The Basement Pete Rock & CL Smooth (Ft. Deda (USA), Grap Luva, Heavy D & Rob Odindo)

[Intro: Pete Rock]
Aw, yeah, feel the funk baby
That's right, this is called 'The Basement'
And my man CL Smooth kick it for you like this

[Verse 1: C.L. Smooth]
From the Heights, not what, am I right?
Simple I can do this
Like Popeye to Brutus, I'm your host like a stewardess
Fly with the neighborhood hijackin' fella
So prepare for landin', and crash into a cellar (That's right)
Bodies in the buddha cloud, misty in the tune (Yeah)
Like a show all nights, a figure eight in a lagoon (Uh)
With Pete Rock, the complete lock and beat stock
Now, all the horny heffers wanna dangle on my—
Down by the dungeon with the cracks on the wall
Buffoon, I'm like a mink while you're soon to pimp a raccoon stall
Vocal arrangement, ready, set to hit the pavement
But not before the kid leave The Basement

[Bridge: Pete Rock]
The Basement, put the Funk in Grand
Here comes my man, my brother
Grap Luva, get wreck cousin, c'mon

[Verse 2: Grap Luva]
Call me the Grap Luva, 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 savior
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 C.L. on the D-L
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