Pete Rock And Cl Smooth - The Basement Lyrics
[pete rock]Ahh yeahh!! feel the funk bay-beeee!!Thats right, this is called the basement!And my man cl smooth kick it for you like this..[cl smooth]From the heights, not what am I write, simple I can do thisLike popeye to brutus, Im your host like a stewardessFly with the neighborhood hi-jackin fellaSo prepare for landing, and crash into a cellarBodies in the buddha cloud, misty in the tuneLike a show all nights, a figure eight in a lagoonWith pete rock, the complete lock and beat stopNow all the horny heffers wanna dangle on my *errr!*Down by the dungeon with the cracks on the wallBuffoon Im like a mink while youre soon to pimp a raccoon stoleVocal arrangement, ready set to hit the pavementBut not before the kid leave the basement[pete rock]The basement, put the funk in grandHere comes my manMy brother.. grap lover, get wreck cousin, cmon[grap lover]Call me the grap lover, yes, the younger soul brotherKeep your eyes on the prize cause you wont find anotherWhen the funk is played, the rhyme I displayQuick to bust a ditz so dont slip in the wayOf the kid, with the flavor, the party people saviourClockin all the honies, eyes sharp like a razorI kick a dance step, youre soon to discoverYo, thats the kid from mecca and the soul brotherYeah once in a while I be with cl on the dlOr I flow with pete, and find my placement in the basementThe basement, yes where the beats and the rhymes flowPeace I gotta go, grapsters out the door of the basement[pete rock]Of the basement! next we got.. a special guestI aint gonna tell you who it is..Cmon.. rap along..[heavy d]Tick tock tick, things are gettin - thickHere comes the heavster, and I know it makes ya - sick!To see a black man gettin paid on the regularCar with the cellular, fellas Im tellin yaI got plots and plans, pots and pansStocks and grands, so make room for the big manI walk the streets in peace and Im never strappedBut I know a crew of young gunz thatll send you backSo easy does it on the dlPeace to pete rock, and the mecca don clHeavy ds on this track, lettin you know theres no replacementPeace signin off, check one two straight from the basement[pete rock]Straight from the basementIm tellin you now, kidIts crazy fatI wonder who this is comin up?Fourth but not least, the backbone of the wig outFreestyle, crazy hardcore, no selloutSpeakin, upon where I dwell from the dungeonAll over the u.s. states, even londonPasttime present, black to the futureSwimmin in beats like a dolphin, so call me don shulaA raider well like art shell, crazy defenseA pro bowl with soul for local eventsThe crew name is cl smooth and pete rockHere to sail when I prevail and stare into the dockThe pimp daddy of the funk flavor, catch you laterClever like a secret agent comin from the basementThats right, crazy funkyAww my manHes crazy funky, his name is rob-o, check him out[rob-o]Ali-kazaam, youll never guess what I amMotto is that nothin ever changes but haircuts and kicksTo stacks of vocal breaks life pays whenKid said, pete makes beats in the basementCold hit, the pavement, over to the chill sideThe real side, the 7-7 hillsideI thought Id just chill, take a breathStraight up columbus hill, make a leftAnd get fixed, plus the ghetto chicks got flicksOf me stacks of kicks, my joints bumpin lovelyWalkin down the street, much props, on the ?I hear voices sayin, thats rob-odingo in the basement[pete rock]Ahh ha ha ha! hah yeah! this is funky!I can feel itMy man from the vernon, his name is di-da, make it raw[dida]Fly like an eagle, a seagullAlways into somethin, like snoopy, the beaglePeople, grab a tight hold of the soundHard, snatchin raw papes off the shelvesBlowin up spots from state to stateIm comin to town but you just cant waitCheck the station, for conversation at six-blockUno here, to put suckers in the mixI get deeper than oceanographyThinkin of crazy shit, like psychologySo speak the piece, then slide like greaseThe beat is fat, but the rhyme is obese in the basement[pete rock]In the basement, is where I dwellCheck the mcs swellCause I am, crazy funky, with cl smoothMy man ? , rob-o, g-r baby pahThe heavster, my brother grap loverEverybody.. *fades out, cant hear it*
