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People Under The Stairs
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Time To Rock Our Shit
Lyricist:Chris Portugal, Mike Turner
Knights will come, be advised, they'll come for them Be advised they'll come, someone's sure that they'll be here Yo Thes, what, what up? Can you rock the mic? Aha ha, my mellow my man, it's like ridin' a bike
Uh, Double K, what's Up? Can you rock it? Like ridin' a bike but only with trainin' wheels So what, shoot the gift and let them know the deal I shoot the gift like NRA members on Christmas Mornin', warnin' rock MCs like isthmus like a principal
I'm the principal, our crew's invincible, Under The Stairs Impairs auditory of your whole municipal, code area, attack like malaria Concrete jungle bundle of joy with bobby-boys It's scary to think our tape destroys your crew's hopes
I can't cope with that, say no, put it on a DAT, Double K 'Cause everythin' I say will one day give away Or another recovered in it's original place Signify this straight caligrified verse
Petrified rock, put your goddamn block in a hearse Only thing worse, chaos bursts the eardrums, the P Makin' the beats and rhymes funkally-dunkally Fat like chunky here but not out for radio play
Here's a crew washin' the wax my mind space Tight A, not Navy deals, no way, pets for three sixty five days I add a fourth 'cause I leap year, I leave tracks like Amtrack Battles the P and Superman
After that your crew will try and forget like Izoin It's the Amistad, man Beckets know it better I rip it all up like a letter for the principal
I'm the principal, our crew's invincible, Under The Stairs Impairs auditory of your whole municipal, code area, attack like malaria Concrete jungle bundle of joy with bobby-boys It's scary to think our tape destroys your crew's hopes
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I can't cope with that, say no, put it on a DAT, Double K 'Cause everythin' I say will one day give away Or another recovered in it's original place Signify this straight caligrified verse
Petrified rock, put your goddamn block in a hearse Chaos bursts, my crew bad as milk That's one, lace the track like a blow with the weak smell Nigga, your stunned
Other from the brothers with another monkey shit Put the viddy on the stick and make sure it don't skip Hip-Hoppin' is realest, punk You know you wanna admit it
All these crews runnin' around with fat tracks They don't get it, the gettin' distressed, the gettin' me mad So what you sayin', Double K? Just put that shit on my tab Don't feel like dealin' with it now, I'll deal with it later
See, the mic's in my possesion, yo, so while she did it To the minmute stupid frontin' since we first stepped in Brought it back a couple of times, now, you give it a grin First you tell your homey, yeah man, that shit's fresh
Didn't know this kinda shit could be lurkin' the west? We puttin' hair on your chest, we flow with no hesitation Late radio stations ain't allowed on these premises Millions hearin' this, late at night like domestic violence
Smackin' you the fuck up until we get some silence word Keep you like Judge Judy on the mic Puttin' up a fight, rollin' hard 'till the break of daylight So next time you corny niggas wanna come hardcore
Go listen to Lil Kim, word Time to rock our shit, what's the time? Time to rock our shit, what's the time? Time to rock our shit, what's the time? ...
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