| Song | Derelicts of Dialect |
| Artist | 3rd Bass |
| Album | Derelicts of Dialect |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Anadon, Berrin, Burrise ... | |
| Never had a wasted mind, had the time | |
| Erectin rhyme i cause gifted lines | |
| The flows i knows puts the papers in pockets | |
| Swings of things, observed in my sockets | |
| In ten spot i got stacks of lp wax | |
| Couderoy slacks, loops and sales tax | |
| On the racks but my label is derelict | |
| Spic-n-span i slam, it's balls you lick | |
| Ill missions, but doin us ain't even simple | |
| Stereotype the rhymer as a criminal | |
| Subliminal i put a noose on the necks | |
| The sinister signs of my rhymes is sex | |
| .. | |
| [mc serch] | |
| Smooth, set-up so slick | |
| As i set to move, all the great masses | |
| Asses bounce to track that is all in | |
| I'm droppin my quarter, i'm placin my call in | |
| To my crew that's down with the street trends | |
| Play around and you'll fall off the deep end | |
| I heard your hooker she likes to do knee-bends | |
| But i got a girl, so i called up three friends | |
| And they called three friends (and i called three friends) | |
| And so on, and so on, and so on.. | |
| So go on my path, and try to follow | |
| But not step for step, cause i like to sidestep | |
| You'll get swept like a broom and you'll make room for daddy | |
| White boy in new york and i can't get a cab g | |
| So take me to my rest so i guess i'll get wrecked | |
| Cause i'm a derelict of dialect | |
| .. | |
| [pete nice] | |
| Dialect spoken, in sectional lesson | |
| The less you know, the more you gotta guess on | |
| I press on point, some sweat my jizznoint | |
| Playin themselves with the fingers the point | |
| I speak slow, i carry a fat stick | |
| Get your kneepads and reapply your chapstick | |
| Step to this, as the derelict reanimates | |
| No jim hat as my mouth ejaculates | |
| I stays mumble, i speaks jumble | |
| Phonetics on phonograph'll prime your petrol | |
| Retroactive, my knot scale is tipped off | |
| I rip the head off, the derelict stepped off | |
| And left to show this, to those who typecast | |
| Ill the rhyme-ass trickster or outcast | |
| Of intellect, i wreck shit with my own sect | |
| The ace in the hole, i'm the derelict of dialect | |
| .. | |
| [mc serch] | |
| 3rd bass, but not a bass for slidin | |
| Foundation, for a nation who's mind is | |
| In motion, goin in fluid | |
| Who did you just distrust? it's serch and i crush this | |
| Mental need for oppression | |
| Oppressed and all vexed and just placed a suggestion | |
| Lesson or loss enforce those in | |
| A spot who got your head frozen | |
| Defrost the eye and spy on the serpent | |
| On act two, he tried to close curtain | |
| But intermission i glimpsed and i clock more | |
| Derelicts watch act three and the encore | |
| .. | |
| Individuals who are never satisfied with the static standards | |
| Set by the masses -- the masses have always been lethargic | |
| They have always opposed greatness for it is beyond them | |
| To even.. comprehend greatness |
| zuo ci : Anadon, Berrin, Burrise ... | |
| Never had a wasted mind, had the time | |
| Erectin rhyme i cause gifted lines | |
| The flows i knows puts the papers in pockets | |
| Swings of things, observed in my sockets | |
| In ten spot i got stacks of lp wax | |
| Couderoy slacks, loops and sales tax | |
| On the racks but my label is derelict | |
| Spicnspan i slam, it' s balls you lick | |
| Ill missions, but doin us ain' t even simple | |
| Stereotype the rhymer as a criminal | |
| Subliminal i put a noose on the necks | |
| The sinister signs of my rhymes is sex | |
| .. | |
| mc serch | |
| Smooth, setup so slick | |
| As i set to move, all the great masses | |
| Asses bounce to track that is all in | |
| I' m droppin my quarter, i' m placin my call in | |
| To my crew that' s down with the street trends | |
| Play around and you' ll fall off the deep end | |
| I heard your hooker she likes to do kneebends | |
| But i got a girl, so i called up three friends | |
| And they called three friends and i called three friends | |
| And so on, and so on, and so on.. | |
| So go on my path, and try to follow | |
| But not step for step, cause i like to sidestep | |
| You' ll get swept like a broom and you' ll make room for daddy | |
| White boy in new york and i can' t get a cab g | |
| So take me to my rest so i guess i' ll get wrecked | |
| Cause i' m a derelict of dialect | |
| .. | |
| pete nice | |
