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The Basement Tape

by Basement Gang

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1.
(JuneThaKid) You can’t go nowhere if you scared to take a risk You can’t blame no one but yourself if you ain’t do enough I’m tryna be the top nigga on the list I’m starving, every opportunity, we eating up And that’s why every time you look you see me heating up Walk into the scene and clean it up, bi weekly a month I ain’t never think it’d move this fast and it would be this fun I’m just keeping my foot on the gas, every beat of the drum Speaking on gas, we be with the skunk I got dreams of living luxury, knee deep in them bucks This chip on my shoulder won’t pass and it’s keeping me up Cause I’m used to coming in last, now I be in the front And now the same niggas that doubted me, can’t even stunt Like they don’t see us putting work in every single month Like we don’t make these niggas nervous they ain’t keeping up Like everything we drop ain’t dope ain’t they ain’t fiending up (Craishon) Praying that you make it Never moving on some fake shit Keep calm and manifest it, promise you gon' thrive Eyes on the prize Praying that you make it Never moving on some fake shit Keep calm and manifest it, promise you gon' thrive Eyes on the prize (Saiku) Niggas used to turn up they nose, but now they study the quotes Cause when you speak from the soul, you make freinds out of foes A rolling stone for the dough, can't lay my hat for too long When money calls I'll be gone I act like bread is my calling and treat these hoes like my purpose I double down and refocus and now I'm seizing the moment At least that's what I tell myself as I speak through these margins I'm knee deep in my problems and wading deeper and deeper Cant get tripped up by my demons and anchored down by my secrets And anchored down by my secrets And anchored down woah This quicksand got me sinking slow, them highs be unreachable But depths get unthinkable (Craishon) Praying that you make it Never moving on some fake shit Keep calm and manifest it, promise you gon' thrive Eyes on the prize Praying that you make it Never moving on some fake shit Keep calm and manifest it, promise you gon' thrive Eyes on the prize
2.
(JuneThaKid) It’s a whole different level, a whole different status a whole different placement It’s a whole lotta capping, a whole lotta average, a whole lotta basic It’s a whole different caliber, I got em riding the waves that we making My supporters too loud ain’t no faking that feeling they get from The Basement We keep showing face and they gon flock cause we they favorite My stock keep on raising to the top ain’t no debating Niggas must’ve slipped and bumped they head with all that hating It’s a movement how we moving ain’t no time for conversation South of the app where we grew up Way before they ever knew us Still was the waviest, they cannot play with him I keep a pretty bitch put up 10 toes down how I stood up And stood out from yall cause I never did too much Use to freestyle in the whip just for goodluck now we in the game, me and bro finna suit up They do not have any suitors They do not glow up cause they don't know how to manuever Way too invested in rumors I can’t spend energy worrying what these niggas doing I’m tryna get me some currency moving We making moves with some urgency to em And win or lose we for sure made a movement Third degree burning these verbs real fluent Ride with a pole hope I don’t have to use it but keep that shit close in case they acting stupid You know these young niggas do it, you gotta stay cautious cause this shit get ruthless Too solid, keep my composure when I’m under pressure it ain’t nothing to it The way that we do it, it’s like it’s a pleasure, when I’m under pressure it’s usually music Heartbreak kid when I’m on beats, we step on shit like sweet chin music 1-2-3 up in this ring the baby face ain’t never losing And I can make shit spooky for whoever wanna do it We pop up when niggas snooze and get ‘em gone, I’m Freddy Krueger nigga It’s a whole different level, a whole different status a whole different placement It’s a whole lotta capping, a whole lotta average, a whole lotta basic It’s a whole different caliber, I got em riding the waves that we making My supporters too loud ain’t no faking that feeling they get from The Basement We keep showing face and they gon flock cause we they favorite My stock keep on raising to the top ain’t no debating Niggas must’ve slipped and bumped they head with all that hating It’s a movement how we moving ain’t no time for conversation ($aiku) It's a whole different Saiku, the way I be sliding they calling me Gretsky Got the whole city vibing, when Basement arriving the fans pay attention While these rappers