Bass-Haxor Blackout Lyrics

Bass-Haxor Blackout Lyrics

I've been rollin on my own,
Rollin up joints, lonely at home -> alone,
Been spraying on cologne,
wishin i was gone,
another song, to keep my mind -> strong,
livelong and work hard until,
dawn comes along but, i'm lost -> still,
in my head alone just looking for my own,
lying down in bed, in my head i keep on flowin,

so, where am i goin,
suicidal tendencies, and ya'll think i'm jokin,
i'm really posing how i feel,
my heart is weak and i can't feel,
cold as ice and leaks hold for week -
pass by and people don't realize,
even lookin in my eyes, mixes my hate with despise,
unmindful gazes,
my gates are locked up i feel invasive,
and raises as i'm pacin,

heart fueled up like adrenaline its racing,
chasing dreams but i wake up, not -> moving,
singing in my head, poems mixed in like a hymn,
looked around for a god, but -> i don't see him,

listen through an ipod, but it's missin rhythm,
forgettin to pay tuition,
goin in debt it's just division,
dividing me by the minute,
my ambition just driven,
by what vision I envision,

superstition to those without a mission,
5th dimension mind definition expedition,
adventure living is ammunition to fuck tradition,
no admission and no permission,

self collision with life and my wishin,
it's my life, it's a competition,
make a petition for a better one,
reach for the sun and stars,
become a star but wanna live on mars,
alone in a home lonely in my roam,
alone in my roam,

I've been rollin on my own,
Rollin up joints, lonely at home alone,
Been spraying on cologne,
just wishin i was gone,
another song, to keep my mind strong,
livelong and work hard until,
dawn comes along but, i'm lost still,
in my head alone just looking for my own,
lying down in my bed, in my head i keep on flowin,

i am a hacker,
no hat on my head,
i'm a cracker,
White like bread,
fe(a)d, i'm fed up,
i'm uncut, unloved and somewhat shunned, i'm blunted,
I wanna give up, but i'm hunted,
by my own ability to become somethin,
it's corrupted,
i get interuppted, to disrupt,
i erupt, and lip up i lip out,
output in my mouth,
lyrical storm i cuss now,
fussy how, because I loved how,
you're allowed to run your mouth,
nah ciao,
chowin down on my lyrics anyhow,
not signed, solo mind and i grind,
decide my route no detour imma find,
one lane path with some math,
i'm meaning figures, figuring out i figure i should trigger,
a bomb of emotions,
just coastin,
and i'm hopin,
someone understand my notion,
secret potion in my mind like dma,
hittin back now and i blackout,
blackout,
back now, Back -> now (move down)

Bass - Break You Off Lyrics Young buddah/AKA Polo Perry

Young Buddah's (AKA Polo Perry) Bass - Break You Off Lyrics



yo girl in my section and she tryna turn up
got that loud pack on me and its time to burn up /
her complexion cold and everybody on her
if she stay in my section turn her to a stoner

she just wanna SMOKE, POP MOLLY n chill with a nigga
told her whole life story on a pill with a nigga

i can tell how she talk that she feeling a nigga/
aint seen a nigga like me say killing her nigga/
beat the pussy up yeah im killing her figure/
put it all in her guts dick killing her liver/

she want to get high dope dick i deliver!/

she all im section talking bout she wanna shot/
ass poking out her dress cuz she be doing hella squats/
everything look juicy/something like apricot/
and yo boy high as fuck something like a astronaut/
hope on my spaceship with all that ass u got

Uh, I'm a break you off,
cut you off like a line in T,
i'm here to put fuck - to a verb add -i-n-g,
Drink on tha drank, popped fresh with tha Hi-C,
fuckin on em good put em in i-c, -u,
now give me your number, and shit, i'll call you,
nah gotta go, I got things to do,
i'm not in tha mood nor got shit to say to you,
feelin super good cuz, i'm in a hella faded toof,
I'm cruisin posted up 9 oclock with my ride,
get dirty with it, (fuck) lets fuck outside,
on a need to know with anotha hoe,
so if we collide on tha real i'mma have to letcha go,
never seen you in my life said my name was joe,
I'm goin disappear like my name was john doe,
no put put golf, i'm lookin for a home run,
so if you tryin to do somethin, i'mma need a hole in one,\

im bout to dive in the pussy need swimwear
put that pussy in my face baby thats skincare

if u got panties on make sure its a thin pair
ima make myself self at home  like a nigga been there

when im up up in that thang u gunna want me to stay
dope dick  got her high up up and away

u wanna smoke i got flowers baby catch my bouquet
i broke her off so good now she walk with a sway

