9th Ward Nightmare

[Intro]

Ooh, ooh
I serve the bass, I serve the bass!
I said, I serve the bass, I serve the bass…
I said, I serve the bass, I serve the bass!

[Verse 1]

J.ReaL Hip Hop - dopest one in the clique/
If you can’t holla 9th Ward, you could suck my dick!/
Headlines read 300 black bodies in total/
So I’m repped out, spittin’ ‘til my hood immortal/
While your president send us through a hell bound portal/
I’mma keep street sweeping; when I speak, heat spark out/
3rd illest city in the world when it’s dark out/
Catch you slippin’ right in-front Winn-Dixie when you walk out/
I sеrve bass, blowin’ on detonation/
I servе bass, while you on vacation/
While my kids can’t eat, while my meds ain’t taken (uh)/
I serve bass on your administration/
When them kids fucked up, out of school for the summer now/
Federales sent into the clubhouse to shut it down/
Gentrifiers move into the spots that they gut us out/
Coming in, making all the money just to cut us out/
Buss it down! Fuck with the kid, I’m ‘bout whatever/
Here to hitchu with the real thru the whole Trump era/
Recognize I’m focus, I got the people on my back/
And I got them livestream on my phone in case them po’ po’ ratatat (uh)
JCKIE got that bass! Cut+Sew we be the shit/
And I fuck with that Cloud Bounce cause I be lifted when I spit/
Boxed in that chocolate city, don’t know whatchu’ gon’ get! (uh)/
So I’m killed 2nd Lining in an Instagram clip/
I serve bass! Like a natural disaster (uh)/
I serve bass! Revolution on camera/
Since the poor eat cake, since the rich spill batter (uh)/
I’mma serve bass slinging #WHITELIVESMATTER/
Anti-Black? Wake up with a dick in your mouth/
A bunch of real niggas kicking in your senators house/
That’s a nice tax break; I want a bigger amount!/
I’m trying to liberate the people ‘fore the internet’s out/

[Hook]

Fuck the cops, imitators & the government/
Cause I’m a 9th Ward Nightmare, you can see me right here/
Stand like a man for a couple hundred light years/
Eyes bloody red, til the heavens see me dead/
Fuck the cops, imitators & the government/
Cause I’m a 9th Ward Nightmare, you can see me right here/
Downtown to the Kenner City, I’mma strike fear/
Eyes on glow, see the power in me soul/

[Verse 2]

If they don’t know, I’mma let ‘em know how it fucking go/
Horror stories going on outside of your screen door/
Homie lost his life from a Fentynol overdose/
Better watch your step, niggas live they life on overload!/
No real love for the spots tourists don’t go/
They checking on none of them junkies in-front the corner store/
Shout out Joey Gunz, shout out Tigga, shout out Ching & Blaze/
I’m beside myself, I got that flamethrower aimed/
I ain’t never sell dope! I don’t rep no gang/
I still fucked your spouse and stole your lane/
All that flossin and stunting, you can’t help your people/
I’mma bring it to your face and make you stew in my ether/
I’mma 5’10, gold-skinned, hard-bodied demon/
And I should my teeth so much, crackers think I’m gon’ eat ‘em/
Scared cause they daughter saw my fucking face and started screaming/
Cuck-boys fantasizing, want me all up in they B.M./
Gulf Coast, tell the whole map lay the fuck down/
Texas, Florida, Louisiana, Bama, Sippi got the sound/
Live from the concrete swamp, hundred blunts rolled/
Will I save my soul in America, only Lord knows/

I serve the bass, I serve the bass...