so average the shit got me pensive, my nigga do better Cause when you at this level the air can feel thinner and shit can get hectic But I'm true to this shit, feel like Snoop in this bitch, I'm no stranger to pressure Thought they knew I was him, tryna prove it again cause they need a refresher Cause these new niggas cappin', they no longer rapping, just actors and dressing Cause The Basement authentic from image to message and people can sense it Aye aye All this heat we dropping got em' flocking, don't be jealous Can't fuck with just one, this dick too good, that would be selfish I can't trust a soul except the bros, these niggas telling Took losses on the chin, still tryna turn em into blessings Might switch up the flow from time to time to keep em guessing Niggas clocking moves and stalking posts, unpaid detectives If you think you fucking with The Basement come and test it Off the rip they all invested in them niggas giving lectures (JuneThaKid) It’s a whole different level, a whole different status a whole different placement It’s a whole lotta capping, a whole lotta average, a whole lotta basic It’s a whole different caliber, I got em riding the waves that we making My supporters too loud ain’t no faking that feeling they get from The Basement We keep showing face and they gon flock cause we they favorite My stock keep on raising to the top ain’t no debating Niggas must’ve slipped and bumped they head with all that hating It’s a movement how we moving ain’t no time for conversation
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(HOOK) These niggas look the part, but they can’t talk the talk He a Heyman guy, tryna' take his chance in the ring, with a boss Niggas know better, I been that day one, had it all In the Basement on the Southside, come swim with the sharks my nigga I come from where niggas put in pain for results And we ain’t going back and forth, won’t say no names in a song And how you say you put in work but got no change? Something wrong Slide with the gang and tell these kids to go and play, run along my nigga (JuneThaKid) Yeah, that culture shift, that’s me, that’s him, that’s June With the troops, don’t too many want no problems with my platoon My contenders really wolves in sheep's clothing, tell the truth Must be blood up in the water cause to me they look like food I ain’t tripping I can’t trust a soul cause niggas motives be suspicious I need some new goals, cause all my old ones getting finished Niggas chose to sleep, then wanna come ask for forgiveness Bitch you got me fucked up hoe, you know I’ve been that nigga Since The Smurfs, I’m an icon on the verge When rob died I cried my eyes out, then went sparked me up some earth Know he’d want me to keep on grinding, put my head down, put in work Ain’t no setback in this life 'gon stop them bills due on the 1st Ain’t no nigga with me fishy, if your vibe off, we can’t work Niggas leashes short as hell, can’t let shit slide, I’m on alert It’s getting treacherous out here, I can’t tell riding and who riding, and who hurt You don’t watch your back they might come leave your mind all on your shirt, Basement (HOOK) These niggas look the part, but they can’t talk the talk He a Heyman guy, tryna' take his chance in the ring, with a boss Niggas know better, I been that day one, had it all In the Basement on the Southside, come swim with the sharks my nigga I come from where niggas put in pain for results And we ain’t going back and forth, won’t say no names in a song And how you say you put in work but got no change? Something wrong Slide with the gang and tell these kids to go and play, run along my nigga ($aiku) Niggas know what’s up but they still gotta learn the hard way Say they big fish even big fish still shark bait Brought the game back like Brooklyn did with the Barclays Need a book deal and a cooking show how I soufflé 'em I’m a ditch digger putting top fives in the crawl space Moving like real vets most rappers green as what they all chase Hit the ground running never stopped growing went and set a wild pace Everybody wants it till they in person now they all parlaying No negotiations when it’s wartime we give ultimatums Faded off a green box and a couple blunts now I’m activated Been getting calculated every step taken been cultivated We done got the keys now bet these gate keepers feel they powers waning Now they call the basement when it’s showtime like they obligated But I stay on it cause these Jank promoters hide the stipulations Niggas this the lion's den try to play around get eviscerated Never been hard to find I be outside like a fucking vagrant (Righteous Emcee) MC the goat, kiss the ring nigga, I’m the don I ain’t letting none of y’all niggas eat, this Ramadan I know some real killers, stay masked up like