Sons of 3rd Bass 3rd Bass

[Intro]
"Here's my advice to all amateurs plannnnnnnning to give a performance:
Speak up, and keep the act moving"

[Verse 1: 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
Looking 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
Touring 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?"
"Throw that weak joke out!" *

[Verse 2: 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