No Static At All Lyrics by 3rd Bass

No Static At All Lyrics

    "no static at alllllll..."

    [mc serch]
    Beef not needed to waste one
    Cause trouble don't feed the bass drum
    Some so feeble, so play the hoodlum
    A humdrum liver in bedlam
    Bet your last buck, you don't laugh to this
    Your horse came last behind the cactus
    Back so strong, you thought wrong a fallacy
    The groove will whip and flip cause it has to be
    In there, like belvedere in his underwear
    On the new year, my dear, so make it clear
    I'm gonna ask do you wanna live small?
    Static? nah troop, none at all

    [pete nice]
    Why meddle in the middle of a ruckus
    ? sip slowly on snapple in hand
    Not these hands of mine holdin clippers
    Slip and clip your flat-top to ceasar
    Ease your ego, i go toe to toe
    Throw my voice like i throw my yo-yo
    And ho ho ho, on the mic is life support
    And toward a crumb static ain't my sport
    I swing to this, serch swings to that
    And as you noticed, they always wear hats
    Boots and loops produced by prince paul
    Slaps ya skull, no static at all

    ..

    [mc serch]
    Static mixed in but it don't cling
    To a fat rope dope gucci link or an earring
    Hand now gropin for ?
    But the hand is used to get skins
    Skim the cream but it seems you still rise
    For some who lives more, now life lifesize
    All are lepers in my swingdom
    Groups and troops get friends and they bring them
    In goes props so pop til the mornin
    Home to the young, pop still snorin
    Wake up you blackhead and heed the call
    Aiyyo, no static at all

    [pete nice]
    I flip on kicks, my dj tricks
    The a.k.a code name richie rich
    "daddy rich, you never watch him on tv?"
    Straight no takes, the iron had eastbridge
    Full on 1210's flippin the beats
    *richie rich cuts more*
    Some bust nuts, daddy rich bust cuts
    Such transform over rhythms on dust
    I rush this rhythm, hold like mingus
    I swing this joint, no static to sting this
    *richie rich cuts more*

    [nice] a bitch's brew, who ?? gyro
    [serch] scabs can't craft what only the fly knows
    [nice] got skins all in on scheamin
    [serch] scandalous hooks grab on to what's gleamin
    [nice] i'm seemin vexed in my rhymin texts
    [serch] opened up shop to chop off the head, next
    [nice] i put off punks like junk so sporadic
    [serch] stashed away like old drawers in my attic
    [nice] or drawers on my legs, figures what i says
    [serch] snack on jolly rancher or orange pez
    [nice] yep this ain't no collect call
    [serch] so peace, yo pete
    [nice] no static at all
    [serch] true!

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