Let the bass breathe a little
Flow so hard gotta feel the spittle
Then it’s me in the middle
Let the bass breathe a little
Flow so hard gotta feel the spittle
Then it’s me in the middle
MON back let me spit the truth
They seen the way that I hit the booth
They seen they way that I hit screens
They still couldn’t run the scene
Hit em with the double double flow
Now my shit they’re repeating
Took the throne rearranging the seating
Cold from way back had to switch up the heating
These girls better give it up
I got the title I’m at the top
Too late to try don’t you interrupt
Your last track was a sleeper
While my last track was a heater
Add the bass and the treb for the tweeter
Let me show you how to fuck up a speaker
Let the bass breathe a little
Flow so hard gotta feel the spittle
Then it’s me in the middle
Let the bass breathe a little
Flow so hard gotta feel the spittle
Then it’s me in the middle
Lyrics, flow, image, show
Tell em other bitches to head back home
Any track I make live inside their dome
Straight to the heart where I put that chrome
I really been her from the womb
I do the most they do lesser
If she get too loud we compress her
Me vs me I’m the equaliser
They call for me they don’t even like her
Track after track still don’t need a writer
Your last track didn’t hold weight
Couldn’t make the club or the room shake
Add the bars and the vox and a good take
Up the gain, couldn’t give a fuck bout the noise gate
Let the bass breathe a little
Flow so hard gotta feel the spittle
Then it’s me in the middle
Let the bass breathe a little
Flow so hard gotta feel the spittle
Then it’s me in the middle