My basement, uh. Gonna show you my beautiful basement. Where the concrete floor feels cool to the touch. I'll turn up the heat if it's too much. I'll turn on the lightbulb on the wire. Turn on the dehumidifier. I'm serious when I flick this next switch. Look you in the eye, and I say, "Check this."
She said you rushin, you rapper son of a labrador But i'm attracted to you like teenyboppers to apple stores The basement light is darkened and the switchblade is sharpened Her name on my arm and her face on a 2% carton See her face while you're fixing your breakfast And know shes in my basement, objecting to sex with Me murders three surgeons all with the next bitch Tomb stones read RIP cause its pieces they rest in.
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