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Crown Ones【Crown Ones】《Crown Ones》是People Under The Stairs演唱的歌曲，收录于专辑《Stepfather》中，发行于2006年4月18日。
基本介绍歌曲：Crown Ones
语言：英语
发行日期：2006-04-18
歌手：People Under The Stairs
所属专辑：Stepfather
Crown Ones - People Under The StairsDig the underground sound like an approaching earthquakeGolden State's plate vibrate eights you chumps shakeWe rock Crown City; the sound get down with itSwing the scepter's soul the jesters know they bit itI see them smile through argyle and good humorBut them ice cream 16 bars are rap tumorsBut yo yo ? Ruminate cause things are getting great nowHop the lake jump a train just to checkmateHow we make a pawn take a long pause and ain't no moving backOne square at a time dropping dimes on the white and blackAnd we stay the course on this high horse moving in big "L"sShe may have a one track mind but she's selling sea shellsBig power like "D" cells we retail the unexpected; a little this, little thatRecipe's perfected so if you see the hat then get set, Double-K, rap breathing down your neckIt's the "P", the funky lone-star strangersGo for your buds; we in the house, there's dangerTell the DJ to screw it, slow your body on downParty on to the last word I mention the tensionAll hip-hop, in back is the bass, droppin'Under the street light coppin'The funk now tell me what's upWe on the mixtape, and do it for a fixed rateGetting straight to it, no foreplay, just floor-playSo take your shoes off and thank your new boss, the workout gymThe brother ain't slim, but I'm the thin line between funking and frontingCome to your jam, eat the chips, grab the mic Double splitting and rip. （heh heh, yeah, right）"There ain't no half-stepping," that's what I told Big Daddy KaneAnd I'll bet you somewhere, it's still stuck in his brainYou can't forget it, it's a given, and we're taking it backLike Pack Jam, you'll be like, "That jam was pumping."Old ladies be like, "That boy's soul hold's something."Latin brothers say, "Oído le, and let the jam play."It's a down one, so when you see me walk upAnd crown one, you can crown one （you can crown one）You can't take the crown. Maybe from someone else, but not me. （x2）Can't mess with these heavyweights, twisted for the track and lateYouth Explosion back cover made the funk levitateYou were posing like, "It's cool." Dude, we went and rocked your schoolMaster tools like Mr. K le catery the parlez-vous Money making microphone, Maaco paints the PlymouthCatch a vibe like Earl Scheib spray them till we finish itBody shop and body rock and block party charactersThose seeming scared of the "P" are non-perilousCause he's the terrible terrorist tearing through your cannabisAnd Thes old man handled those grandstanding Los AngelesProducers. They're superconductors with bumper cropsGrow them like I5 high-fives, brothers call them "? props."Talk a lot but check to this like RCA puppiesWe rock it for you ghetto fresh, we rock it for you yuppiesYou talk a lot but check to this like RCA puppies… （we rock it）That's right, dog（huh, check it out）It's the return of the one nation under a groover. （mm hmm）The young girl sootherThe baby bad ?. （alright）I'm down with the maneuver, do it right to leftThe hero in stereo, some call me ImperialThe baller without a 64 ImpalaI can take the picture on a dollar, flip it, turn it make it holler backYoung and microphone thugging, come off that rapYou're a BG tripping, and we them OGs buggingLoving every minute of it, wouldn't put nothing above itPut them folks upstairs so they can feel the bass boomGive the ladies waist room, wind up your boom-boom Brought the funk out the tomb for the "Resurrection."Thes One and Double K of the 808 sectionWe arrange and conduct, you get the finished productJumping off the shelves, be the jam of the yearThe "People Under the", stand clear it's a world premiere（Uh!）You can't take the crown. Maybe from someone else, but not me. （x4）