People Under The Stairs - The Strand lyrics

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People Under The Stairs - The Strand lyrics

[Verse 1: Double K] The flow is 2AM, I'm at it again Me and the beat tight like a pad and the pen Juice and gin, tell 'em again, money is in On your fright night, no one can contend Just give me a windbreaker and I'm off in the night Rap burglar, murdered the first herb Who claiming they never heard The rhyme giant defiant, I do it my way Hydroplaning on the highway, leaning sideways Crime pays, these rhymes slay, leave 'em in the dust Like the angel of music in George we trust Rhyme pattern ridiculous, the conspicuous Locced out, spoke out They rushing the stage to get choked out Hotter than d**h Valley in the summer ya b**h Make a wish, blow it out, I'm the re-up in a drought Mix the stout with a lager powered up like a lozenge See me on the news when I silence your favorite blogger Blam, one shot knock knock him out the box And I'm off to the land at the strand [Verse 2: Thes One] Study the flow of free speech like Francis Bacon You're tuned in to genuine history in the making When will the P stop, nobody knows I construct prose with the [?] that my tenure bestows Close captioned you see what I'm rapping Right on the screen like a limousine Commercial my Rap City between the blue and red It's life in my routine city But being dead is just the next step And so life's great several, prenatal Success is not final, failure is fatal So I wake up everyday with the pen and play like potato And coming straight out the underground I parlavor with all my fans and find a common ground That's real, we press it on vinyl, it can't be k**ed If you throw it away, eternity rocking the land Feel it 'til I'm refound or reground you never know We're infinitely larger than a Datpiff download Just 1-0-1-0 binary [?] are very different From the heroes from rap you think he is the present but I'm still here, he's still here, we still drink beer And take it to the stage at least half of the year So when you Double and Thes on Southwest Getting drunk with no baggage in the overhead Just throw up the funk 'Cause it's not dead in fact it's very alive Now the OGs with OG Kush Blow out your Soundcloud on the strand