Sons Of 3rd Bass - 3rd Bass

"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, Bass 
Success is butter 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