Bass Keep Buzzin' (prod. by Nomak)

by GreyScale

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I wrote this track back when I first started making music and its just been sitting in my rhyme book until recently. The instrumental tape “Combine” by Nomak was one of the first tapes I wrote to when I started out. The track “Doze Off” was a definite standout from the project and when I heard it I wrote the entire song in one sitting, which is a rarity for me. “Bass Keep Buzzin’” is a sincere, heartfelt ode to Boom Bap Hiphop, and the art of rhyming. I hope those who listen to it enjoy it as much as I enjoyed putting it together.

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How would you want it?
'Cuz I can be a force for truth
Or I could just be another man lying
Fronting just because it sounds good on the high end
The bass got your hips complying
No
I get enough just to see your face smile
In the dead of the night
My light shines
You can find
Me
The path leads to a different time
So somehow its no longer now
But its not the future
Nor is it behind you
In fact its inside
What I'm looking at
One track mind
And my ticket says I'm going to inspire
I need no bags where I'm gone
(So be prepared)
'Cuz I might stop through
Just to check on you
Just to check on you
Just to 1, 2, check on you
My mic stand on it's own
So I got some extra strength on you
I'm finna 1, 2, check
Drop the now on the set
I got to know the ledge or over it I'll step
There no room for a mistake
Real none of this fake
Build wit my kinfolk
See the treacherous snake
Chop the head off and watch it just shake
'Cuz I was born with a backbone
Raised in a bad tone
Who would've thought I wouldn't lift that chrome
But I was purged of this insane game that made me
Swore that I would never be the same 'G' that my pops was
But the traps are holding me back
You see that?
Trying to lock me down
But the power
I bleed that
Don't need yours
My mic receives enough feedback as it is
Words cracking in your ribs
Come on
The elevation stopped
I wonder what level this is
I'm on top
I wonder if heaven is this
I won't stop
Better keep to ya own biz
Just let your heads knock
And all of your hatred

You can keep that
I'm movin on cousin
Keep rollin
Bass Keep Buzzin'
Coach in my ear
It's race keep running
So I race beats thumping
Bass Keep Buzzin'
Snare in and out
But the bass keep buzzing
In your ear
Keep rolling
Bass Keep Buzzin'
Lace beats
DJ keep cutting
And I race beats thumping
Cousin
Bass Keep Buzzin'

How could you not love it?
I give it to you raw dogg
A fiend couldn't rock a beat harder
Huh
Chemical imbalance ain't no telling what I might do
But why choose to limit syllables to haikus?
Not like you I reach farther
Keep telling me I can't stand on my own
I'ma be here longer
Stretching time dogg
I'm armstronger
Keep ya limitations
I lyrically black card you
From the temple where I bomb from
They label me a terrorist
I bet they'll never find the weapons
Sending missiles through the air
From my tongue to your ears
Man I bet my rhymes find heaven
I'm saying
(What you saying?)
I'm saying man

You can keep that
I'm movin on cousin
Keep rollin
Bass Keep Buzzin'
Coach in my ear
It's race keep running
So I race beats thumping
Bass Keep Buzzin'
Snare in and out
But the bass keep buzzing
In your ear
Keep rollin
Bass Keep Buzzin'
Lace beats
DJ keep cutting
And I race beats thumping
Cousin
Bass Keep Buzzin'

How would you want it?
Cuz I can tell lies
I wouldn't be the first to hide my face behind a disguise
Wheres the truth?
The eyes have it
So look deep into mine
And see what's inside
I'ma make amends or make a man of myself
Rhymes help me reminisce
Like the bottles on my shelf
I'm just wallowing
I'm all by myself
I hit the throttle
Until I'm all by myself
Its all me
Baby it's all me and you love it
I ain't gassed I'm hungry
There's nothing in my stomach
I know
I'm out of my mind
It's almost like theres nothing
I know
But I know where I'm from
So I know something
The heads keep bopping
Cuz my bass keep thumping
Ladies keep dancing
Thugs keep jumping cats
I really wish that they would stop that shit
'Cuz after a while someone gone pop gats
Quick run
The party done
Here come the cops
Tryna lock us in a cell
With nothing more than a cot
And three hots
They want me as a slave
Want me picking cotton
Bump that
It's too hot
And I'm too cool for that so

You can keep that
I'm moving on cousin
Keep rollin
Bass Keep Buzzin'
Coach in my ear
It's race keep running
So I race beats thumping
Bass Keep Buzzin'

credits

released January 8, 2014
Produced by Nomak
Written by Dion Marsman
Mixed by Will Raymund
Additional Vocals by Ernst Andre Jr., Compton Bowman, Roxanna Simo

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