People Under The Stairs Time To Rock Our Shit Lyrics

[Intro]
(Freak it now)
Knights will come, be advised
They'll come for them
Be advised they'll come
Someone's sure that they'll be here

[Double K]
Yo Thes One (what up?)
Can you rock the mic?

[Thes One]
A ha ha, my mellow my man, it's like ridin' a bike
Uh, Double K

[Double K]
What's Up?

[Thes One]
Can you rock it?

[Double K]
Like ridin' a bike, but only with training wheels
So uh, shoot the gift and let them know the deal

[Thes One]
I shoot the gift like NRA members on Christmas
Morning
Warning wack MCs I dismiss like a principal

[Hook]
On the principle, our crew's invincible
Under The Stairs
In pairs auditory of your whole municipal (municipal?)
Code area, attack like malaria
Concrete jungle bundle of joy
With my b-boys
It's scary to think our tape destroys your crew's hopes (what?)
I can't cope with that, say no
Put it on a DAT, Double K
'Cause everything I say one day will be one way or another recovered in its original place
Signify I spit calligrafied verse
Petrified rock, put your g______ block in a hearst

[Thes One]
Only thing worse, Kaos bursts the eardrums, the P
Making the beats and rhymes funkally-dunkally
Fat like chunky here, but not out for radio play
Here's a crew washing the wax my mind s___e
Type A, not negative, no way
Fresh for three sixty five days
I add a fourth 'cause I leap year
I leave tracks like Amtrack
Battles the P and Superman
After that your crew will try and forget like it's goin
It's the Amistad, man bet there's no one better
I rip your crew up like a letter from the principal

[Thes One]
Chaos bursts...(Double K cuts in)

[Double K]
Remind me of my crew bad as hell
Thes One, lace the track
Like a blunt with the weird smell
n____, it's none other from the brothers with another mothership
Put the penny on the step and make sure it don't skip
Hip-Hoppin is rarest, punk
You know you wanna admit it
All these crews runnin around with wack tracks
They don't get it, they gettin' me stressed (word?)
The gettin me mad

[Thes One]
So what you sayin, Double K?

[Double K]
Just put that s___ on my tab
Don't feel like dealin' with it now
I'll deal with it later
See, the mic's in my possession
Yo, so while she cater
To the n____s that been frontin' since we first stepped in
Brought it back a couple of times
Now you give it a grin
First you tell your homey,
"Yeah man, that s___'s fresh!"
Didn't know this kinda s___ could even lurk in the west
We puttin' hair on your chest
We flow with no hesitation
Like radio stations ain't allowed on these premesis
n____s hearin' this
Late at night like domestic violece
Smackin' you the f___ up
Until we get some silence (word)
The P be like Judge Judy on the mic
Puttin' up a fight
Rollin' hard 'til the break of daylight
So next time you corny n____s wanna come hardcore
Go listen to 'Lil Kim (word...)

"What's the time? Time to rock our s___"
(Scratched until end in various ways)