π©΅π - Find Baingo here https://suno.com/@baingo π©΅π - Ty for listening βββ βββ βββ βββ βββ βββ βββ βββ βββ βββ βββ Intro - Panz βββ Yeah fresh statements straight out the basement cooking for your amazement with perfect placement enslavement through beats and rhyme arrangement complaisant with me your attention as payment stay fresh make shit you've never seen so clean it's listerine but stay mean like butter bean play this game like Charlie Sheen bring all your sisters in take a look at this machine never missed a beat βββ Hook βββ Live from the basement (with the sickest arrangement) cooking for your amazement (with perfect placement) enslavement through beats and rhyme arrangement complaisant with me your attention as payment βββ Baingo βββ Ey! Live from the basement, shakin up the pavement, Imma fuckin break it as I give you the engagement, Heavenly forsaken, I'm sick of all this waiten, its overrated and I'm a little bit too impatient, You best just face it, wicked double time rhyme statements. girl I'm your boyfriends replacement, Woo! pop another rubber bubba imma bust another nutta up her rub her while she utters im a motherfucker, pumpin in the round now, plowed through the sound barrier, nothing out of bounds carry her down around to my pound town, thumpin on the ground pow, We up in the clouds wow, feelin real proud now soakin wet aroused drowned in sweat drippin off my frowned brow! You thought i was jokin, I'm super duper soakin, bringin in the smoke and you were hopin I was chokin, Throwin up the flow and I'll produce a cooler showin, bump a line of coke and I'm still fuckin goin! Give it a bitta particular point of view, runnin and gunnin we crushin everyone of you, Doin what we gotta do, you want it too, lovin and cummin its stunnin who woulda knew, pursue the fricken fools, I brought the tools i love to use, you dont get to choose. better when I went it with a wicked quickness that goes dumb and, the only sucking is from your girl im pumping when im coming on! βββ Hook βββ Live from the basement (with the sickest arrangement) cooking for your amazement (with perfect placement) enslavement through beats and rhyme arrangement complaisant with me your attention as payment βββ Panz βββ Call me a rooster Some days I feel like a golden egg producer Not a hen but a magical rap seducer I roost fancy flutes in suits on a beat that boost Then I roost on rhymes like a free throw perfect swooshed I am so sick I can't taste shit, these nasal passages are confined like a space ship Just give me a beat so I can rip apart these angels with their fake shit And even if you hate this I will blast you through the mental penship Aight... Coming to you from the other side of the ether spitting venom through a blood soaked speaker Stay optemistic and remain a deep sleeper catch the Z's like the grim reaper The beat hits a 100 degree fever when I hop on a feature I bring the lyrical heater but leave them stuck in the primordial freezer Hot like my country of origin I let the devil in to continue the procedure while I sit back and smoke the sickest reefer My words spurt and hurt like a bullet to your femoral I do it surgical, I stay away from the literal Most of this shit is meant as hypothetical But I have a suspicion none of you understand we are being comical Put a criminal on the lyrical, hell no! I won't add more on this rhyme word, fuck it, stay spiritual (This shit is biblical bruh) Now rock with the motion of this elevating rap potion On this perilous rap ocean I level down as a promotion Because my themes are dark like medieval spiritual devotion I came to fuck shit up and cause a real commotion Trigger happy chappy Arabian specimen ready to blast rockets at fools given the slightest notion Just like the King of the hood I question the best of the best like any skeptic would Fuck I'll reserve this devils tongue for the collective good Y'all are defective goods got me popping blind shots at collective heads Some of you need some head and an introspective look You're just a pawn being camped at your spawn while I channel the rook Now if you don't mind taking a fat L go ahead and suck on my hook (Like that) βββ Hook βββ Live from the basement (with the sickest arrangement) cooking for your amazement (with perfect placement) enslavement through beats and rhyme arrangement complaisant with me your attention as payment βββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ Β© Panz/Baingo 2026 All Rights Reserved All lyrics written by Panz/Baingo Musical arrangement by Panz/Baingo Studio composition and edits by Panz βββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ


