Текст песни Cooking in the Basement - FABRICE

Homie pulled up with the gas
I ain′t talking trap
Played a beat it slapped
Might have to collab
Show em I can rap
I can do it all
I can do it stat
Do it on the spot
Move it to the block
Then I let it drop
Who gon let it flop
It's not gonna be me
I always bring heat
Hot like a cop on the side of the street
Hope he don′t look my direction
If he do I'mma finesse it
Promise I won't let him catch me
Sadly
It happened
They trapped me
As I was trapping
Had to regain traction
Lost my footing then I fell
Life′s a movie made in a hell

I was cooking in the basement
Got a shot I need to chase it
Cooking in the basement
Smells amazing I can taste it
Smells amazing I can taste it
Got me cooking in the basement
Cooking cooking in the basement
Smells amazing I can taste it

Cooking in the basement
While I′m baking
These the type of statements
I'll be making
People try to faze me
Call me crazy
Getting close to greatness everyday now
Huh
Embarking on a journey call up Greyhound
Yuh
Been stacking bread through the paypal
I don′t wanna see no one hating
You can and come leave like oasis
They don't want the heat microwave this
Don′t want my energy wasted
Waking up, rolling up, how we replace it
If we're the chosen ones sorry I′m faded
I was so nervous
Out of body got me swerving
Only observing
Never subservient
Watching for serpents
Heard they be lurking
I put the work in
Hope it's all worth it
Far from perfect
Still we flourish
Hot like curry
Act like courage

Cooking in the basement