BASEMENT BUBBA

By Basement Guys

On Vol. 2

Released on October 3, 2025

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[Intro]

*Unintelligible singing*


[Verse 1]

Mess with me, don’t wanna be you

Best rhymes, yeah, definitely, yuh

Caught em like a trapper, trapper

Coughing up stories; capper, capper

Tux and golden chain; dapper, dapper

Taeghan’s bum ass lines; I’m a napper, napper

Or a laugher, laugher

Hero X; snapper, snapper

Natural born rapper, rapper

Been a rap idol, uh, Korea

Josh hits dogs, yeah, that’s the tea, yuh

Print my green, yeah, from the trees, yuh

Josh cheese been must-uh-y, yuh

Phonin’ up the Krabs; got an idea

Taeghan’s white as, mm, tortilla

World’s insane, don't listen to the media

Bite my hand while I’m the one feeding you

Motherfucker’s can’t handle me bruh

Call ‘em up like Mamma Teresa

Ring ring, ring ring, mm, yeah, nice to meet you

Konst’ can suck my feet, yuh

Y'all poor bastards want a feature?

Taeghan take a shower, lookin’ like a creature

Commandos, Commandos

Feelin’ like a playboy; Bando, Bandos

Sponsoring Mando, Mandos

Firing ammo, ammo

Brother got a noise ring; emo, emo

Just bought a banjo, banjo

Childish; Lando, Lando

Fazbear Freddy’s Pizzeria

Blew up the house, that’s history, yuh

Dragging The Linker; it’s no mystery, yuh

Taeghan’s verse just sounds like diarrhea

Can’t fucking rap ‘cause how big your toe is

Why you think you can diss me when you’re at your lowest?

Josh says the n-word, like Spider-Man: Lotus

I know I’m balling, I didn’t think you’d notice

So much build-up, your dick is in mitosis

Conquering that ass, like Christopher Columbus

Imma teach you how to rap, so listen up and focus

They love Eric’s rhymes, but I’m the one that wrote it

Rapped so many songs; this my Magnum Opus

They want Taeghan on this song, but he jerkin’ to Lolbit


[Verse 2]

I- I- I pour the drank in the Baja

And I be swervin’ them potholes

I don’t give a fuck ‘bout: your momma, your papa, your daughter; I just want the commas

One-five-six in my room, like Osama

Nate, what’s the name of Obama?

Caught me in his house; fuckin’ your momma

Me and Josh; five dollars; Monster Guava

I’m on the come up, like I fucked on my back

Smokin’ this shit ‘cause this shit is my crack

Josh, bend over and show me your crack

Nate bent over and then he got cracked

KD, Kraft Dinner, yuh, cheese and mac’

Smokin’ loud in a dumpster

Saw your granny, then I dumped her

Tell your grandpa that I humped first

Osi’ D3, like Fred Durst

Pack your family in the hearse

Girl got a Glock in her purse

Fuck Xymneo; he’s the worst

Uh, yuh, yuh, yuh, what?

Call up my friend Eric Cartman

Kickin’ your ass like a spartan

Your belly yellow, like you’re Bart and Lisa

Lloyd can’t frickin’ afford a lease, yeah

Thanks for the line Josh

Banbaush, Banbaush, Banbaush

Off two litres, no fucking Wok

Fucked Nate so hard he can’t fuckin’ walk

Stimneo; can’t fuckin’ talk

Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye

Hit you with an axe like I’m Huntress

Haley, why you always leave Among Us?

(*Bark*) Steal your lunch money; you’re lunch-less

Ruby, shut the fuck up

Fuck Josh, he made the beat (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, fuck you, Josh, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you)