| Song | No Static at All |
| Artist | 3rd Bass |
| Album | Derelicts of Dialect |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Berrin, Huston, McCall, Nash | |
| "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 | |
| 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! |
| zuo ci : Berrin, Huston, McCall, Nash | |
| " 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 flattop to ceasar | |
| Ease your ego, i go toe to toe | |
| Throw my voice like i throw my yoyo | |
| 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 | |
| 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! |
| zuò cí : Berrin, Huston, McCall, Nash | |
| " 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 flattop to ceasar | |
| Ease your ego, i go toe to toe | |
| Throw my voice like i throw my yoyo | |
| 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 | |
| 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! |