Plunken
People Under the Stairs Lyrics


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With the electric soul shock, body rock and rolling
Take a David T walk to that corner liquor store
And mama wants a new pack of George Benson & Hedges
They mentholated
To all my P fans I'm glad you waited
We graduated from paying dues to sitting on the porch
Brothers playing the blues in search of more pews
To fill up the funk church
The masses massive tabernacle it cracklely wax
To sample the man full of holy drums
(You guys are rolling bums)
With swollen thumbs, we walk through slums
Find some bottle with wood done, ya

Stand up
Cool with the rhythm
Get down
Stand up
Cool with the rhythm
Get all

Yo, it's the art of fresh music not that artificial crap
That the people calling rap, yo we getting rid of that
We Rat Packing the beat, till we feel it's complete
Break beats getting discovered
Some get flipped to outnumber
The weak drum machines, don't use 'em won't abuse 'em
Getting funky like drunky
Call us the groove junkies
And we gotta have a fix every minute on the dot
Just the {drum kicks}
And we tearing up your block
You can hear it up the street
You can hear it in your sleep
Booming out the record stores while you at the swap meet
Macking to a seven feet
Crunching on a two piece
Said it'll make your day fucked up people, just trust me
We back on the three dot, booming in your ghetto blaster
Till midnight, feel right and party till you drop
Hip hop live in the flesh, keep it well dressed
Hands pushing up
Now all I wanna see you do is

Stand up
Cool with the rhythm
Get down
Stand up
Cool with the rhythm
Get all

Groove to the rhythm, something new to give 'em
I prove the rhythm choose the women like night swimming in a hot tub
And Double K got dubs
We rock clubs like Tiger Woods
Giving up funk for goods
To Howard Robinson and Beverly Wood [?]
Eating cheeseburgers with my pals, going home to lounge
In the styles of my predecessors
The B-Boy, never the less, the S, the western born
That early morn' to that yes yes y'all
Thes rock like a new clock on top of the school hall
Ringing roll call
Professor head shake, monitor the gym hall
Up taking out the fakes
With a twelve string incision
Reinvent the rhythm
The cats that's living just like us
Now envision a mathematician giving up a calculator
Ayo that's me without the funk, Double K rock the cross fader

Yo we got the whole world under surgery for funk transplants
Making music not hood so yo we don't got the look
We got bad memory, a gang of records and fans
Mad plans to keep it live with just the blink of an eye
Yeah we thought that you thought that we wasn't coming back
We turned around and smacked that clown
(Who told you that?)
We too cool for our britches, putting stitches on your zip disc
Get this, hip hop is the drug and we in rehab
Just be glad, that you don't live close to us
Then you see most of us
And we be known to bust
With no [?] junior should've learned a little sooner
It's the two forties in the tight ish running to ya
Two villains in the car chase (crash!)
Throw your roadblock of weak beats
Continuing the mission through the streets
Of the angel town
With my Steeley Dan Brown
While I groove with the rhythm, move with the rhythm
Get off with it
I'm about to quit it but before I step off it's like
"Yeah"
To the break of daylight it's right




Make y'all
"Ha ha! Rastafan you son of motherfuck!"

Overall Meaning

The song Plunken 'Em by People Under The Stairs is a tribute to hip hop music and its roots. The song begins with an electric soul shock, a body rocking and rolling to the beat. The singer then takes a walk to a corner liquor store to buy a pack of George Benson & Hedges for his mom. He is happy that the fans of his music have waited until today, as they have now graduated from paying fees to playing the blues. They are in search of more pews to fill up the funk church, where the masses gather to sample the man full of holy drums. 


The lyrics of the song condemn the artificial crap that some people call rap. The singer and his band members are determined to transform the beat of their music until they feel it is complete. They use breakbeats that get discovered, some of which get flipped to outnumber weak drum machines. The song is about the importance of music in everyday life, and the artists are determined to make the most of their talent. They are also confident that the success of their music is unstoppable, and that they can make an impact on their fans.


