3rd Bass Product Of The Environment (Remix)
"It's all made up huh? Cause here he is" -> Archie Bunker "You don't like anything about us. Y-you resent our attitudes, our politics, even the clothes we wear." Verse One: Pete Nice (Prime Minister) In the heart of the city ya pops nutted Twelve months later, your moms stuttered The side of your grill, ill creational You grew up, your rhymes were recreational A modern day production of the city street You said I didn't have it that I couldn't compete But the sleeper did sleep cause the sleeper shoulda woke up Now you're in my sight, the buddha sess you smoke up That's the element you carry your rhymes on but that style of rhyme won't let you live long Cause a strong song the Minister sent Cause I'm a product, of the environment "There it is, black and white.." .. "There it is, black and white" Verse Two: MC Serch On the streets of Far Rockaway, Queens Edgemill Waycrest, by B-17 Redfern houses where 501's afraid to go is where I first kicked my lingo Crowd was flipped as I kicked it and didn't rest And my reward was almost a cap in my chest Now in 90, I can still say that the brothers in Rockaway, yo, they don't play that Hammer, Watts, or in every neighborhood Look around and see all the young hoods Kids will always be makin bids so you can't prevent bein a product, of the environment "There it is, black and white.." .. "There it is, black and white" Verse Three: MC Serch, Pete Nice Back in the days when kids were mack daddies Striped Lee jeans, playboys and Caddies Long Beach, the M.O.K. center He almost caught a bad one as he tried to enter I'd wait There it is G Bum rush the back door Then scatter, onto the dance floor Me and my boys, just skeezin all the cuties Never had static, cuz everybody knew me Local DJ's, tearin up the wax And out the corner, some punk gets taxed After the party, cracked open the forty Boosted from the store yo the man never caught me Jetted to the arcade, cranked the bass And then the five-oh chased us from the place Hop on the railroad, play the conductor Everywhere I went, I always tucked a marker in my jacket to bomb up where I went Cause we were just products, of the environment "There it is, black and white.." .. "There it is, black and white" Verse Four: Pete Nice You hear it in the strength of my voice and in my rhythm Igg it - now you know how I was livin It happened to me, like it happened to Serch Pimp Minister Pete Nice'll kick the verse Ah Richie Rich and my boy, Kiwai Hood-tight The K to A Kingston, Bedford-Stuyvesant Jetted to the Empire, and hoods was flammin Open for Dana, skins in are skammin Mouth open wide, all those listening Dumb open with a Cisco in my system Unprotected but respected for my own self Cause of talent, no shade, or nothin else A time of tension, racially fenced in I came off (and all the brothers blessed him) I left more than a mark, I left a dent Cause I'm a product, of the environment "There it is, black and white.." .. "There it is, black and white" [Pete Nice, MC Serch shoutouts] ?? shout Sam Sever, D-DS Yo true indeed a doo doo shout out to Marley Marl and the IC Posse Doug E. Doug Yo K.M.D. Kausin Much Damage My man Shameeq from the Fort Yo Kurious Jorge and Bobbi-to!!!!!!!! The Jungle Kid True indeed Nice and Smooth Yo I want to give a shout to Digital Underground Reanimator Disagree, my brother V-Nice Larry MC Euthanasia, peace in pieces for ninety Puta! Out..