Encore - People Under The Stairs

On a warm San Francisco night

Alright y’all, hope you had a good night tonight

But you know what, y’all don’t gotta go home but y’all gotta get the hell up

outta here

What’s that y’all?

Y’all want one more?

I thought we could walk away

Been up here for too long

The crowd wants an encore

We just did our last song

Let’s walk towards the light now

Man I don’t think so

Yo, I’m going back out there

Huh, pour me a drink, yo

Enough time for one more

I guess this is last call

Turn the microphones back on in the dance hall

And now it’s just Mike and Chris

As artists, we don’t age

We’re so glad you didn’t miss

The motherfuckin' gettin' on, stop

Yeah, ayo

Hardcore to make the brothers act stupid

The west coast best producers that straight looped it

I need no introduction 'less you been under a rock

Or in a rock around the block tryna lock this shit down

The opposite sound dominates the soundscape

But we been breaking brakes while Drake manscapes

He did it for the 'Gram

I did it for the hand-

Shake, tight grip with the a hundred 88's, man

Smokin' and drinkin' on a Tuesday night

I’m down with Thes One who’s stealing your bike

I’m in the weed shop, doin' the Wop

No S wack rap, then we stay on top

We drink

We rhyme

We curse

We chill

We get to the show, hand me that bill

(Everybody get the fuck up)

We jam and rock

Yo pass the j man, here comes the cops