Comic-Con Pull up jumping out of sliding doors like soccer moms I did a lot of sort on the Southside, man I’m surprised that I’m still here Talking shit like they the best, leave out this hoe just telfair I’m a real shark, I smell fear *sniff sniff* what the fuck is that? Spin the block now I’m back around, call me Joe Campbell how I double back Got a 40 on me like I love cougars, with an extra clip, but it come attached When the beef, I’m in love with that, type of shit, have fun with that Why you sent us that? Now you scared. Now I’m back from the dirt All of y’all bite curb, move bitch better swerve Caught ‘em slipping like gutschlags, better check in like moving times Nigga move aside, when the tool arrives, get a suit and tie, nigga you can die Foolish pride in the ring with me is all rare heart I ain’t starting where the rest start, old Nigga cooking like Brett Favre All them hits fucked my shoulder up, got the game in a cobra clutch Minnesota better know what’s up, we too lit Nigga sober up Make a bet, we got a pole with us, I kill careers then shoulder shrug Basement Gang, this shit wicked, better get with it, but I know for one MC
4.
(JuneThaKid) I ask these niggas “who wanna die? And who wanna come box with a god?" Basement been on the rise, Southside to worldwide Move like Jimmy in Miami, a deuce deuce on my side Tryna dance with the devil boy shoes ain’t even tied We was putting in work, they kept hitting snooze, and in time Pockets grew from loose loose, to Bruce Bruce off the rhymes I’m a general, you niggas just troops on the line Filling space until the enemies arrive, I ain’t even surprised I look at these niggas top 5’s and see dinner time My presence put that pressure on them boys when we arrive I’ll blow ya mind, bout my ciabatta, think a nigga lying That bread the closest thing on earth that you gon get to god A monster when I slide every time That got built up in that basement, where you can meet your demise It’s greatness in these statements tell ‘em read between the lines Running laps around these actors meet me at the finish line nigga Iron sharpen iron, what you think we sparring for? We ain’t going back inside till we get all of yours I need all the cards, ain’t nothing we can bargain for In the jungle using that trench work, this the art of war ($aiku) You know saiku brought the fire like Prometheus But crows gone catch a buzz from my liver how I’m drinking bitch I really preach these Niggas juniors on some deacon shit I might just be a spirit how Im speaking through these mediums Tryna turn these quotables to profit that’s seems feasible Came with an armada fuck I look like tryna beef with dudes Plus to beef with niggas you gotta be reachable Came into game made season vets seem like they seasonal They really resonate cause we believable, Never been no gimmick ain’t no bullshit that I’m feeding you We just use our talent and the grind to make the needle move Pop up like a demon when they speak on me like beetle juice Wake up as a rising star now trending on evening news Wasn’t on his P’s and Q’s and now he high as uncle snoop That’s why I discourage niggas moving how a suckah moves Cause everyone’s untouchable until niggas is touching you Basement (JuneThaKid) Iron sharpen iron, what you think we sparring for? We ain’t going back inside till we get all of yours I need all the cards, ain’t nothing we can bargain for In the jungle using that trench work, this the art of war (Righteous Emcee) Somebody gon have to pray for these niggas, welcome to jummah Schwarzenegger arm out the window, it's not a tumor You gon take this shit to the grave, like the Yakuza Watch what you say on computers, end up Bermuda They gon have to fish your body out, shit I highly doubt That niggas gon make it when I slide, that's on my account I'm responsible for these children, I'm like their guardian Separate the real from the fraudulent If smack call my phone for a battle, they gon change my name to Carleton I keep that pole low, they'll never put me on a card again I'm snapping on these hos, new attatchment on the chrome Like that '07 Wayne when he was rapping on the phone I'm immaculate, sat my ass back up on the throne Way too accurate, these rappers couldn't match what I was on I was passionate, until I got a bag for writing songs Now I'm killing everything, please evacuate your home Ugh Jason with a hockey mask Play with me, the shotty blast All y'all gon get a fucking bow, like karate class Tell that ho I get around, sit it down with yo naughty ass Bullets go through way more niggas than Lori Harvey has Emcee the goat, seasoned like a curry dish They begging for a plate, hold up, I'm just stirring it Please don't confuse my confidence with arrogance But I dread when y'all niggas rap, rastafarian
5.