Overall, Plunken 'Em is a song that is about the joy of creating music, and the satisfaction that comes with creating something new and original. People Under the Stairs want their fans to get up and groove to the rhythm, to feel the beat running through them, and to keep the party going all night long.


Line by Line Meaning

With the electric soul shock, body rock and rolling
Starting off with an electric energy, body moving in rhythm.


Take a David T walk to that corner liquor store
Going for a walk to the liquor store named David T's.


And mama wants a new pack of George Benson & Hedges, They mentholated
Buying mama a new pack of George Benson & Hedges menthol cigarettes.


To all my P fans I'm glad you waited
Thanking all of the fans who waited for this moment.


We graduated from paying dues to sitting on the porch
Moving up from paying dues, now sitting on the porch.


Brothers playing the blues in search of more pews
Searching for more pews while playing the blues.


To fill up the funk church
Playing the funk music in the church to fill it up.


The masses massive tabernacle it cracklely wax
Large church filled with people and crackling sound of wax.


To sample the man full of holy drums
Listening to a man play the drums filled with holiness.


(You guys are rolling bums)
Someone is calling the group rolling bums.


With swollen thumbs, we walk through slums
Walking with swollen thumbs through the slums.


Find some bottle with wood done, ya
Finding a bottle with some wood finished.


Stand up
Encouraging someone to stand up.


Cool with the rhythm
Encouraging someone to get in sync with the rhythm.


Get down
Encouraging someone to get down and dance.


Get all
Encouraging someone to get everything they can.


Yo, it's the art of fresh music not that artificial crap
Saying their music is fresh and not fake.


That the people calling rap, yo we getting rid of that
Getting rid of the music that people think is rap.


We Rat Packing the beat, till we feel it's complete
Rat packing the beat until they feel it is complete.


Break beats getting discovered
Discovering new break beats.


Some get flipped to outnumber
Using some break beats to outnumber others.


The weak drum machines, don't use 'em won't abuse 'em
Not using or abusing weak drum machines.


Getting funky like drunky
Getting funky like being drunk.


Call us the groove junkies
Being called the groove junkies.


And we gotta have a fix every minute on the dot
Wanting to have a fix of the music every minute.


Just the {drum kicks}
Just listening to the sound of drum kicks.


And we tearing up your block
Destroying the block with their music.


You can hear it up the street
The music can be heard up the street.


You can hear it in your sleep
The music can be heard in your sleep.


Booming out the record stores while you at the swap meet
The music booming out of the record stores while someone is at the swap meet.


Macking to a seven feet
Hanging out with someone who is seven feet tall.


Crunching on a two piece
Eating some two piece meal.


Said it'll make your day fucked up people, just trust me
Saying they will make people's day messed up, so trust them.


We back on the three dot, booming in your ghetto blaster
Back on the three dot with their music booming out of the ghetto blaster.


Till midnight, feel right and party till you drop
Partying hard until midnight, feeling good about it.


Hip hop live in the flesh, keep it well dressed
Hip hop is alive and well dressed.


Hands pushing up
Hands pushing up to the sky to dance.


Now all I wanna see you do is
Wanting to see someone do something.


Groove to the rhythm, something new to give 'em
Grooving to the rhythm and giving something new.


I prove the rhythm choose the women like night swimming in a hot tub
Choosing the rhythm of the music like choosing women to swim with in a hot tub at night.


And Double K got dubs
Double K has duplicates/copies of the music.


We rock clubs like Tiger Woods
Rocking the clubs like an athlete such as Tiger Woods.


Giving up funk for goods
Giving up the funk music for goods.


To Howard Robinson and Beverly Wood [?]
Giving a shoutout to Howard Robinson and Beverly Wood.


Eating cheeseburgers with my pals, going home to lounge
Eating cheeseburgers with friends, then going home to relax.


In the styles of my predecessors
Following the styles of their music predecessors.


