner that gonna just
Bring on dope shit (Cheah)
That make 'em cling on like a coke bitch
Fiends on the low get streamed on
(Wit' a bro dick, Cheah)
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 gunshot, gunshot
Want it? Then you gotta be competitive
Don't be coming like you on a sedative
Give the people some better shit
Have some motherfuckin' rapper etiquette
If you goin', you go like you never did
Be on top and ahead of it
After I leave, yes
I'm back on the road to stack up my G's
Tech and Merkules
The rappers y'all need to super-charge
You with no battery Aziz (Bitch)
What?

They throwing dirt on 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 on 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 Batcave
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 been 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
(Woah) mo'fuckers finna get punished
You gon' see the whole damn rap game plummet
(yeah) yeah, this nigga Hop done done it
You ain't even see my little black ass coming
(No) guys hold up, 'cause I am so
Nuts when I roll up
You might wanna keep the door locked
A 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"
(Like you) she said: "yeah, I got a 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 it could've been
'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, their
Corpses are stiff on the floor
The sword jammed in let's go

They throwing dirt on 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 on 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)