People Under The Stairs - Flex Off lyrics

[Intro] Flex off the sounds that I'm pumpin' [Double K] We ride the rhythm, the fresh is what we give 'em And Thes deliver the funk, the bump in the trunk Down the highway known for doin' things my way We jump on stage for the jump off and leave with a high pay We'll take some money orders just for greenbacks For mean raps And [??] said it was off the meatrack So heed that Word to the brother, the vanglorious one Notorious for hittin' the shorties and making 'em come Up out that purse I spit a hot verse and make 'em pay for it The brother with the sly voice, no way you can ignore it I should have been a pimp Cuz I keep the people tapping feet on the concrete I get the loot and hit the swap meet And buy a brand new LA hat to go with that there The fat Fred Astaire case rocker the weed crocker[?] So next time you see somebody pumpin' it up Tell em all about the P and how we summons the funk Because... [Thes One] The only thing I know I truly own is my time So I'ma make the most of it and travel with this rhyme The Earth is getting smaller with solid matter, a shine From the solar to lunar radio tuners[???] Send the block broadcast across the Pacific Skip a rock, leavin' audio waves to ripple [co*k?] style is simple mainly rip a couple of clubs Then me and Double Pump droppin' rhymes rippin the dubs The Crockett and Tubs, doin' their thing jump on the plane Promoters proud, sobbing like the end of Purple Rain Train civic-minded Frank Lloyd Wright Rhyme designed to let your Bright mind protect the life line of predecessors We the west coast professors study lessons of the yesteryear Couldn't drop the baton with technical and [??] ear It's on like a pot of green sleeves People here still shining like we hanging off the chain Like a chandelier [Double K] We watching the sound and breaking it down I said the people of the P when we come to their town We gettin' live just to survive Not letting it be know. The facts will be shown This music is so grown man We the baddest six-figure endeavor Since Tougher than Leather Since the guy made 'em clap to this Now I'ma pa** to Chris and let him rap to this I let the man rap to this [Thes One] There was a black man, a brown man, and some hip-hop fans The hip-hop fans knew they were dope It took the black man and brown man three years to lace the sound But the fans, now they never lost their hope Now when this dude drummin' stepfather with the illest tune[?] Comin to illest summoning the realest rhythm and the rhyme To feel that time is [???], just chill With the P flexin still[???] and blow your mind [Outro] Oh well excuse me, we came to funk you Welcome to station W.E.F.U.N.K We funk, and we pump, as you already know We came to steal the show Good grief, thief, yeah Hey, well lookit here We a slave to the rhythm right Pickin' cotton out of pill bottles Hey Thes One, I think they hear that funk Make 'em stop their foot Now we hear everybody jammin' and its cool We don't like it And we give you this to stomp your foot Go ahead stomp your foot, can you hear it? Sounds like a heartbeat Yeah, sounds real good, don't waver y'all W.E.F.U.N.K., we funk