\broke her off,
break ya off like a break up,
my time you can't take up,

rather get money than date her,
don't got time, I'mma player,

If you mad then you just a hater,
Ain't wastin time, I won't belater,

like tha drink I'm drinkin, nah, I don't chaser,
If you wastin time, well, see yea later.

Lyrics of ZIPLOCK Feat. Young Buddah

ZIPLOCK (Feat. Young Buddah) Lyrics  

Fresh like i stepped outta ziplock
you niggas cant see me so i had to let yo bitch watch

i stay on my grind yeah im grindin to the tip tip..
do this in my sleep even grinding in my flip flops


but i stay fresh like i stepped outa zip lock
but i stay fresh like i stepped outa zip lock

Yo listen,
too much bitchin up in my bizness,
Killin on my flows so I just might needa witness,
hittin this and hittin that,
No I don't call back,
snapback with no tats,
but I still get up on that,
long to latitude, I'm higher than my driver,
Leave your ass stranded  like a cat5 wire,
I'm eatin out dinin, You buyin groceries meijer
Sign an application, shit you might get hired,
spittin fire tho, bitches at my sides like dominoes,
My lyrics are home-made like a 16" Digorno
Leave bitch feelin like she was just in a porno,
ortho-
-pedic, I'm too sick, yet too fresh,
all fam no friends left,
no 6 sense, here's my 2 cents and 50, I'm lit like some incense,

You focused on me, you got the wrong navigation,
Wanna rap battle me, I go the whole duration,


cant turn down , stay turnt to the max
you niggas blowing on trees and im burnt on wax
if u listen to me ill get you burnt on facts
and my flo so cold but i burnt those tracks

medical weed.. yeah i burnt them packs\
niggas sleeping on me ..yall den took yall naps?
you niggas looked lost somebody took yall maps/
yeah i be sipping boy im hooked on yac

i stay fresh like i stepped out of zip lock for real/
if i say look at this i bet yo bitch watch for thrills
and a nigga got bars and i aint talking pills/
i be in these streets with the dank..shooting moves making deals

when i smoke wit ya bitch im in a tank she in heels/
i put her on now she use the dank to pay her bills
drowning in the money, i need a tank and some gills
im sipping purple drank thick like paint if it spills


Going continue where I left off, like a teen on probation,
I don't play games, this ain't playstation,
Green and ripped, lika post-Hulk Mutation,
My lyrics rehydratin lika farms irrigation,

Past cloud 9, I'm level 10 elevatin,
10 seconds n she captured, like COD domination,
Leave your ass wondering like final destination,
when my next track droppin, like nunya information,

I'm not young jeezy so why yea'll be waitin?
Hella followers, but seems most of yea be hatin,
Lyrics pumpin fuel, like a BP gas station,
rhyme the whole verse on the same foundation,

iteration on my location lika GPS navigation,
Yea'll trying to track me, like the bourne ultimatum,
My flow is so toxic, like cherynobls radiation,
Now I leave yea'll clappin, like a standing ovation,

i stunt so much i need a stunt double dog
and yo boy hard on every monologue
and my outfit like something ina catalogue
call me roger rabbit i just want my carrots yall

fresh like a nigga stepped out a magazine
blowing on gas keep a bag of gasoline
make yo girl relapse cuz shes a swagger fiend
pretty bitches on my dick cuz u know my swgger clean
youz a free agent while im balling with my team
haters wanna intervene but my swagg on creatine

so many colors on me like a motherfucking peacock
my swagg so dope you boy might have to detox
keep my grass cut low cuz these snakes trying to eavesdrop
you niggas got yo swagg from me but i dont even need props

left hand wristwatch the size of a big clock
you boy stay fresh like i stepped outa ziplock