3rd Bass - Derelicts of Dialect

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
Step to this, as the Derelict reanimates
No jim hat as my mouth ejaculates
I stays mumble, I speaks jumble
Phonetics on phonograph'll prime your petrol
Retroactive, my knot scale is tipped off
I rip the head off, the Derelict stepped off
and left to show this, to those who typecast
Ill the rhyme-ass trickster or outcast
of intellect, I wreck shit with my own sect
The ace in the hole, I'm the Derelict of Dialect

..

[MC Serch]
3rd Bass, but not a bass for slidin
Foundation, for a nation who's mind is
in motion, goin in fluid
Who did you just distrust? It's Serch and I crush this
mental need for oppression
Oppressed and all vexed and just placed a suggestion
Lesson or loss enforce those in
a spot who got your head frozen
Defrost the eye and spy on the serpent
On act two, he tried to close curtain
But intermission I glimpsed and I clock more
Derelicts watch act three and the encore

..

Individuals who are never satisfied with the static standards
set by the masses -- the masses have always been lethargic
They have always opposed greatness for it is beyond them
to even.. comprehend greatness

3rd Bass - Daddy Rich in the Land of 1210

"Who's car is that?"
"Hey rock that shit homey"
"Yeah man that's Daddy's car, man Daddy Rich
You never watch him on TV?"

"What's yo' name?"
{Daddy Rich cuts up 'Daddy Rich'} "I'm back!"
"What's yo' name?"
"Back is the incredible" -> Chuck D {'Daddy Rich'}
"I'm back!"
"Back is the incredible" -> Chuck D {'Daddy Rich'}
"He-re we go.." -> Slick Rick

[Serch] Let me kick to you a fable bout my DJ Daddy Rich
[Nice] Born in Jamaica but had to make a switch
[Serch] So he packed up his 12's and he headed 'cross the sea
[Nice] Found a new rest on the road of Beverly
[Serch] That's Brooklyn
[Nice] Beatdowns, 40 dogs
[Serch] And the Brooklyn-Queens

[MC Serch]
Cool Daddy Rich is on the 1210 mix
Scratch needs a itch like a needle does a stitch

[Pete Nice]
I switch up he flips up the wax with a mixer
Bookmakers step to the Father he's a fixer

[MC Serch]
Cool to the cut, shakin butts off the ledges
Came a longer way than Benson and Hedges

[Pete Nice]
The measures and levels of rhythm and scratch peaks
Speaks with fingers, the master of Technics

[MC Serch]
Solo diesel Daddy now stands in front of you
Displayin the ills that build on the one and two

{'Check out the Master'} {'Daddy Rich'}
{'Check out the Master'}
{'Check out the Master'} {'Daddy Rich'}
..
{'Check out the Master'}
{'Check out the Master'} {'Daddy Rich'}
{'Check out the Master as he cuts these Jams' -> Run-D.M.C.}

{Daddy Rich continues to flex skills}

[Nice] DJ D.R.
[Serch] We are collectin
[Nice] the papes
[Serch] of the drapes
[Nice] of the cuts he's selectin
[Serch] Yo Pete you got a question?
[Nice] Hmmmm, yeah I got one
Can anyone ever serve the Rich?
[Serch] Hmmmm, no not one
[Nice] To spin off, spin the twelve inches
[Serch] It's a brawl that'll call both teams off the benches
[Nice] Wenches that backed up, beggin for the number
[Serch] Those Brooklyn-Queens better get the Liquid Plumbr
[Nice] Like lumberjacks, swingin an axe
[Serch] Flexin the fader with the stomach in your back
[Nice] Set tracks aside for the performer
[Serch] Induce, and now I introduce the Rich former

{Daddy Rich continues to flex skills}

[Nice] True form be givin
[Serch] Yo, drive is drivin
[Nice] Got the jizz on your lip
[Serch] Aiyyo, how you livin?!
[Nice] All hailin the master on the outro
[Serch] Can anyone serve the Richie Rich?
[3rd] I DON'T THINK SO

{'That's my man throwin down'}
{'That's my man throwin down'}
{'That's my man throwin down'}
{'That's my man throwin down'}

[MC Serch]
Aiyyo, can anybody touch you DJ Richie Rich?
{'I don't think so' -> LL Cool J}
Try to serve you?
{'I don't think so' -> LL Cool J}
Try to duplicate you?
{'I don't think so' -> LL Cool J}
Can anybody touch 3rd Bass?
{'I don't think so' -> LL Cool J}
Yeah that's what I thought too
We out.. peace..

