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People Under the Stairs

People Under the Stairs is a hip hop group from Los Angeles, California formed in 1997 by Thes One and Double K. The group has released eight critically acclaimed full-length albums and performed on every continent except Antarctica. It is estimated that the group has performed well over 1,000 sold out shows at more than 400 venues worldwide. Some of their more recognizable songs include "San Francisco Knights," "Montego Bay," "Los Angeles Daze," and "Acid Raindrops." Much of the group's lyrics relate to life in their hometown of Los Angeles. more »

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2008

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We tackle rhymes like your life lays time
We trying to get enough, we gotta fill up
Before it's all gone the song remains on
Until the beat stops

Never mind, no need to remind
You know who we be, yo it's the capital G's
Putting the P's in hip hop
Saying, hi to the ho's who wear hardly any clothes

He is looking at you
Watching you, watching me, the incredible MC
Chicks call me Mikey
(Why's that?)

'Cause I like they stare when I'm digging it
And know they wanna try they like the way I rap
They like the way I chill
Couple hours in a conversation, show 'em how I thrill

I'm a one minute man, I lick it then split it
Empty it out, fill it in like the blank and I'm out
Big Mike, that's right, give 'em something they can feel
Yo, I'm the top-ranked chief on the wheels of steel

I walk the streets of LA and feel comfortable
Me and the homie make music
And they come in with bull so next time
You got a rhyme that's blazing hot, throw it away
People Under to save the day

Sometimes it ain't timed, sometimes it can't be
This time we kick back and letcha conscious be free
The music is playing loud and we never haveta leave
We never gotta leave
(We never gotta leave)

Beautiful brown skin lady, ya move something
Montego bay style, smile from the Caribbean isle
No fronting while we pumping the beat
Audiophiles that jump in like I light up the seat

With the complete file scooters and 45s the palm trees
Red stripe nights the calm breeze
The type to relax ease back to conceive wax
And contact the origin of habitat
Two cats making fat, it's like that

With a rap similar to a pitti pat of a cat
Walking the roof to make it back to the truth
I dig crates for the late great existence of black plates
To booming the eighths on the floor

Thinking you want more
Leaving my mark like a doc mart on a wood floor
It's good for the soul like dinner witcha moms
People under the stairs the duo who drop bombs
Snares laid back like armchairs

Hit the beach I'm outta reach
So play my CD and let it teach the recipe
Half beatrocka, half tivity [unverified]
Walk a fresh breath control like Binaca

Sometimes it ain't timed, sometimes it can't be
This time we kick back and letcha conscious be free
The music is playing loud and we never haveta leave
We never gotta leave
(We never gotta leave)

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