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bitches n basements - ware-wolff lyrics

[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 lyrics

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