Intro People Under the Stairs

([Soulful vocals in background])
[Man #1:] Are you on dope?
[Man #2:] Yes
[Man #1:] What kind?
[Man #2:] Musical dope
[Man #1:] You get high?
[Man #2:] Yes
[Man #1:] Offa' what?
[Man #2:] Music
[Man #1:] Are you on a trip or something?
[Man #2:] Yes
[Man #1:] What kind of a trip?
[Man #2:] Music...
([Soulful vocals sample:] Life!)

[Thes One:]
The People Under The Stairs are back with the win
All city called in, touring like a Griswold
Made it back safe, made the track laced tasty
Scoped out your album and the time that you waste, G
I'm hasty, your keyboard tracks, they don't phase me
Digging through the crates for some gems that amaze me
A musical represent, my LA environment
Porch sitting, beat making, writing rhymes, getting bent
Took the time to combine, me and big Mike rhyme
Make our own beats, fill the streets with the lifeline
Lifelong, through the strife times, I'mma write songs
Three albums deep and couldn't stop if I had a
Calmness with this, my life drama, end quote
I used to be a fan, but with time, I lost hope
So I took the problem in my own hands
Now I'm looking through the scope
With the musical dope, to please fans