People Under The Stairs Outrun Lyrics
Outrun by People Under The Stairs
Yeah
Remember when
We put the quarter in
Deal with the shift gear
Drive as fast and you wouldn't flip out
So what it lookin like
It's like a warm out ten to go
Counting my flows
Me and the bros
Doing damage to foes
In emmy haters on the outside lookin in
Everybody get your rulers
Let these games begin
And go out running the streets
Sun shining banging beneath
The underlying heat
Of a Los Angeles day
We're moving too fast gets breaking the sweat
Wettin' your neck rest
Up in the West where the guns go blast
Blast, I'm shooting first
Bull's eye now you'll step back
Green carpet rolling out for my prize
I got my eyes on it
With Five On It waiting for y'all to get my half
I'm dirty not rotten, I'm fresh so do the math
I take it and pass
Keep the peace, walking the streets
The last original beat loopers
Moving you like the soup was
Intended to last long
Die hard troopers who stand strong
Like Donkey Kong we chillin' at the top
And feel the wrath of the Big P
Double woogie-doogie makes you shoogie notice
Doubles the one who wrote this
You go writers get the cash but punch you
Too friendly get the penny pack
And kicking the drag on and off your sog
We keepin' it tight
Boys chilling, feeling the summer mania
Night comes the scene change
Like the Castlevania
Doing musical dope like Jim Hall and Ron Carter
Rock harder than breaks on Windfall
All in together to the futurefied sound
To the treble and bass that'll break this new ground
"rock over London, rock on Chicago"
"G. E. We bring good things to life"
Diet Pepsi uh-huh
They say Spider-Man's a junkie
Some of my homies was flunkies
I remain to keep it funky
To the night was done
But when the record stopped spinning
And everybody stopped dancing
My high came down
And I began to run
Ey yo, I'm feelin' like Webster
Tied to a balloon
Now I'm out running the mad cow
Jumping over the moon
And if I land on my hands
On a record of mine
Then I'll needle-ride the funk
And everything will be fine
And you can out-run yourself
But you can't out-gun the beat
We grand steps ahead
Repeat the people like lead
Hear what I said or what I heard
Before I say to get your radio
Embedded to the groove
Vibrations consume
All in together to the futurefied sound
To the treble and bass that'll break this new ground
"rock over London, rock on Chicago"
"G. E. We bring good things to life"
Diet Pepsi uh-huh
Remember when
We put the quarter in
Deal with the shift gear
Drive as fast and you wouldn't flip out
So what it lookin like
It's like a warm out ten to go
Counting my flows
Me and the bros
Doing damage to foes
In emmy haters on the outside lookin in
Everybody get your rulers
Let these games begin
And go out running the streets
Sun shining banging beneath
The underlying heat
Of a Los Angeles day
We're moving too fast gets breaking the sweat
Wettin' your neck rest
Up in the West where the guns go blast
Blast, I'm shooting first
Bull's eye now you'll step back
Green carpet rolling out for my prize
I got my eyes on it
With Five On It waiting for y'all to get my half
I'm dirty not rotten, I'm fresh so do the math
I take it and pass
Keep the peace, walking the streets
The last original beat loopers
Moving you like the soup was
Intended to last long
Die hard troopers who stand strong
Like Donkey Kong we chillin' at the top
And feel the wrath of the Big P
Double woogie-doogie makes you shoogie notice
Doubles the one who wrote this
You go writers get the cash but punch you
Too friendly get the penny pack
And kicking the drag on and off your sog
We keepin' it tight
Boys chilling, feeling the summer mania
Night comes the scene change
Like the Castlevania
Doing musical dope like Jim Hall and Ron Carter
Rock harder than breaks on Windfall
All in together to the futurefied sound
To the treble and bass that'll break this new ground
"rock over London, rock on Chicago"
"G. E. We bring good things to life"
Diet Pepsi uh-huh
They say Spider-Man's a junkie
Some of my homies was flunkies
I remain to keep it funky
To the night was done
But when the record stopped spinning
And everybody stopped dancing
My high came down
And I began to run
Ey yo, I'm feelin' like Webster
Tied to a balloon
Now I'm out running the mad cow
Jumping over the moon
And if I land on my hands
On a record of mine
Then I'll needle-ride the funk
And everything will be fine
And you can out-run yourself
But you can't out-gun the beat
We grand steps ahead
Repeat the people like lead
Hear what I said or what I heard
Before I say to get your radio
Embedded to the groove
Vibrations consume
All in together to the futurefied sound
To the treble and bass that'll break this new ground
"rock over London, rock on Chicago"
"G. E. We bring good things to life"
Diet Pepsi uh-huh