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ware-wolff – bitches n basements كلمات اغاني

[intro: con_crete]
one hot night of passion (night)
the one that got away, i never had one (no)
i’d give her a key but she gonna leave
b_tch, you’ll never leave
you’re stuck with me (ugh)

[verse 1: con_crete]
the concrete floor is so cold, yeah, hoe, yeah, hoe
she’s hungry and she wants to go home, yeah, hoe, yeah, hoe
take a look at our predecessors, they all are gettin’ deader
on the floor was an aborted fetus
stomach sore, so, she had to eat it
p_ssies get punctured, thrown in the dumpster
like an unwanted embryo, slaughterer’s, here we go
[chorus: con_crete, ware_wolff, mr. 6600, & bloodshot]
b_tches in the bas_m_nt (taste the pavement)
i’ve got b_tches in my bas_m_nt (they only make me go berserk)
b_tches in the bas_m_nt (who we gotta merk?)
i’ve got b_tches in my bas_m_nt (time for replacements)
b_tches in the bas_m_nt (the serial rapist)
i’ve got b_tches in my bas_m_nt (i’m staring down a nine)
b_tches in the bas_m_nt (they all gon’ die)
i’ve got b_tches in my bas_m_nt

[verse 2: ware_wolff]
i’ve got these b_tches in my bas_m_nt, they all gon’ die
motherf_ckin’ eat my c_ck, crying, staring down a nine
b_tch, blonde hair down over pretty blue eyes
there ain’t nowhere to hide, you forever staying mine
you stupid f_ckin’ c_nts’ll get abducted if you hustlin’ out
i pin ’em down and cuff ’em and f_ckin’ ’em like they nothin’
i busted up in her m_ff then beat the child up out her stomach
do it strictly for the l_st, i’m f_ckin’ nuts, got two of ’em

[chorus: con_crete, ware_wolff, mr. 6600, & bloodshot]
b_tches in the bas_m_nt (taste the pavement)
i’ve got b_tches in my bas_m_nt (they only make me go berserk)
b_tches in the bas_m_nt (who we gotta merk?)
i’ve got b_tches in my bas_m_nt (time for replacements)
b_tches in the bas_m_nt (the serial rapist)
i’ve got b_tches in my bas_m_nt (i’m staring down a nine)
b_tches in the bas_m_nt (they all gon’ die)
i’ve got b_tches in my bas_m_nt
[verse 3: mr. 6600]
sixty_six_hundred, evil demon from the black abyss
i come from a land where elohim doesn’t even exist
if you want it with me, better bring a thousand soldiers, i’ma slaughter
stench of rotting bodies get to smelling awful, sayonara
horror, i see children laying motionless, they cold and stiff
can’t let ’em go to waste, i’m in the mood for some baby ribs
your fetus, we eatin’, no need to keep it a secret
i chew the fat off your titties, vomit the meat and reheat it (here we go!)

[chorus: con_crete, ware_wolff, mr. 6600, & bloodshot]
i got the b_tches in the bas_m_nt (taste the pavement)
i’ve got b_tches in my bas_m_nt (they only make me go berserk)
b_tches in the bas_m_nt (who we gotta merk?)
i’ve got b_tches in my bas_m_nt (time for replacements)
b_tches in the bas_m_nt (the serial rapist)
i’ve got b_tches in my bas_m_nt (i’m staring down a nine)
b_tches in the bas_m_nt (they all gon’ die)
i’ve got b_tches in my bas_m_nt

[verse 4: bloodshot]
i’m the one and only bloodshot
that gon’ tie a b_tch up in some tight knots
peel her skin off (yeah) and watch her rot (rot)
lookin’ like h_llraiser (ay yah yah)
f_ck a b_tch (f_ck a b_tch) while she’s tied up and chained
she asked for it, for a little mary jane
now she’s onto hard drugs and i’ma let up
smoke it all up, then i’ll behead her
[chorus: con_crete, ware_wolff, mr. 6600, & bloodshot]
b_tches in the bas_m_nt (taste the pavement)
i’ve got b_tches in my bas_m_nt (they only make me go berserk)
b_tches in the bas_m_nt (who we gotta merk?)
i’ve got b_tches in my bas_m_nt (time for replacements)
b_tches in the bas_m_nt (the serial rapist)
i’ve got b_tches in my bas_m_nt (i’m staring down a nine)
b_tches in the bas_m_nt (they all gon’ die)
i’ve got b_tches in my bas_m_nt

[outro: con_crete]
con_crete with the cheap saws, we chopping the feet off
f_ck to the beat with the thrust of a mean dong
i treat her like meat, raw, and pound her like street dogs
this the sh_t you hear if raping hoes had a theme song

- ware wolff

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