People Under The Stairs

People Under The Stairs - Ten Tough Guys lyrics

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(Double K)
 I got  ten MC's held up in a line
 Cause all these dudes told me that they knew how to rhyme
 So which one will it be that I choose to test first
 The way he grabbed the mic showed signs of a pussy and even worse
 He was talkin bout a gat that wasn't tucked in his waist
 So I ???? into the next sucka face (next)
 This fool was pretty dope  told him, keep up the good work
 Gave him a pound and a pin, moved on to this next jerk
 Hey yo, dude looked like Usher with his chest all exposed
 Bustin bout bitches he be hittin and his stupid ass clothes
 Bitch smile on his face like there were hands in the air wavin'
 But I was anticipatin with Satan to see him bakin'
 Under the authority of someone lower than me
 Started gettin tired (yawn!), skipped three, now here's the seventh MC
 Looked like a pretty cool guy, but sounded like Treach (Hay! Ho!)
 Moved around all fast screamin with weapons around his neck
 It was like a fuckin joke, me and the gang got a good laugh,
 He got all hot, tried to dulo, we beat his fuckin ass like
 (sounds of fighting)
 Number eight was a female, at least that's how I figured,
 Until it started rappin, sounded like one of my niggas,
 God damn this that, and all the guns in the world
 Harder than most niggas on the mic, even had a Jheri Curl (damn!)
 Sent her to Jenny Jones, for the little makeover,
 Told her, "be back in two weeks!" you see all I wanted to do was bone her
 Word, she's out like yesterday's six pack
 So let's get back to the last two, yo they from the same crew,
 What should we do, Thes said he knew them niggas from some open mic spot,
 They tried to gun up, got cut up, so here's round 2

 "Yea you money! I'm talkin to you!"
 "You got a battle rap? Battle me!"
 "Wassup?!"
 "Battle me!"
 "Wassup?!"

 (Thes One)
 Yo! What would you do if I could prove you didn't exist and it was true
 Like ??? solidified proof of your essence
 Of you in the spoof of your birth
 Now I guess that would lesson your worth to the dirt and the earth
 And the leaf, now I leave you alone without belief that your really here
 And assist you beneath your fear
 An endearing tear would fall if all that I said was true,
 Am I right or ???, too complex for quote
 I'll have the final say,
 Like the rope to the boat to the dock, you're not free yet, man
 You're sick, stuck, caught, sick in the head,
 Stuck to the bed, you're dumbfed
 Diseased with that mononuclear, what I look like money?!
 That latin listening to Coolio? So I ask,
 What was your mom's task when she had you?
 If fully she knew that through all of her pain
 Her baby was born without brain and insane and just plain,
 no style! No smile, your memories are worth a shitpile to me
 You believe that you're free?!! Man, free from your mom,
 Free from the man and most of all free from me but you see,
 I've caught you! My bad you don't really exist,
 So I got to, explain this so when I tell you how not to,
 You won't do it, I'm screwin your thinkin!
 I know I exist and I prove it cause I'm listening to you
 But I ask, what if God was an evil genius who only made you believe you were
 true?
 And your life was nothing man! Just a really long dream
 And when you die you'll start a whole new life, a whole new dream
 But that was just a dream, and it seems man you can't break out the cycle
 Am I crazy? Go to your church and ask your white God if I'm right though,
 Whatever he replies will be lies, we've already established this evil,
 When I'm lying, you don't exist but merely as emotion and perceival,
 Believe you'll be round tomorrow kid, yo,
 You've borrowed time with no entrance,
 And since you're a dream I can mentally put on the pinch
 And you disappear in an instant,
 Fool what?! What?!

 "nigga fuck you! You can't rap anyway"
 "We up out of here!"
 "Sucka ass niggas! Eat a dick
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: OM Records, OM Records, PUTS Records, PUTS Records

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Released in: 1998

Language: English

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