featuring Heavy D Rob O Grap Lover and Dida

[Pete Rock]

Ahh yeahh!! Feel the funk bay beeee!!

That's right this is called The Basement!

And my man CL Smooth kick it for you like this..

[CL Smooth]

From the Heights not what am I write simple I can do this

Like Popeye to Brutus I'm your host like a stewardess

Fly with the neighborhood hi jackin fella

So prepare for landing and crash into a cellar

Bodies in the buddha cloud, misty in the tune

Like a show all nights, a figure eight in a lagoon

With Pete Rock, the complete lock and beat stop

Now all the horny heffers wanna dangle on my *errr!*

Down by the dungeon with the cracks on the wall

Buffoon I'm like a mink while you're soon to pimp a raccoon stole

Vocal arrangement, ready set to hit the pavement

But not before the kid leave The Basement

[Pete Rock]

The Basement, put the Funk in Grand

Here comes my man

My brother.. Grap Lover, get wreck cousin, c'mon

[Grap Lover]

Call me the Grap Lover, 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 saviour

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 CL on the DL

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

[Pete Rock]

Of the Basement! Next we got.