Verse 1 MC Serch In the heat of the night I step swift jettin to the spot that got the most gift a who to do sittin in my drum loop pistol loaded and I'm ready to shoot see my gun is my tongue and it runs like a track star not much happening but I got a fast car e-x double vex and we're strong like sex cut the corner hit the next left reside to the westside a hole in the ground not paradise but a nice boomin sound party packed with nuff heads, some black, some white some hood and some dreads surround the club, with the dub that swayed em the remixed version of Steppin to the A.M. played the club like a crumb to the curb and this kid greased my palm and said word to the third
Verse 2 Pete Nice You can flip my lip I throw joints out out the box I stop some for some doubt took you out last album I was steppin now your clickin on my gold disc and flippin on the third fly is fingers and Kev swab seven signs on the walls your your head bobs mouths will move to this you ain't through with this this ain't a suicide so why'd you grip your wrist I take a listen to the lyrics I formed up slidin in the green hornet as I warm it up cause the third is like a lyric dispenser for hire like Spencer but my trigger fingers tenser my sixth sense getting loopy as a Soloflex turn to soupy and ask which duck is next hookin phrases clauses nouns and verbs steppin off set it off it's word to the third
Verse 3 MC Serch P-E-T-E and me now step to the back tracks are stacked the party dumb packed the sweat off my brow is glistening and in the dance hall not one kid missing a step while the non step don't step they chill on the side or reside to the left a mack daddy makin a move smooth whisper sweet nothings or something to soothe the savage beast at least get the number to the residence while you flash mad presidents crazy grants a few Jacksons grip got traction to show that your maxin but she ain't down with the bum rush and she better pick up moves off a lint brush so you got played word to Herb don't slip money grip its called word to the third
Verse 4 Pete Nice As you move and your following the Serch-lite writing music up and fixin up the mix right some tight on the pockets and the being I see em jettin from the 3 and deep fleein Keyin up like a master lock picker figure that I stop cause I'm out quicker not Mr. Rogers I'm rollin with Mr. hood menace and doom not a friendly neighborhood as a crew it ain't only me myself just the third knocking fiction off the shelf make your moves on 33 1/3 daddy rich cuttin records of spoken words rollin up like this cause I'm pissed you Serch what's the word oh yeah there it is or is it just a figure of speech Herb 3rd bass puts in place the word of the third
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Copy to Clipboard: Verse 1 MC Serch In the heat of the night I step swift jettin to the spot that got the most gift a who to do sittin in my drum loop pistol loaded and I'm ready to shoot see my gun is my tongue and it runs like a track star not much happening but I got a fast car e-x double vex and we're strong like sex cut the corner hit the next left reside to the westside a hole in the ground not paradise but a nice boomin sound party packed with nuff heads, some black, some white some hood and some dreads surround the club, with the dub that swayed em the remixed version of Steppin to the A.M. played the club like a crumb to the curb and this kid greased my palm and said word to the third
Verse 2 Pete Nice You can flip my lip I throw joints out out the box I stop some for some doubt took you out last album I was steppin now your clickin on my gold disc and flippin on the third fly is fingers and Kev swab seven signs on the walls your your head bobs mouths will move to this you ain't through with this this ain't a suicide so why'd you grip your wrist I take a listen to the lyrics I formed up slidin in the green hornet as I warm it up cause the third is like a lyric dispenser for hire like Spencer but my trigger fingers tenser my sixth sense getting loopy as a Soloflex turn to soupy and ask which duck is next hookin phrases clauses nouns and verbs steppin off set it off it's word to the third
Verse 3 MC Serch P-E-T-E and me now step to the back tracks are stacked the party dumb packed the sweat off my brow is glistening and in the dance hall not one kid missing a step while the non step don't step they chill on the side or reside to the left a mack daddy makin a move smooth whisper sweet nothings or something to soothe the savage beast at least get the number to the residence while you flash mad presidents crazy grants a few Jacksons grip got traction to show that your maxin but she ain't down with the bum rush and she better pick up moves off a lint brush so you got played word to Herb don't slip money grip its called word to the third
Verse 4 Pete Nice As you move and your following the Serch-lite writing music up and fixin up the mix right some tight on the pockets and the being I see em jettin from the 3 and deep fleein Keyin up like a master lock picker figure that I stop cause I'm out quicker not Mr. Rogers I'm rollin with Mr. hood menace and doom not a friendly neighborhood as a crew it ain't only me myself just the third knocking fiction off the shelf make your moves on 33 1/3 daddy rich cuttin records of spoken words rollin up like this cause I'm pissed you Serch what's the word oh yeah there it is or is it just a figure of speech Herb 3rd bass puts in place the word of the third
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