The B-Boy, never the less, the S, the western born
Being a B-Boy is not enough, also being a Western-born.


That early morn' to that yes yes y'all
Saying yes yes y'all in the early morning.


Thes rock like a new clock on top of the school hall
Thes is rocking like a new clock on top of a school hall.


Ringing roll call
Bell ringing for calling the roll.


Professor head shake, monitor the gym hall
Shaking the head like a professor and monitoring the gym hall.


Up taking out the fakes
Taking out the fakes from the list.


With a twelve string incision
Using a twelve string incision in the music.


Reinvent the rhythm
Reinventing the rhythm in their music.


The cats that's living just like us
People living life like the group's experience in music.


Now envision a mathematician giving up a calculator
Imagining a mathematician who is not using a calculator.


Ayo that's me without the funk, Double K rock the cross fader
Saying they are nothing without the funk and Double K is the one who rocks the cross fader.


Yo we got the whole world under surgery for funk transplants
Saying they have the whole world working to keep their funk music alive.


Making music not hood so yo we don't got the look
Making music that is not for any hood and therefore have no particular look.


We got bad memory, a gang of records and fans
Saying they have a bad memory, but they have a gang of records and fans in music.


Mad plans to keep it live with just the blink of an eye
Having crazy plans to keep the music alive in the blink of an eye.


Yeah we thought that you thought that we wasn't coming back
Thinking that people didn't believe they were coming back with new music.


We turned around and smacked that clown
Turning around and showing that clown they were indeed back.


(Who told you that?)
Asking who told them that they weren't coming back.


We too cool for our britches, putting stitches on your zip disc
Saying they are too cool to care, putting stitches on the zip disc.


Get this, hip hop is the drug and we in rehab
Saying hip hop is like a drug and they are in rehab to come off it.


Just be glad, that you don't live close to us
Suggesting someone should be glad they don't live near them.


Then you see most of us
Saying that someone would see so much of them.


And we be known to bust
Being known for doing something amazing.


With no [?] junior should've learned a little sooner
Saying that someone should have learned a little sooner without something.


It's the two forties in the tight ish running to ya
Saying it is the two buddies in clothes running to someone.


Two villains in the car chase (crash!)
Describing two villains in a car chase that eventually crashes.


Throw your roadblock of weak beats
Throwing a roadblock in front of the weak beats in the music.


Continuing the mission through the streets
Continuing the mission with their music through the streets.


Of the angel town
Referring to their city as an angel town.


With my Steeley Dan Brown
Describing the Steeley Dan Brown color in the music.


While I groove with the rhythm, move with the rhythm
Grooving with and moving with the rhythm of the music.


Get off with it
Encouraging someone to get off with the music.


I'm about to quit it but before I step off it's like
About to quit, but before they leave they have something to say.


"Yeah"
Saying 'Yes!' at the end of the song.


To the break of daylight it's right
Enjoying the music till the break of the daylight.


Make y'all
Encouraging someone to make something happen.


"Ha ha! Rastafan you son of motherfuck!"
Making a joke about Rastafan being a son of a motherfucker.




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Written by: CHRIS PORTUGAL, MIKE TURNER

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BankaIVillaIn

I can never get tired of this track.

thekerneljames

Wow.. Another gem. YUM!! Even subtleties like the D.O.C. vocal sample is perfect & sounds amazing. These dudes can do no wrong :)

Quinten

Ahhh, The sweet sound of no-autotune. Peace to all of you.

Parker Munoz

this song has the best guitar sample other than Doom's Rap Snitch Knishes

OSTeez

100% agree

MrWuTangly

I love this track. And the beat is Brilliant. PUTS is awesome. =]

David Edward

What music would you want on a desert island if you could only have one group?

For me, it's PUTS.

J q u

Exactly. 100%

OSTeez

Without a single doubt !

Jakub Jurkiewicz

this is it! 90's-like hip hop never die!!!!

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