Derelicts Of Dialect - 3rd Bass
The great will always soar, above, the mediocre They create, while others destroy [Pete Nice] Never had a wasted mind, had the time Erectin rhyme I cause gifted lines The flows I knows puts the papers in pockets Swings of things, observed in my sockets In ten spot I got stacks of LP wax Couderoy slacks, loops and sales tax On the racks but my label is Derelict Spic-n-Span I slam, it's balls you lick Ill missions, but doin us ain't even simple Stereotype the rhymer as a criminal Subliminal I put a noose on the necks The sinister signs of my rhymes is sex .. [MC Serch] Smooth, set-up so slick as I set to move, all the great masses Asses bounce to track that is all in I'm droppin my quarter, I'm placin my call in to my crew that's down with the street trends Play around and you'll fall off the deep end I heard your hooker she likes to do knee-bends But I got a girl, so I called up three friends And they called three friends (and I called three friends) And so on, and so on, and so on.. So go on my path, and try to follow but not step for step, cause I like to sidestep You'll get swept like a broom and you'll make room for daddy White boy in New York and I can't get a cab G So take me to my rest so I guess I'll get wrecked cause I'm a derelict of dialect .. [Pete Nice] Dialect spoken, in sectional lesson The less you know, the more you gotta guess on I press on point, some sweat my jizznoint Playin themselves with the fingers the point I speak slow, I carry a fat stick Get your kneepads and reapply your chapstick St
Artist: 3rd Bass
Title: Derelicts Of Dialect