Bass

(Intro: E.greene)
ProtoType
Green money

(Verse 1: E.greene)
Just because I had a Rumble in the Bronx, they call me Jackie Chan
My homie Stan smoke packs, we call him Pakistan
Any more they'd probably think I stole my words from a book
I stole the white out the rice, so the call me the crook
It's the 'dirty' genius as the plot thickens
Sent a fiend to your house, just stealing pots out your kitchen
Cuz young stars where the games been missin'
I'm overseas fishin' with yo girl on a mission
Backwoods twisted, white tee liftin
Just take it how we give it, can't play it as pimpin
You never play around, this ain't no boiling point
So pop a bottle, better roll up a joint
Missionary style flow, cuz my shit straight up
A teacher in the weed game, get your 'Grade A' up
Author of my own book called 'Young hungry ready for war'
Come play the game and I'll settle the score, yeah

(Chorus: DashieXP)
Now if the rear view mirror don't shake
That mean the beat ain't got enough bass
That mean the beat ain't got enough bass
That mean the beat ain't got enough bass
If the rear view mirror don't shake
That mean the beat ain't got enough bass
That mean the beat ain't got enough bass
That mean the beat ain't got enough bass

(Verse 2: DashieXP)
First of all, allow me to introduce myself
Dashie is my name and music is my wealth
My goal is to be the hottest one on the shelf
The rhymes are the punch but the beats are the stealth
Huh, and I ain't going soon though
So you might as well just flex like Sumos
I'ma have you wondering like 'who's those?'
Cats in the back that don't know how to act
Now the pressure is back so just act like you know
You say that you hot but you biting the flow
I don't get that, I suggest you get back before
Shadow and Sport start breaking your toes
Yall better know, I don't play games
Better act fast cuz I'm spitting out flames
It will not be the same once I enter the game
And you best believe that you will know the name