Luyện nghe bài hát The Basement

Featuring heavy d rob o grap and dida

Ahh yeahh!! the funk bay beeee!!
That's right this is the basement!
And my man cl smooth it for you like this.

From the heights not what am i simple i can do this
popeye to brutus i'm your host like a stewardess
Fly with the neighborhood hi jackin
So prepare for landing and crash a cellar

in the buddha cloud, misty in the tune
Like a show all nights, a figure eight in a
With pete rock, the lock and beat stop
Now all the horny heffers wanna on my *errr!*
Down by the with the cracks on the wall
Buffoon i'm like a mink while you're soon to pimp a stole
arrangement, ready set to hit the pavement
But not before the kid the basement

The basement, put the funk in
Here my man
My brother. grap lover, get wreck cousin,

Call me the lover, yes, the younger soul brother
your eyes on the prize cause you won't find another
When the funk is played, the rhyme i
Quick to bust a ditz so slip in the way
Of the kid, with the flavor, the people saviour
Clockin all the honies, eyes sharp a razor
I kick a dance step, soon to discover
Yo, the kid from "mecca and the soul brother"
Yeah once in a i be with cl on the dl
Or i with pete, and find my placement in the basement
The basement, yes where the and the rhymes flow
Peace i gotta go, out the door of the basement

Of the basement! next we got. a guest
I ain't gonna you who it is.
C'mon. rap along.

Tick tick, things are gettin - thick
Here the heavster, and i know it makes ya - sick!
To see a man gettin paid on the regular
Car the cellular, fellas i'm tellin ya
I got and plans, pots and pans
Stocks and grands, so room for the big man
I walk the in peace and i'm never strapped
But i know a crew of gunz that'll send you back
So easy it on the dl
Peace to pete rock, and the don cl
Heavy d's on this track, you know there's no replacement
Peace off, check one two straight from the basement

Straight from the
I'm you now, kid
crazy fat
I who this is comin up?

Fourth but not least, the of the wig out
Freestyle, hardcore, no sellout
Speakin, where i dwell from the dungeon
All the u.s. states, even london
Pasttime present, black to the

Swimmin in beats a dolphin, so call me don shula
A raider like art shell, crazy defense
A pro bowl with soul for local
The crew name is cl smooth and pete
to sail when i prevail and stare into the dock
The pimp of the funk flavor, catch you later
Clever like a secret comin from the basement

That's right, crazy
Aww my man
He's crazy funky, his name is rob-o, him out

Ali-kazaam, you'll guess what i am
Motto is that nothin ever but haircuts and kicks
To stacks of vocal breaks life pays
Kid said, "pete makes in the basement"
Cold hit, the pavement, over to the chill
The real side, the 7-7
I thought i'd just chill, a breath
Straight up hill, make a left
And get fixed, plus the ghetto got flicks
Of me stacks of kicks, my joint's bumpin
Walkin down the street, props, on the?
I hear voices sayin, "that's in the basement"

Ahh ha ha ha! hah yeah! is funky!
I can it
My man from the vernon, his is di-da, make it raw

Fly like an eagle, a
into somethin, like snoopy, the beagle
People, grab a tight hold of the
Hard, raw papes off the shelves
Blowin up from state to state
I'm comin to town but you just wait
Check the station, for at six-block
Uno here, to put in the mix
I get than oceanography
Thinkin of crazy shit, like
So speak the piece, slide like grease
The is fat, but the rhyme is obese in the basement

In the basement, is i dwell
the mc's swell
Cause i am, funky, with cl smooth
My man?, rob-o, g-r pah
The heavster, my brother grap
Everybody. out, can't hear it*