featuring Heavy D Rob O Grap Lover and Dida
[Pete Rock]
Ahh yeahh!! Feel the funk bay beeee!!
That's right this is called The Basement!
And my man CL Smooth kick it for you like this..
[CL Smooth]
From the Heights not what am I write simple I can do this
Like Popeye to Brutus I'm your host like a stewardess
Fly with the neighborhood hi jackin fella
So prepare for landing and crash into a cellar
Bodies in the buddha cloud, misty in the tune
Like a show all nights, a figure eight in a lagoon
With Pete Rock, the complete lock and beat stop
Now all the horny heffers wanna dangle on my *errr!*
Down by the dungeon with the cracks on the wall
Buffoon I'm like a mink while you're soon to pimp a raccoon stole
Vocal arrangement, ready set to hit the pavement
But not before the kid leave The Basement
[Pete Rock]
The Basement, put the Funk in Grand
Here comes my man
My brother.. Grap Lover, get wreck cousin, c'mon
[Grap Lover]
Call me the Grap Lover, yes, the younger Soul Brother
Keep your eyes on the prize cause you won't find another
When the funk is played, the rhyme I display
Quick to bust a ditz so don't slip in the way
of the kid, with the flavor, the party people saviour
Clockin all the honies, eyes sharp like a razor
I kick a dance step, you're soon to discover
Yo, that's the kid from "Mecca and the Soul Brother"
Yeah once in a while I be with CL on the DL
or I flow with Pete, and find my placement in The Basement
The Basement, yes where the beats and the rhymes flow
Peace I gotta go, Grapster's out the door of The Basement
[Pete Rock]
Of the Basement! Next we got.
