Sons of 3rd Bass

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3rd Bass was an American hip-hop group that rose to fame in the late 1980s and early 1990s, and was notable for being one of the first successful interracial hip-hop groups. They split up in 1992 and again in 2000 after a failed reunion. The group released two studio albums in their initial career … more »

Here's my advice to all amateurs planning to give a performance  Speak up, and keep the act moving 

Servin' the role, a sole step-child
Talk of C-C or keep sleepin'
 While wakin' up to noise of third 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?

How can you be so stupid?

Sons, slim ones flee from the third 
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 

How can you be so stupid?

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!

How can you be so stupid?

 Negative mind, paid as snakes who can't rhyme 
Play the dude? It's sucker time
I stand I take a bust in my nut
And gave birth to three bastard sons
A record label, a King to 4th letter 
Passin' 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 suck it

How can you be so stupid?

Yo Serch, you know about that slum I'm speakin' on?
Word is bond Pete, school 'em!
You know about that silver spoon havin'
 Buckshot acne showin', L.A. weak-ass sellout 
Non-legitimate, tip doggin', Jethro pseudo intellectual 
Dust smokin', pretty boy playwright posin'
 Folks wiggin', whinin' annoyin' Def Jam reject devil
 White bread no money havin' slum village people clonin'
Step children!
Sam Sever, serve the rest
Yo Sam, school em!

He is stupid, but he knows that he is stupid 
And that, almost makes him smart, let's listen 

Let's listen

Written by: MICHAEL BERRIN, PETER J. NASH, SAM CITRIN

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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