3rd Bass - Come In

Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!
Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!
Knock knock knock knock, come in!!
Who's at my door? (I don't know but let him in)

[MC Serch]
Come in, to my cribbo, no reason you'll say ditto
No tea and crumpets, not servin you no vitals
Little one sit, I'll kick to you a fable
So recline on the recliner put your feet up on the table
Sable is a fox that's used for coats
The sable is a fable cause you bought yourself a goat
Skin all in, so ease up on throttle
No role model and your life is out the bottle
The roll of the dice on the corner of the street
You get beat, on 123rd street
Done by the system that ain't really sayin nothin new
Your kids flippin, so now what you gonna do?
Go home, hell no, she don't want you there
Why need a man or either work when there's welfare?
Oh yeah, another scam see
The government's way to destroy the family
See life is a gamble, find the ball under the shell
HELL NO, I kick two and make the dome swell
Son, that's the end I hear the doorbell ringin
And if that's your pops, tell the man to just come in

* doorbell rings *
"Oh hello dear!"
"Uahh, good morning.."
"Very well then.. suppose you come over here!
But first.."

Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!
Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!
Knock knock knock knock, come in!
{"I came in the door.." -> Rakim}

[Pete Nice]
Ask me why I wander on desert plains
I say the Cactus still grows without rain
Plain to see from my horse without a name
I set it off, still things ain't the same
A case of wasted life, inner city blues
Goods for hoods from the merchant of grooves
I move your butts but a question lingers
I look at my hands, I sees ten fingers
A finishin touch, much on the TP
Here the Three-R-D and the blind see
why I flipped and why I ain't with the Klan
Which one you say all truth and
true indeed, y'all needs a speed knot
Knothead syndrome, sets off piano drops
{* Daddy Rich cuts and scratches *}
So I please, and step with Kool Poppa Sha
Scopin every skin without a bra
On the streets, Kurious like Jorge
Why don't you make like Run and +Pause+?
Flaws in characters, scrubs get done in
I swing it open y'all, so come in

Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!
Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!
Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!
Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!
Knock knock knock knock, come in!
Who's at my door? (I don't know but let him in)
{"I came in the door.." -> Rakim}
{"I came in the door.." -> Rakim}
{"I came in the door.." -> Rakim}
{"I came in the door.." -> Rakim}

3rd Bass - Al'z A-B-Cee'z

[Alan]
A-B-C-D-E
(Wait, Alan,
may I interest you in coming over to the Giggenbush wit me?)
No no no, dis is my spot
Don't try and steal my spot
A - A is for the atrocious acts that YOU abominated and committed
A is also for ass, ate nine, eight seven and six
B B B
B is for your belligerent bitchy bottomous state of affairs bad bwoy
C is for the cantankerous condition of your character
You have no cutout
D is for the downright dastardly deeds that YOU do, dummy
Despite your degradations, +Dialect+ distributed by disc
$12.95 for record and $10.95 for tape
E - E is for the everlasting thorn in my flesh
F is for flesh itself - fuck you!
G - Get out my house
H - Homer
I - Idiot
J - Jackoff
King, King K
Alan King of MY castle
L is for the locquacious letter I'm about to lacerate your fatass wit
M - my, my, my, my, my son
Alan are you mad? The question is no
N - N is for New York City
O - oh O, oh no
You mean O oppression? Ostrich-sized oppression
P - the plague that plagued our family name bitch!
Q - quote
Don't you question your quacky quagmire within your intelligence quotient?
Unquote
R R, R - you mean R R, are you ready?
Rash ravager, rudeness, unruly rambunctious rickety
rough, rest {*snores*} resume
S - shitty, savage sacred - YOU SUCKER
T T T - you wan tea bwoy? Wake up and smell da coffee!
U - you will never understand
V - vamoose, you vicious vermin
W W {*crying*} W is for the tears.. you make me wept
X, X - X amount of times I tell you
you could have gone to Xavier to study the xylophone
Y? I don't know
Z is for zany, picture perfect like Zenith
Z is for zoom, OK, clock Z's

3rd Bass - Ace in the Hole

[Pete Nice]
Ace is the place with the helpful hardware
Prime's got a spare, it's truth or dare

[MC Serch]
Stare into the face of a kid who is a hypocrite
Take all that hate -- why don't you try flippin it?