| Dialect spoken, in sectional lesson | |
| The less you know, the more you gotta guess on | |
| I press on point, some sweat my jizznoint | |
| Playin themselves with the fingers the point | |
| I speak slow, i carry a fat stick | |
| Get your kneepads and reapply your chapstick | |
| Step to this, as the derelict reanimates | |
| No jim hat as my mouth ejaculates | |
| I stays mumble, i speaks jumble | |
| Phonetics on phonograph' ll prime your petrol | |
| Retroactive, my knot scale is tipped off | |
| I rip the head off, the derelict stepped off | |
| And left to show this, to those who typecast | |
| Ill the rhymeass trickster or outcast | |
| Of intellect, i wreck shit with my own sect | |
| The ace in the hole, i' m the derelict of dialect | |
| .. | |
| mc serch | |
| 3rd bass, but not a bass for slidin | |
| Foundation, for a nation who' s mind is | |
| In motion, goin in fluid | |
| Who did you just distrust? it' s serch and i crush this | |
| Mental need for oppression | |
| Oppressed and all vexed and just placed a suggestion | |
| Lesson or loss enforce those in | |
| A spot who got your head frozen | |
| Defrost the eye and spy on the serpent | |
| On act two, he tried to close curtain | |
| But intermission i glimpsed and i clock more | |
| Derelicts watch act three and the encore | |
| .. | |
| Individuals who are never satisfied with the static standards | |
| Set by the masses the masses have always been lethargic | |
| They have always opposed greatness for it is beyond them | |
| To even.. comprehend greatness |
| zuò cí : Anadon, Berrin, Burrise ... | |
| Never had a wasted mind, had the time | |
| Erectin rhyme i cause gifted lines | |
| The flows i knows puts the papers in pockets | |
| Swings of things, observed in my sockets | |
| In ten spot i got stacks of lp wax | |
| Couderoy slacks, loops and sales tax | |
| On the racks but my label is derelict | |
| Spicnspan i slam, it' s balls you lick | |
| Ill missions, but doin us ain' t even simple | |
| Stereotype the rhymer as a criminal | |
| Subliminal i put a noose on the necks | |
| The sinister signs of my rhymes is sex | |
| .. | |
| mc serch | |
| Smooth, setup so slick | |
| As i set to move, all the great masses | |
| Asses bounce to track that is all in | |
| I' m droppin my quarter, i' m placin my call in | |
| To my crew that' s down with the street trends | |
| Play around and you' ll fall off the deep end | |
| I heard your hooker she likes to do kneebends | |
| But i got a girl, so i called up three friends | |
| And they called three friends and i called three friends | |
| And so on, and so on, and so on.. | |
| So go on my path, and try to follow | |
| But not step for step, cause i like to sidestep | |
| You' ll get swept like a broom and you' ll make room for daddy | |
| White boy in new york and i can' t get a cab g | |
| So take me to my rest so i guess i' ll get wrecked | |
| Cause i' m a derelict of dialect | |
| .. | |
| pete nice | |
| Dialect spoken, in sectional lesson | |
| The less you know, the more you gotta guess on | |
| I press on point, some sweat my jizznoint | |
| Playin themselves with the fingers the point | |
| I speak slow, i carry a fat stick | |
| Get your kneepads and reapply your chapstick | |
| Step to this, as the derelict reanimates | |
| No jim hat as my mouth ejaculates | |
| I stays mumble, i speaks jumble | |
| Phonetics on phonograph' ll prime your petrol | |
| Retroactive, my knot scale is tipped off | |
| I rip the head off, the derelict stepped off | |
| And left to show this, to those who typecast | |
| Ill the rhymeass trickster or outcast | |
| Of intellect, i wreck shit with my own sect | |
| The ace in the hole, i' m the derelict of dialect | |
| .. | |
| mc serch | |
| 3rd bass, but not a bass for slidin | |
| Foundation, for a nation who' s mind is | |
| In motion, goin in fluid | |
| Who did you just distrust? it' s serch and i crush this | |
| Mental need for oppression | |
| Oppressed and all vexed and just placed a suggestion | |
| Lesson or loss enforce those in | |
| A spot who got your head frozen | |
| Defrost the eye and spy on the serpent | |
| On act two, he tried to close curtain | |
| But intermission i glimpsed and i clock more | |
| Derelicts watch act three and the encore | |
| .. | |
| Individuals who are never satisfied with the static standards | |
| Set by the masses the masses have always been lethargic | |
| They have always opposed greatness for it is beyond them | |
| To even.. comprehend greatness |