Lyrics People Under the Stairs

People Under the Stairs

The Grind

Look man, we've got to think about this together. We've gotta take our

Time. You and me gonna come up with something we're gonna figure out how to

Get this running. We have to press these records. We need the money. Okay,

Let's think about this work as a TEAM and we'll come up with somethin

Alright! Let's work on it.

I never flipped keys might have sold an eigth or a dime.

I grind and hustle it always involved the rhyme

Travellin' dealin' with different zones of time.

Done work leave a hard play

We pay dues and shine

Hit the studio whoops I gotta feed my dog

Truncate the funky loop and Thes said he got a call

And retail's waitin

So no time for chasin' the spotlight

Gotta call it a early night

Gotta make sure this product's right

The label set a deadline now we on the go

The agency got a show

Wake up and catch wreck

Keep the sound correct

Lay down the vocals and the levels are next

This is what it's like in the world of a B-Boy

Maniac do the world tour car, plane, and Amtrak

I ain't a businessman but I'm the business man.

Workin' like an entrepreneur with a wealth all planned

Never had my hand out don't nobody owe me

But promoters and record labels to get me and the homie

What we came here for

But in the mean time we'll have somebody at your door

[Hey yo man yo, what's up man yo it's been three weeks you ain't returned

Our calls or nothin' so you know we just came to check this out man I mean

Where's the money at you know. You see my hand out, I ain't leavin' 'til my

Hand's back in my pocket ya dig?]

In the meantime I gotta earn one

We gotta earn one man in the meantime

I said we work hard in the meantime

And in the meantime man I gotta earn one.

I gotta earn one in the meantime

So in the meantime yeah we work hard

Hey yo we work hard in the meantime

And in the meantime man I gotta earn one

You know we stay on the go and gotta see things progressin'

And work hard like a man from the depression

Pickin' up pennies in any job I think I gotta feel the satisfaction the

Action to earn dollar.

You gotta understand that's why we floss when we spend a lot

Bustin' our backs in the studio like Tupac

And like 'Pac we got bossed by our label

But it doesn't matter the hard work is spinnin' on your turntable

So many hours man you wouldn't believe

Hangin' up the hat and the coat

And rollin' up the sleeves

Gettin' high thinkin' the clock is breathin' down my neck

There's not enough hours but so many things to do yet

Gotta catch a jet at 11 Pacific time but it's crossin' the date line

And we'll be in city by 9

The idle time on the plane's got me itchin'

Hard work is the calamari

Put the cook in the kitchen man

Let him stir it up Bringin' the new flavor

And fax the contracts with some business behavior

Believe in the beats the track record's been shown

14 years on the MPC gave me carpal tunnel syndrome man

I'm still makin' plans with my achin' hands

Stayin' up all night makin' it funky for the fans

If it doesn't earn I know we'll get another turn

'Cause we put in work like a crip burnin' the sherm

It's the P

It's the P

It's the P for you

It's the P

Check it out

In the meantime we gonna earn some

We gonna earn some up in the meantime

We be the P my brother and yes we earn ours

We gonna earn it up in the meantime

And when we earn ours we're gonna by some nice cars, and some yachts, and

Some houses, and some dogs, and some dolphins and some homies.