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People Under the Stairs - The Cat Lyrics


Just about ready to do that thingJust about ready to do that thingJust about ready to do that thingJust about ready to do that thingIt's the beat bumping, late night 4 AMFreeway anthem, full tank of gasPass others up, now alone on the road and keep goinIt's how I feel on the steel when I start flowin'Verbs not slowin', They showin' the P can get betterIn fact I ran a beat on track for varsity letterEarn, burn acetates, cold rockin' the showsMake Latinos slam down the dominoesDouble K'll pose a threat to all you '05 prosTo represent the land west where the sunset grows(if you go like I go) Then you best to move fasterCause we been rockin' since the days of black scratch mastersNow it's all in different colors, yo that's cool to meMinority if y'all can still get down with the PWho didn't make a beat gay for radio play so you could feel itYou in Walmart and see our CD, then you should steal itYou could deal it on the corner with a sack and a brew(I'm gonna go down) We do the doAct dumb, drink beers with bums, dig through the cratesLookin' for plates and crusty girls with static that jamLike the rusty semi-automatic weight in your handSpread gold 'cross the land like Midas owning a farmThes One put the arthritis in your tone-arm when I'mJust about ready to do that thingJust about ready to do that thingJust about ready to do that thingJust about ready to do that thingThe backseat and I'm wise guyTrouble we brew up, real slowThe baselines is tough like three fliesIt used to be three guys, but now it's only twoRollin' up and down the coastThe funk'll have you comatoseYou probably seen us on stage or wildin' at a discotecUp and down, any form of fast we love to catch repAnd I'mma put that on my drunk drivin' homie cool MikeAt any time cause my rhyme and wind'll good bindIt's like vodka and Nyquil, a dizzy overkillThe vibe'll put you in shockLike quick set, we got it lock-d downUS bound like the players in '74I know you paid at the door but we bout to give you moreCause we rich in flavor, plus we ya saviorsOf ordinary underground rap music, (Word)It's time to lose it and your bitty come to kick it with the duoIt ain't ______ ________ _______ for the two brothers that you knowWho stay solid gold, moving ya in the airEverybody in the house give it up for the strange pairWe from beachy to bike, word you know that's rightAyo Thes, pack up the records, lock it up for the nightI would say that I'm out, but there's a song after thisSo uh, I'll see you later

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