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"Here's my advice to all amateurs plannnnnnnning to give a performace:
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speak up, and keep the act moving"
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[MC Serch]
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Servin the role, a sole step-child
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Talk of C.C. or keep sleepin
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While wakin up to noise of 3rd B-A-S-S, Bass
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Success is butter for Serch's space
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Spoken slang gets played like the lottery
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Your lyrics are incorrect, so you step to me
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lookin for the key to release that first piece
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Three times two is six, Pete is one-three
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I'm the other half, known as the other trey
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Tourin to wild screams, the Third Son's born
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Swarm to the lyrics cause Serch is your father
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Screaming "Hey Ladies," why bother?
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* DJ Richie Rich cuts "How can you be so stupid?" *
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[Pete Nice]
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Sons, slim ones flee from the 3rd
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Words, spoken, a silver spoon stuck in the throat
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Young useless, lyrically careless
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Rhyme revolves around modes of mindless
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If everyone spoke of stick-up, it's pick of a Beast'
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prone to a lick of a waste
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Taste the flav' of the original
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Orphaned trio, abandoned by lyrical
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Through us, the echelon exposed with the roll with no soul
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Counterfeit style, born sworn and sold
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out with high voice distorted
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If a Beast' to wish play fetus, I'd have him ABORTED
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* DJ Richie Rich cuts "How can you be so stupid?" *
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[MC Serch]
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Put to bed, three kids to a third track
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Cap the front and grip, when they heard that
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the crew from the L.Q. stepped to the Club Mars
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Shook the Beast' and soon to be dubbed stars
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Starring roles stone-faced from the brothers
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Ludicrous whining, meaning when the others
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stand by em, while they take the fall
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The Beast' now lives in the Capitol
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Record wrecks sets, Def Jam a true wrecker
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The label is nothing but MC Black'n'Decker
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Three boys buggin to the A.M.
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You step to the Serch and I slam!
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* DJ Richie Rich cuts "How can you be so stupid?" *
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[Pete Nice]
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Negative mind, paid as snakes who can't rhyme
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Play the dude? It's sucker time
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I stand I take a bust in my nut
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and gave birth to three bastard sons
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A record label, a King to 4th letter
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Passin phases, non-legitimate trendsetters
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Pop figures, who figured they'd get paid
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Exploitin art the black man made
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Played out hardcore flaws, step to stage
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Your biggest fan, nine years of age
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Broke out cause the swindler took your ducat
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No talent on the tune, you might as well SUCK IT
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* DJ Richie Rich cuts "How can you be so stupid?" *
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[Nice] Yo Serch, you know about that slum I'm speakin on?
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[Serch] Word is bond Pete, school em!
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[Nice] You know about that silver spoon havin
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buckshot acne showin, L.A. weak-ass sellout
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Non-legitimate, tip-doggin, Jethro pseudo intellectual
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Dust-smokin, pretty boy playwrite posin
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Folks wiggin, whinin annoyin Def Jam reject devil
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White bread no money havin slum village people clonin
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step children!
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[Serch] Sam Sever, serve the rest
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Yo Sam, sc-hool em!
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"He is stupid, but he knows that he is stupid
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and that, almost makes him smart.. let's listen"
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* DJ Richie Rich cuts "let's listen" *
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Sons of 3rd Bass
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| 3rd Base |
