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Produced By: People Under The Stairs
[Double K:] Check it⦠People Under The Stairs⦠Double Kâ¦
[Both:] Thes Oneâ¦
[Double K:] Putting it down⦠the way it should beâ¦
[Thes One:] For twoâ¦
[Double K:] The way it shouldâve beenâ¦
[Thes One:] L.A. styleâ¦
[Double K:] We gonna do itâ¦
[Thes One:] The West styleâ¦
[Double K:] Me and Thesâ¦
[Thes One:] Hip-hopâ¦
[Double K:] You⦠Two, oneâ¦
[Thes One:] For everybodyâ¦
[Sung sample:] Ask why and weâre be so whileâ¦
[Rap samples:] âCause Iâm rough and Iâm toughâ¦
In a b-boy stance⦠and I come from L.A. (x2⦠then scratched together)
[Double K:]
Crescent Heights city, yeah, thatâs where Iâm from
A gang of wild-ass niggas that donât back down to run
And supposed to perpetrate on bustas that we putting it down
These so-called L.A. fools that ainât nowhere to be found
I see you throwing up the âW,â but yo, Iâm here to trouble you
Of what you listening to-1-3, and thatâs 3-1-0, not 3-1-3, so get it rightâ¦
Bust it⦠yo, we makinâ dope like Hoover and Pico, move slow
Be polite and everythingâll be alright, despite what other niggas say
Yo, this where it at, them other West Coast faggots, yo, where they at?
Word to MC Ren, I showed them people that you wack
Peace to the real crews defacing walls on backstreets
In the city of set, porch, halls, and swap meets
From the school of hard knocks, the generation passed down
Kaiser Permanente, yo, thatâs where I was found
In the middle of the funk era, 'fros and dashikis
Pops was putting it down, chilling at the speakeasy
Now Iâm posting at Unity with the b-boy stance (word!)
Take a glance and keep walking, yo, you know who it is
Iâm from the motherfucking hardest-working group in show biz
If your shit ainât humping right, donât even bring it this way
You get booed off the stage, leaving town the next day
Telling your boys, âIt is aight, better luck next time
The only thing that was cool: the weed, women, and sunshineâ
Forgot to look under the stairs, yo, much more to boast about
Trying to diss and get that ass knocked out
[Thes One:]
Thes born in South America, moved to South Bay
Run with a crew from Mid-City, thatâs where I stay
Iâm from L.A., always have been, and always will be capitol
The sprawled up piece stands out like palm trees
Next to pine trees, blowing in the Santa Ana breeze
My DJâs got fame, underground Rick Dees
I am MC, so bring in funk in five minutes
I jam like the 110 in the â84 Olympics
Keep the rhyme moving like the Unity location
Rap has been my vocation
Since before the Japanese owned the radio station
Thatâs why they Fired Jay Thomas
I keep it fattened like the llama, yo, I promise
Never stop, never change, like the price at Dodger Stadium
I blow up, rock free shows at the Palladium
Afterwards, the crew Iâm taking âem to Tommyâs Burgers
Gotta be for every Los Angelino Murder
A rhyme for every burglar, Thes a well-worder
It comes together in a freeway like East LA merger
That means youâll get no pay, but I urge you
Keep ya eye on L.A. like Chuck Henry, word
You heard of someone better? Send âem our way
He get done the L.A. Way, the drive-by wayâ¦
[Rap samples:] âCause Iâm rough and Iâm toughâ¦
In a b-boy stance⦠and I come from L.A. (all scratched together)
[Thes One:]
Check it⦠everyone in my town think they got flows
Thes serve more wack MCs than waitresses at Roscoeâs
You know me, at the graveyard shift, gettin spliffed
We can take it downtown like Figueroa and 5th
And after that, Iâm heading up to El Cholo for some dinner
Bustinâ through the inner-city underground like the red line
Thinner than the line at car wash in El Niño
Thatâs you son, see no time in this locale
Underground, down, talking âbout, âYo, Iâm keepin it real!â
Iâm coming with the Walkman and tapes, not steel
Not a .22, .45, but a 9, Double O, 6
Put it on your letter to the better, lick a stamp, send it
And mail a letter to Thes, L.A. legend like Fernando Valenzuela
Yes, he never ran in a battle, yes
He be smoking beedis, watching the sun set from Sunset
[Double K:]
Ay-yo, we got rappers walking around, shook like earthquakes
Blame it on San Andreas, it was a fault you had to wait
To grab the steel, how you feel? Ainât even got skills to represent
The City of Angels, my whole team is heaven sent
Getting shit accomplished, yo, check the way we rock this
Like the Raiders in â88, fool, you canât stop us
Like gang-banging, this shitâll be banging for centuries
Imperial groups spreading like bank robberies
Over the Southland, we put the funk in your trunk
To bump hard, like 808s, sorry you had to wait
But we was digging in the crates, no fear, itâs here
Shady like MacArthur Park, donât get caught after dark
Might never come back, see, sometimes itâs like that
Some niggas carry a gat, some niggas use their head
But the smartest of the smartestâll still come out dead
Itâs true it ainât where youâre from, itâs where youâre at
But youâll still get caught up wearing the wrong colored-hat
And on that note, everybody shut the fuck up and kick it
Spliffted, whatever you do, make sure you donât miss it
âCause we coming like the end, yo, itâs just about wax
So watch out, we bringing bad luck like Wilshire and Fairfax
And itâs just like that, so check it outâ¦
[Rap samples:] âCause Iâm rough and Iâm toughâ¦
In a b-boy stance⦠and I come from L.A. (all scratched together)
[James Brown:] âFred, where you from?â
[Fred Wesley:] âL.A.â
[James Brown & others:] âUh oh, uh oh! Uh oh! Ask him where he started fromâ¦â
[Spoken sample:] California⦠(repeats)
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