(JuneThaKid) I ain’t felt this way since I was 17 baby I feel like everything be better than it seems lately I’m tryna change my life with what I love doing, but the chances of it slim, so to most people it seem crazy My dreams is bigger, I’m moving different this year Spent way too many years living in fear Till I saw the fruits of my labor start to sprout and appear That lit a fire under me, I had to kick it in gear Sometimes I wanna kick my feet up, reminisce and just chill But that’s another day that I ain’t put up shots in the gym And that’s more distance getting put between my start and my end You gotta think like that, cause this shit competition ya dig? It’s so many haters who Lowkey wanna spit on the kid But that’s okay cause all they women wanna sit on the kid I dropped a EP for the love and now they feeling the kid And now I’m thriving every time because my vision is clear my nigga Knew I had sewed, way before I had a fan Foundation was gone, had to build it with my hands Took a leap of faith when I ain’t even have a plan Who’d a thought I’d ever land But I’m just tryna make it out, just like the greatest I've been on blogs, I’m tryna get up in your playlist When they throw stones, we shoulder roll em and keep playing The future bright and that ain’t no debating I want this shit forever ($aiku) I’ve realized I’m just too old to go at half speed Since fifth grade a nigga plotted on this rap scheme That passion grew to gnawing hunger I had bad dreams of finding out this shit is out my damn reach Pushed aside the fears and realized that it was on me Poured my heart out over this wax and let my soul bleed My grind like migrant work teams how I sow seed Caught the cities ear got even haters rooting for me Because in known for hopping on this tracks and turning Vorhees shorty nowadays suckin it like they tryna absorb me hatin niggas pressed we everywhere they can’t ignore these Melancholy musings I’ve been moving by the unit Till my money speak is fluent Cuz nobody ever listen when your money's small as Stuart Either way when on these tracks I drop my nuts you niggas eunuchs As I cut through the confusion pray to god I never lose myself/ forreal Basement (JuneThaKid) Knew I had sewed, way before I had a fan Foundation was gone, had to build it with my hands Took a leap of faith when I ain’t even have a plan Who’d a thought I’d ever land But I’m just tryna make it out, just like the greatest I've been on blogs, I’m tryna get up in your playlist When they throw stones, we shoulder roll em and keep playing The future bright and that ain’t no debating I want this shit forever
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(JuneThaKid & $aiku) Mama said you moving way too fast Just slow down, I didn't listen no A couple times a nigga almost crashed, Cause on this road, shit get difficult Mama said you moving way too fast Just slow down, I didn't listen no A couple times a nigga almost crashed, Cause on this road, shit get difficult (Know this shit get difficult) ($aiku) Sophomore year my college Dorm was the store Smoking special spores and selling tree out the drawer Knew that shit was hot but taking risks was the norm When you young and tryna prove that you really him Of course shit was booming with the gas I would get it in The whole fucking floor had that funk on some collins shit For months shit was cool I had people just walking in, my stupid ass A homie there just politicking and rolling fat Bullshitting bout a party that’s approaching fast We gone have to smoke a quick one then ….(door knock) who the fuck is that one of your friends? I asked Nervous laugh, stashed my shit fore I let ‘em in/ I thought (Damn) Opened the door my feet was lead in my socks Damn it was them cops played it cool but swore I could hear my heart Niggas came in 5 deep, started searching every spot They was asking hella questions, I was sweating as I watched found shake and other shit and started circling like sharks in that moment (swear to god) mommas words was on my heart like ($aiku) Mama said you moving way too fast Just slow down, I didn't listen no A couple times a nigga almost crashed, Cause on this road, shit get difficult (Know this shit get difficult) (JuneThaKid) We was used to moving like two peas in a pod Who knew fate would have it one of em would start to rot You had it together at least that was what I thought So to see you in that condition, it really came as a shock Y'know the funny part of drugs its the fun you have at the start The other side of drugs is less