[Pete Nice]
I never went out out drinkin Pepsi sips
and never laced up my boots in fruity bits
I ain't pretty so my fetish ain't nighthood
Cause no one wears sequins in my neighborhood

[MC Serch]
Cause my feet are firmly planted on the concrete
High-top fade, with no need for a blonde streak
Now let me chill, it's a sign of maturity
And I would never steal a chant from a Black Greek fraternity

Elvis Elvis baby, too bold, too bold
Ice Ice baby, no soul, no soul

[Pete] Last year we +Gassed+ ya up
[Serch] Now herbals fill your pastures
[Pete] Masters of movement and mayhem
[Serch] while last year record shows stopped for a racist
[Pete] Countin cards and blackjacks, throwin aces
[Serch] Places I've seen and I've seen all types of grills
[Pete] It's the K.M.D. ?? G fills
[Serch] Which builds up the fence for the fibs you're sprayin
[Pete] My ace is in the hole
[Serch] So whatcha playin?

* Daddy Rich scratches Zev Love X saying
"K.M.D. and 3rd Bass is just ace in the hole, I mean soul.." *

[Zev Love X]
That's it right? Check it
Humm goes the kick, check out how I flick it
As the thumb presses quick, suckers on the mix
and yeah the Birthstone Kid, Zev Love X
and Mr. X took a lickin, so Onyx what's the time it is?

[Onyx]
Time is to get my cocka-doodle rooster yappin
Wakin devil heads with my poor style rappin
Time is a quarter shorter that in order be sorta
tap in my line and just Knowledge me

[Zev Love X]
Eats the baby food with no bib
And ad-lib from the Reverand Rib's crib
The lesson is.. YEAHHH, some ?? true and fix
Yeah all garbage no fib
I'm talkin bout the Nubians (wake us up) the black man
No sugar sweet snacks for the sour sap
To see home, why should I have to check the maps?
The haps, is negative I give many many caps
for a heavy heavy gun, about a, ton it weighs
That keep you, bustin off for days as sure as every sucker pays
in time, tis mine
The cause is a hole where the bass is ace for rhymes

[Onyx]
Evils in my midst bound to get crushed, rushed
helps to manage, we're Kausin Much Damage
So we go on and on, word bond
Mics they got torn by the Kause long as Jimmy Cracks Corn bores
Hamhand gets no support
by the God Squad, God Body, for short call me God Born
Headnod to this like a King of Swing, thing and
check the verse I disperse, see what I'm bringin
is an ace in the hole
uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh a ace in the hole!
Yeahh.. ace in the hole?
Uh-huh, uh-huh, a ace in the hole!

[Pete Nice]
The Zev Love X (ACE IN THE HOLE)
Subroc (ACE IN THE HOLE)
MC Onyx (ACE IN THE HOLE)
To MC Serch (ACE IN THE HOLE)
DJ Richie Rich (ACE IN THE HOLE)
?? (ACE IN THE HOLE)
To Cool Poppa Sha (ACE IN THE HOLE)
My man Smoke (ACE IN THE HOLE)
To one and another (ACE IN THE HOLE)
Sig Luva (ACE IN THE HOLE)
Boogie man J Quest (ACE IN THE HOLE)
To Kurious Jorge (ACE IN THE HOLE)
And jump to Bobbito (ACE IN THE HOLE)
To the *censored* (ACE IN THE HOLE)
To SD 50's (ACE IN THE HOLE)
To G.Y.P. (ACE IN THE HOLE)
To my man Sam Sever (ACE IN THE HOLE)
My man Prince Paul (ACE IN THE HOLE)
To the crackhead gams (ACE IN THE HOLE)
To the one Chubb Rock (ACE IN THE HOLE)
To Vanilla Wafer.. *pause* .. later!
{sarcastically} WORD TO YOUR MOTHA!

Your mother.. man ohh man word to your MUTHA!

