Luyện nghe bài hát The Basement

Featuring heavy d rob o lover and dida

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

From the not what am i write simple i can do this
Like popeye to brutus i'm host like a stewardess
Fly with the hi jackin fella
So prepare for landing and crash into a

Bodies in the buddha cloud, misty in the
Like a show all nights, a figure in a lagoon
With pete rock, the complete lock and beat
Now all the heffers wanna dangle on my *errr!*
Down by the dungeon with the cracks on the
Buffoon i'm like a mink while you're soon to pimp a stole
Vocal arrangement, ready set to hit the
But not before the kid leave the

The basement, put the in grand
Here my man
My brother. lover, get wreck cousin, c'mon

Call me the grap lover, yes, the younger soul
Keep your 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 party saviour
all the honies, eyes sharp like a razor
I kick a step, you're soon to discover
Yo, that's the kid from "mecca and the brother"
Yeah in a while i be with cl on the dl
Or i flow pete, and find my placement in the basement
The basement, yes where the beats and the rhymes
Peace i gotta go, out the door of the basement

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

tock tick, things are gettin - thick
Here comes the heavster, and i know it 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
and grands, so make room for the big man
I walk the in peace and i'm never strapped
But i know a crew of young gunz that'll send you
So easy it on the dl
Peace to rock, and the mecca don cl
Heavy d's on this track, you know there's no replacement
Peace signin off, check one two straight the basement

from the basement
I'm you now, kid
It's fat
I wonder who this is up?

but not least, the backbone of the wig out
Freestyle, crazy hardcore, no
Speakin, upon where i dwell the dungeon
All over the u.s. states, even
present, black to the future

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

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

Ali-kazaam, you'll never guess i am
Motto is that nothin ever changes but and kicks
To stacks of breaks life pays when
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 columbus hill, a left
And get fixed, the ghetto chicks got flicks
Of me stacks of kicks, my joint's lovely
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 an eagle, a seagull
Always somethin, like snoopy, the beagle
People, grab a hold of the sound
Hard, snatchin raw off the shelves
Blowin up spots from to state
I'm comin to but you just can't wait
Check the station, for at six-block
Uno here, to put in the mix
I get deeper oceanography
Thinkin of shit, like psychology
So speak the piece, then like grease
The beat is fat, but the rhyme is obese in the

In the basement, is where i
Check the swell
Cause i am, crazy funky, cl smooth
My man?, rob-o, g-r pah
The heavster, my grap lover
Everybody. out, can't hear it*