Dipset in Tha Basement

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Ish, Ya Cousin

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Chuuuwe!
Aye yo I spit for the fam and folk in the hood
Who seen enough to know better
All my niggas who just tryna get they shit together
Women degree grindin’, business climbing, chicken to the cheddar
Doobie pins in bumpin’ Dipset forever
I really mean it…
I heard of moving mountains how about we reach for the zenith
Beast and behemoth, I behead the Loch Ness
Myth becomes truth when Ish spits the doctrine
This Gotham, villains steady plottin’
No excuse for survival how you beg for the pardon?
Sus to say you do it for the culture so often
I’m Earl and Nas when Belly start, glow when I walk in (Uh!)
Turn nothin’ to something, for that butter I’m gunnin’
I get the movers moving, and these computers putin’
It’s amazing, spittin’ with my hunger pangs in
Feeling like Dipset in tha basement
Whoa! Hey! Get the f*ck out the way!
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Boy you looking crazy, fix yo’ face!
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, ooohhh!)
If you ain’t got no plans you should stand by the man
Yeah! (Yes chump you should shake my hand)
Yeah! (Yes chump you should shake my hand)
Yeah! (Yes chump you should shake my hand)
Aye for the one nine, to the twenty twen
It’s ya cousin ma’fucka won’t you let me in?
For the—one nine to the twenty twen
It’s ya cousin ma’fucka won’t ya, won’t ya…
Aye for the one-nine (Yeah!)
To the twenty twen (Yeah!)
It’s ya cousin ma’fucka won’t you let me in?
Bangin’ screw out the system that don’t want us to win
I’m up late, 3 in the morning, pimpin’ the pen
Laying down the foundation, concrete elevations
Get it now, off the ground, lift yo’ feet and levitate it (Uh)
Black magical shit, every nigga a star
By far planetary visions, speaking of which
When mercury in retrograde it can suck my dick
You like rap when it’s convenient? You can suck my dick
I brought good vibes, otherwise you can suck my dick
I know the patriarchy trash still sss...I’ll chill
Turn nothin’ to something, for that butter I’m gunnin’
I get the movers moving, and these computers putin’
It’s amazing, spittin’ with my hunger pangs in
Feeling like Dipset in tha basement
Whoa! Hey! Get the f*ck out the way!
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Boy you looking crazy, fix yo’ face!
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, ooohhh!)
If you ain’t got no plans you should stand by the man
Yeah! (Yes chump you should shake my hand)
Yeah! (Yes chump you should shake my hand)
Yeah! (Yes chump you should shake my hand)
I ain’t watch Scandal, but got poppa Pope in real life
Told me from the jump you best be thrice as nice
Matter fact, five times no pressure, just be
Turn the world on its head, spinaroonie, Booker T
It’s a glorious night when you get to booking me
Business instead of game, front, backend fees
Soundcheck, EQ me right, man set the level straight
I’m devoted to what I rap, write, and make
Yeah I serve and assist like you in line for WIC
Or raw curry dish, buss up shot on this
Black woman, Black man, world giving us backhand
When we connect them dots in a maze like Pac Man
Got us chasing our own ghosts, but we just multiply
Skin thicker than black and milds, yeah we harder to smoke
Momma’s favorite rapper Rakim, ask about competition?
I need more spins on her Spotify than him
Prepped for greatness since a tot, in the stu with Pops
Crate digging Tommy Boy labels
Watched the music put the food on the table and take it away
Damn near have you questioning faith
That’s why I been low getting savvy on the business
Never gotta press me ‘bout my heart being in it
All fun with it, the gift God given
Worker and boss, I’m the staff that make the store run
Get more gems when that album comes, my nigga (Uh)

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