funny and more dark That can of worms get opened and it can be hard to stop you don't keep it in check it'll slowy tear you apart I watched you crumble to nothing that summer it broke my heart You had pressure on your shoulders I could only imagine We was youngins and you were forced to grow up even faster and had a family depending on you to go and make it happen Looking back I've learned not to mistake your struggle for weakness Even the strongest got a limit - only so long you can stay on defense Till eventually you go off the deep end But part of growing up is realizing we all got demons on me (JuneThaKid & $aiku) Mama said you moving way too fast Just slow down, I didn't listen no A couple times a nigga almost crashed, Cause on this road, shit get difficult Mama said you moving way too fast Just slow down, I didn't listen no A couple times a nigga almost crashed, Cause on this road, shit get difficult (Know this shit get difficult)
7.
(JuneThaKid & Craishon) I had so many nights when a nigga thought of giving up I had so many lines that I couldn’t cross quick enough I had so many try to run game on me, give it up Whole time they wanna come stir the pot and watch it thicken up They can’t do it quick enough Catch me posted with the same niggas that I came with from the jump They can hate but they can’t hang with us, cause our lane different don’t front Never change cause I’m the same nigga you couldn’t play with from the jump Had to learn the game ‘for I had a name, now they got a nigga name I’m the front ($aiku) This the shit I was plotting on at the lunch table with the homies Back when I had hoop dreams doing calf raises in the morning I was really tryna make a pretty penny off a play on then ugly corners On the southside near little earth they sending strays be cautious Robbers always watching shooters always be watching 17th was where I learned it all was a couple times I could’ve lost it On back blocks doing hot shit saw that fast money went all in Fucked around and almost crashed out had to switch it up can’t be thoughtless Steady going through the motions till I found rap now I know I want this Half steppin means you half-hearted if you ain’t wit keep from round us Cause momma made sure them ends met no matter what like a draw-bridge Kept bills paid and the house ours if she felt the pressure never saw shit Watched her grind like a metal worker for the minimum way too often Shit put me into overdrive till she’s overpaid I can’t stop this Up late late tryna spin gold I should charge you niggas for your first kid Trash rappers ate for too long swear they still alive as allowance, Basement (JuneThaKid & Craishon) I had so many nights when a nigga thought of giving up I had so many lines that I couldn’t cross quick enough I had so many try to run game on me, give it up Whole time they wanna come stir the pot and watch it thicken up They can’t do it quick enough Catch me posted with the same niggas that I came with from the jump They can hate but they can’t hang with us, cause our lane different don’t front Never change cause I’m the same nigga you couldn’t play with from the jump Had to learn the game ‘for I had a name, now they got a nigga name I’m the front (JuneThaKid) Honestly I feel like none of these niggas can rhyme with me And obviously they see the god in me it’s a whole lotta dishonesty Same niggas who didn’t rock with me wanna come kick it like soccer teams Cause they hear that basement philosophy thinking I’m something like Socrates I guess I can’t blame em logically I done seen niggas switch up cause they think you got clout now the simplest shit mean a lot to me I gotta watch who’s around, if there’s ever a doubt then I’m cutting em off and no stopping me Had to stop fucking with shorty she stay in her feelings and say I treat her like she property Way that we growing I can’t take my foot off the gas till this Basement Gang shit a monopoly So many Ws back to back, this starting to feel like a robbery In my Duffy whenever they plot on me Now they ain’t got a choice to acknowledge me I’m a god when I rhyme, when these niggas be saying their prayers, I just feel like they mocking me Got they souls in my fingertips, might preach the word with these verbs and commence to the slaughtering (JuneThaKid & Craishon) I had so many nights when a nigga thought of giving up I had so many lines that I couldn’t cross quick enough I had so many try to run game on me, give it up Whole time they wanna come stir the pot and watch it thicken up They can’t do it quick enough Catch me posted with the same niggas that I came with from the jump They can hate but they can’t hang with us, cause our lane different don’t front Never change cause I’m the same nigga you couldn’t play with from the jump Had to learn the game ‘for I had a name, now they got a nigga name I’m the front
