3rd Ba** - Sons Of 3rd Ba** lyrics
"here's my advice to all amateurs plannnnnnnning to give a performace: Speak up, and keep the act moving" [mc serch] Servin the role, a sole step-child Talk of c.c. or keep sleepin While wakin up to noise of 3rd b-a-s-s, ba** Success is bu*ter for serch's space Spoken slang gets played like the lottery Your lyrics are incorrect, so you step to me Lookin for the key to release that first piece Three times two is six, pete is one-three I'm the other half, known as the other trey Tourin to wild screams, the third son's born Swarm to the lyrics cause serch is your father Screaming "hey ladies," why bother? * dj richie rich cuts "how can you be so stupid?" * [pete nice] Sons, slim ones flee from the 3rd Words, spoken, a silver spoon stuck in the throat Young useless, lyrically careless Rhyme revolves around modes of mindless If everyone spoke of stick-up, it's pick of a beast' Prone to a lick of a waste Taste the flav' of the original Orphaned trio, abandoned by lyrical Through us, the echelon exposed with the roll with no soul Counterfeit style, born sworn and sold Out with high voice distorted If a beast' to wish play fetus, i'd have him aborted * dj richie rich cuts "how can you be so stupid?" * [mc serch] Put to bed, three kids to a third track Cap the front and grip, when they heard that The crew from the l.q. stepped to the club mars Shook the beast' and soon to be dubbed stars Starring roles stone-faced from the brothers Ludicrous whining, meaning when the others Stand by em, while they take the fall The beast' now lives in the capitol Record wrecks sets, def jam a true wrecker The label is nothing but mc black'n'decker Three boys buggin to the a.m. You step to the serch and i slam! * dj richie rich cuts "how can you be so stupid?" * [pete nice] Negative mind, paid as snakes who can't rhyme Play the dude? it's s**er time I stand i take a bust in my nut And gave birth to three ba*tard sons A record label, a king to 4th letter Pa**in phases, non-legitimate trendsetters Pop figures, who figured they'd get paid Exploitin art the black man made Played out hardcore flaws, step to stage Your biggest fan, nine years of age Broke out cause the swindler took your ducat No talent on the tune, you might as well s** it * dj richie rich cuts "how can you be so stupid?" * [nice] yo serch, you know about that slum i'm speakin on? [serch] word is bond pete, school em! [nice] you know about that silver spoon havin Buckshot acne showin, l.a. weak-a** sellout Non-legitimate, tip-doggin, jethro pseudo intellectual Dust-smokin, pretty boy playwrite posin Folks wiggin, whinin annoyin def jam reject devil White bread no money havin slum village people clonin Step children! [serch] sam sever, serve the rest Yo sam, sc-hool em! "he is stupid, but he knows that he is stupid And that, almost makes him smart.. let's listen" * dj richie rich cuts "let's listen" *