The Basement (地下室) (LP版) - Pete Rock/CL Smooth Ahh yeahh Feel the funk bay-beeee That's right this is called The Basement And my man CL Smooth kick it for you like this From the Heights not what am I write Simple I can do this Like Popeye to Brutus I'm your host like a stewardess Fly with the neighborhood hi-jackin fella So prepare for landing and crash into a cellar Bodies in the buddha cloud misty in the tune Like a show all nights a figure eight in a lagoon With Pete Rock the complete lock and beat stop Now all the horny heffers wanna dangle on my *errr * Down by the dungeon with the cracks on the wall Buffoon I'm like a mink While you're soon to pimp a raccoon stole Vocal arrangement ready set to hit the pavement But not before the kid leave The Basement The Basement put the Funk in Grand Here comes my man My brother Grap Lover get wreck cousin c'mon Call me the Grap Lover yes the younger Soul Brother Keep your eyes on the prize cause you won't find another When the funk is played the rhyme I display Quick to bust a ditz so don't slip in the way Of the kid with the flavor the party people saviour Clockin all the honies eyes sharp like a razor I kick a dance step you're soon to discover Yo that's the kid from "Mecca and the Soul Brother" Yeah once in a while I be with CL on the DL Or I flow with Pete And find my placement in the Basement The Basement yes where the beats and the rhymes flow Peace I gotta go Grapster's out the door of The Basement Of the Basement Next we got a special guest I ain't gonna tell you who it is C'mon rap along Tick tock tick things are getting thick Here comes the Heavster and I know it makes ya - sick To see a black man gettin paid on the regular Car with the cellular fellas I'm telling ya I got plots and plans pots and pans Stocks and grands so make room for the big man I walk the streets in peace and I'm never strapped But I know a crew of Young Gunz that'll send you back So easy does it on the DL Peace to Pete Rock and the Mecca Don CL Heavy D's on this track Letting you know there's no replacement Peace signin off Check one two straight from The Basement Straight from The Basement I'm telling you now kid It's crazy fat I wonder who this is coming up Fourth but not least the backbone of the Wig Out Freestyle crazy hardcore no sellout Speaking upon where I dwell from the dungeon All over the U S states even London Pasttime present black to the future Swimmin in beats like a Dolphin so call me Don Shula A Raider well like Art Shell crazy defense A Pro Bowl with soul for local events The crew name is CL Smooth and Pete Rock Here to sail when I prevail and stare into the dock The Pimp Daddy of the funk flavor catch you later Clever like a secret agent coming from The Basement That's right crazy funky Aww my man He's crazy funky his name is Rob-O check him out Ali-kazaam you'll never guess what I am Motto is that nothing ever changes but haircuts and kicks To stacks of vocal breaks life pays when Kid said "Pete makes beats in The Basement" Cold hit the pavement over to the chill side The real side the 7-7 hillside I thought I'd just chill take a breath Straight up Columbus Hill make a left And get fixed plus the ghetto chicks got flicks Of me stacks of kicks my joint's bumpin lovely Walking down the street much props on the centeryell I hear voices saying "That's Rob-O'Dingo in The Basement" Ahh ha ha ha Hah yeah This is funky I can feel it My man from the Vernon his name is Di-da make it raw Fly like an eagle a seagull Always into something like Snoopy the Beagle People grab a tight hold of the sound Hard snatching raw papes off the shelves Blowing up spots from state to state I'm coming to town but you just can't wait Check the station for conversation at six-block Uno here to put suckers in the mix I get deeper than oceanography Thinking of crazy sh*t like psychology So speak the piece then slide like grease The beat is fat but the rhyme is obese in The Basement In The Basement is where I dwell 404

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