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(JuneThaKid) I put the work in, that’s how you make it flourish Took more than money, it took losses and some courage Took many chances that I wasn’t sure was worth it Took out the guessing work, it’s clear now, that’s for certain I done made a lane for all my niggas and it’s working We done came a ways from thoughts of feeling we was worthless Way we making waves it feel like everyday we surfing, making plays with a purpose, play the gang, then it’s curtains nigga ($aiku) I been peeping game jus like D’antoni niggas Janky with promoting, steal a check under your nose, man Fuck em we too lit for all that hoe shit, gaining traction and exposure cause the product way too potent, like damn Niggas claim they boomin on the socials till you meet they ass in person See that hermit shit ain’t working, it's a scam I been in my bag picking out serpents, like I’m Jake back in the 80s hit My finisher it’s curtains We been in them waters from the Jump just like the Germans In the deep end like a sturgeon treat an opp just like a Persian Sliding through your city with the gang taking excursions Catching bodies off the body of my work just for exposure Pull up to the show and end your night like I’m the closer Giving epics every story, my shit timeless like I’m homer Shorty called me for the closure got the dick and then the shoulder I'm a Minnesota nigga so you know ain’t nothing colder This my fucking life it ain’t no gimmicks for no posers A mechanic with this ratchet, if he shakey, check his motor nigga (JuneThaKid) I put the work in, that’s how you make it flourish Took more than money, it took losses and some courage Took many chances that I wasn’t sure was worth it Took out the guessing work, it’s clear now, that’s for certain I done made a lane for all my niggas and it’s working We done came a ways from thoughts of feeling we was worthless Way we making waves it feel like everyday we surfing, making plays with a purpose, play the gang, then it’s curtains nigga Another day, another stepping stone, I put that pressure on em In a battle with myself, I do not see no opponents Cause I’m chasing success that ain’t defined up in them numbers Shit I’m chasing based off who can make they name survive the longest When this shit all said and done, we done came a long way from when we spit this shit for fun Now we on stages every month Laying waste to all these beats got my stock raising to the sun But now I feel like I can’t trust no one because I can’t tell who fake and who just wanna ride the wave When you in this life you meet new faces everyday And some of y’all good actors so it’s hard to spot the snakes So I keep my head on a swivel, hope I peep for it’s too late Shooting perfect from the field, I get the green light I ain’t missing I do this for real, they know I’m gifted with the scripture Don’t compare me to my peers, we not the same, can spot the difference Made my name off spitting flames you made yo name off politicking It's the kid nigga I put the work in, that’s how you make it flourish Took more than money, it took losses and some courage Took many chances that I wasn’t sure was worth it Took out the guessing work, it’s clear now, that’s for certain I done made a lane for all my niggas and it’s working We done came a ways from thoughts of feeling we was worthless Way we making waves it feel like everyday we surfing, making plays with a purpose, play the gang, then it’s curtains nigga Another day, another stepping stone, I put that pressure on em In a battle with myself, I do not see no opponents

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released December 16, 2022

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Basement Gang Minneapolis, Minnesota

The upstart Minnesota collective has quickly garnered the attention of fans local and worldwide due to their unique blend of artists and dynamic sound. We've got what you need from heartfelt and thought-provoking lyrics, to room shakers and bangers, to harmonious and soulful crooning and back again; all masterfully produced by a true artist of his craft. Meet your new favorite group. ... more

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