Sons of 3rd Bass

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

Screamin', "Hey ladies, why bother?"

Son, 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 a 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 always play fetus, I'd have him aborted

Put to bed, three kids to a 3rd 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 whinin', 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

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 the 4th letter

Passin' phases, not 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

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, Old Money-havin', slum village

People clonin' step-children

Sam Sever, serve the rest

Yo Sam, school 'em