3rd Bass - Green Eggs and Swine

You do not dig them, so you say
TRY THEM! TRY THEM and you may
Try them and you may, I say..

[Pete Nice]
Slave drivers on your dollar bills that builds upon your ignorance
Significant, you never beat one-two one-two semblence
Since I ain't supposed, no boastin
I'm keepin soaps in my mouth like coke stem
For the silence of the swine, sittin slick on my slim chews
Liquor on the lamp, sippin booze as a cow moves
Lose my head over speak of a censor
Morse code but Three had no family credenza
Friends of mine align swine on the backstab
Grabbin greedy, now it's Rikers or rehab
My walkin stick just flips, it's a stick up
Misdirected like Charlie Babbitt, mixed up
Three-fifths, three-fifths, like this
He used to roll, a man with three-fifths, a man without his soul
So is this equal or blowin up your ass
smoke sticks who got your vote and rather slit your throat

"Try them.." "Bacon souflee!"
"No I ain't gonna eat none of that"
"Try them.." "Bacon souflee!"
"No I ain't gonna eat none of that"
"Try them.." "Bacon souflee!"
"No I ain't gonna eat none of that"
"Try them.."

[MC Serch]
No no no, green eggs and swine
But they keep edgin to my plate, I step back and say,
"Thanks, cause I just ate," not that I would eat it
even if I was hungry -- all the ills of the streets
that could have done me in I stay clear of all the evil all the envy
And ex-homeboys who used to be friendly
Pretend to be down, but changin real fast
So heed the word, heed the word of my FOOT up your ass
Kickin a bone out, castin a stone out
Makin water ripple but got nothin the middle
So now you sit there, makin big waves
Talkin about my ancestors used to be from caves
It's time to wake up, bake the cake, and turn the page
For now is the birth, the birth of the mind age
We you and me -- all in a new time zone
and give you somethin much better to dine on

"Try them.." "Bacon souflee!"
"No I ain't gonna eat none of that"
"Try them.." "Bacon souflee!"
"No I ain't gonna eat none of that"

{I will not eat them with Prince Paul
I will not eat them with Low Rawls
I do not like green eggs and swine
I do not like those 3rd Bass rhymes}

[Pete Nice]
My loops and loops and rhymes you never censor
I'm scramblin eggs on your family credenza
Attend to your owns or you're blown to bits
You're eatin green eggs while I'm swallowin the grits
You sits on your bony ass I'm passin on the rhythm, I give em
Gassin me, you try to geez I'll SWING em
Like a 40 ounce the choice is constitutional solutions
arrest in domes of ignorannce full
I'm dickin down swine, I stick my neck out
Give a slap here, and shorty'll put your head out
Five G's explicitly you see the story tells
You put a sticker on my record and my record sells
Sam I am not, with the not but Sam Sever is
So the critics all think they know what clever is
I never seen you 40'd up at the corners Pops
So what a Senator knowin about hip-hop?

"Try them.." "Bacon souflee!"
"No I ain't gonna eat none of that"
"Try them.." "Bacon souflee!"
"No I ain't gonna eat none of that"
"Try them.." "Bacon souflee!"
"No I ain't gonna eat none of that"
"Try them.." "Try them.."

[MC Serch]
Freedom of speech that is spoken in loose lips
to those who appreciate large tips, tippin the scale
Slum is in favor of the man who can't stand the live flavor
Bob's a jerk and he worked for the ex-friend
Not X-Clan, but wax get taxed even if it's bland
Branded for educated street credentials
And can't talk about life's bare essentials
Put it to plate, cause the plate they won't deny it
But won't give you a chance, or even a place to buy it
Cry for freedom, but music's not free, it's choking
Could never could ever could say what needs to be spoken
Put this out, before I depart
Before I hit the Killdrews, he started with the arts
I got much much better things, to do with my time
than to worry about the green eggs and swine "Try them.."
The green eggs and swine
Much much better things to do with my time
than to worry about the green eggs
the green eggs the green eggs and the swine

"Bacon souflee!"
"No I ain't gonna eat none of that"
"Try them.." "Bacon souflee!"
"No I ain't gonna eat none of that"

{I will not eat them here or there
I will not eat them anywhere
I will not eat green eggs and swine
Hehehehe... BUT MY BALLS ITCH!}