Artist: Fat Joe f/ Nick Shades Album: The Darkside Vol. 3 Song: Bass Typed by: Gemini_20502K@Yahoo.com [Intro: Fat Joe] Yeah! Uh! Uh! [Verse One: Fat Joe] I hate when niggas tell their stories talkin when they use to have it Me I gotta get it I get money have it I grew up livin savage ain't no need in goin backwards Unless you talkin Biggie and +Hypnotize+ that's a classic My life story nothin short of monumental The way I work the max I got a golden m emblem Some would say a legend I'm aight with movin kilos Three on the neck a couple more for my amigos Trap jumpin Michael Jordan Carolina Tarheels Pumpin that sick pasta shit that have you doin cartwheels Different kinda bounce slained niggas might not recover Face of death row I ain't talkin +Vibe+ cover But since you talkin 90's that was me with the chainsaw I'm just tryin to see if the beef would remain raw I just want the pussy and, please don't save more And quit askin question 'bout what the AK for? I stick it out the window start blastin it Bullets flyin niggas duckin like it's classic shit Speed off right after I heat up your girl's car Last thing you wanna hear is +Worldstar+ [Chorus: Fat Joe] (Sample) The fiends want (Bass) So I feed 'em (Bass) Not an 808 (Bass) They want that free (Bass) The fiends want (Bass) So I feed 'em (Bass) Not an 808 (Bass) They want that free (Bass) The fiends want (Bass) So I feed 'em (Bass) Not an 808 (Bass) They want that free (Bass) The fiends want (Bass) So I feed 'em (Bass) Not an 808 (Bass) They want that free (Bass) [Verse Two: Nick Shades] My nigga Crack unleashed a G to change the game man So I'm a drop this gem to let these rappers know it's time to change they gameplan Supply the bass 'cause I'm the flame man The catalyst to spark you for it's visions make you use this thing more passionate Paper advocate dog ain't it crazy hop through many acts of savage sacrilege I got the sand man let it go from all the bad I did Then come up on a thing of sacrament That's an omen so your boy on Terror Squad ain't no accident Cannabis got me chasin after mo' bread Young nigga 20 with the knowledge of an old head Infrared beams get your dome fed Pass lucks for actin up, watch you fade away for not backin up I crack a dutch every hour on the dot When my menu is we plot, more methods of collectin to the day I cop the spot On an island with a model that can't stand to wear a top I'm a hustler 'til I drop [Chorus: Fat Joe] (Sample) The fiends want (Bass) So I feed 'em (Bass) Not an 808 (Bass) They want that free (Bass) The fiends want (Bass) So I feed 'em (Bass) Not an 808 (Bass) They want that free (Bass) The fiends want (Bass) So I feed 'em (Bass) Not an 808 (Bass) They want that free (Bass) The fiends want (Bass) So I feed 'em (Bass) Not an 808 (Bass) They want that free (Bass)