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PERFORMING ARTISTS
3rd Bass
3rd Bass
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keith Shocklee
Keith Shocklee
Composer
Eric Sadler
Eric Sadler
Composer
James Henry Boxley III
James Henry Boxley III
Composer
Michael Berrin
Michael Berrin
Composer
Gary Wright
Gary Wright
Composer
Peter J. Nash
Peter J. Nash
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
3rd Bass
3rd Bass
Co-Producer
Hank Shocklee
Hank Shocklee
Producer
Keith Shocklee
Keith Shocklee
Producer
Eric Sadler
Eric Sadler
Producer
MC Serch
MC Serch
Co-Producer
Prime Minister Pete Nice
Prime Minister Pete Nice
Co-Producer
Nick Sansano
Nick Sansano
Engineer

Lyrics

Ready in the intro, cue up the search light
Point us to the center stage (I'll grab the first mic)
Projectin' the voice with this mic that I'm cuffin'
You ain't my nucka, sucker, I'm snuffin'
The word of the 3rd stands true, so no panickin'
You freeze up like a mannequin (Man verse man)
Petrol, you let go, the wax for the new jacks
To dwell upon, you're steppin' on the trigger as the tune smacks
(Square in the butt) Pete gave me the cue
So I'ma put up or shut up until my jam is through
But for now, I wanna freak 'em, so I'll embark
To spark your mission posse till way past dark
Or I'll play the Five-O (Don't park, there's no standin')
You don't stop movin' until the Serch says so
To keep the tribe open, shootin' out to play 'em
Three the hard way'll keep you steppin' to the A.M.
What's the time? (It's about that time)
What's the time? (Time to get stupid)
What's the time? (It's about that time)
What time is it? (Till the, till the A.M.)
My mind has a question, I respond
To a silver domed microphone (One step beyond)
Straight to eighty-eight to the curves of the 90's
I'm universal, I set a line free
Behind me, the three the hard way, the jackpot (Awaitin', Satan's tryin' to take cheap shots)
We groove crowds, the three stand proud
The brothers 'round the way sit down and say
Ludicrous, rhythm of rhyme ("How'd you do this?")
Anticipated like a bottle of Heinz
Ketchup 'cause you fell behind (No catch up)
I'm steppin' to the A.M., dickin' down swine
Pete Nice skims over lyrics, I pick 'em
Strong and long, you're wrong, I stick 'em
With my cable swingin' (He's the law with the sword)
Pete Nice bringin' (Like the pit or the pendulum)
The sunrise with no lies, legitimate (And you despise)
Envy this MC's magnitude (So realize)
The MC emceed (The DJ deejayed 'em)
Until the next time I keep you steppin' to the A.M.
Two for the time
Two for the time
What's the time? (It's about that time)
What's the time? (Time to get stupid)
What's the time? (It's about that time)
What time is it? (Till the, till the A.M.)
No weight on the felt plate, deep bass, below rise
Needle torture groove, move the record till the wack stride (Schoolin' this swine on the strength of my vocab)
Put you under, you're a goner (You're thinkin' that you had)
Lyrics to the A.M. but the house needs a swinger
You st-st-st-stutter, but I'm a stinger (My rhymes so potent, I wrote 'em and it's evident)
You're just a stunt seekin' a settlement
The lyrical line (The article original)
Afflict like a convict, I ain't no criminal
Schemin' on a cable, a song on the nob
You played me like a foul ball (How you livin', Hobbes?)
Now groove into the A.M., the master spoon feedin'
Out a jumper, you're bumpin' a freak while I'm G'n
Peter, let the record spin (Serch'll get a second wind)
Motivate the crowd till it's steppin' to the A.M.
What's the time? (It's about that time)
Wha-what's the time? (Time to get stupid)
What's the time? (It's about that time)
What time is it? (Till the, till the A.M.)
I slide swiftly, keep a brother steppin' (Loungin', strep in my throat)
Sweatin' as you get hit with the rhythm
My lines sustain like a crane, so uplift 'em
Flowin' like fluid (Slow and smooth)
The mass did worship the lyrics the three did
Drop it like a guillotine (Amid all crisis)
Fearing the voice of the rhyme fiend (You're moist)
The scene is zipped, Pete Nice is your worst dream
Fulfilled your ill'd I drilled (I heard a loud scream)
My mind is cued, so I run down a menu
That downgrades the weak as my lyrics tend to (The needs of a shaker, sweatin' to the point of exhaust)
So listen to the mission horse
Blinded by the science, my mind starts flexin'
Sexin' down females to the A.M., perplexin'
A complex reflex (You wonder if we slumber)
The three don't sleep (Ay yo, Pete Nice, take 'em under)
Steppin' to the A.M., I'm steppin' to the mic
To snatch up and smash up the club until daylight
Two for the time
Two for the time
What's the time? (It's about that time)
What's the time? (Time to get stupid)
What's the time? (It's about that time)
What time is it? (Till the, till the A.M.)
What's the time? (It's about that time)
Wha-what's the time? (Time to get stupid)
What's the time? (It's about that time)
Wha-what's the time? (Till the, till the A.M.)
Written by: Eric Sadler, Gary Wright, James Henry Boxley III, Keith Shocklee, Michael Berrin, Peter J. Nash
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