3rd Bass - No Static At All LyricsNo static at alllllll...[mc serch]Beef not needed to waste oneCause trouble dont feed the bass drumSome so feeble, so play the hoodlumA humdrum liver in bedlamBet your last buck, you dont laugh to thisYour horse came last behind the cactusBack so strong, you thought wrong a fallacyThe groove will whip and flip cause it has to beIn there, like belvedere in his underwearOn the new year, my dear, so make it clearIm 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 handNot these hands of mine holdin clippersSlip and clip your flat-top to ceasarEase your ego, I go toe to toeThrow my voice like I throw my yo-yoAnd ho ho ho, on the mic is life supportAnd toward a crumb static aint my sportI swing to this, serch swings to thatAnd as you noticed, they always wear hatsBoots and loops produced by prince paulSlaps ya skull, no static at all..[mc serch]Static mixed in but it dont clingTo a fat rope dope gucci link or an earringHand now gropin for ?But the hand is used to get skinsSkim the cream but it seems you still riseFor some who lives more, now life lifesizeAll are lepers in my swingdomGroups and troops get friends and they bring themIn goes props so pop til the morninHome to the young, pop still snorinWake up you blackhead and heed the callAiyyo, no static at all[pete nice]I flip on kicks, my dj tricksThe a.k.a code name richie richDaddy rich, you never watch him on tv?Straight no takes, the iron had eastbridgeFull on 1210s flippin the beats*richie rich cuts more*Some bust nuts, daddy rich bust cutsSuch transform over rhythms on dustI rush this rhythm, hold like mingusI swing this joint, no static to sting this*richie rich cuts more*[nice] a *****s brew, who ? ? gyro[serch] scabs cant craft what only the fly knows[nice] got skins all in on scheamin[serch] scandalous hooks grab on to whats gleamin[nice] Im 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 aint no collect call[serch] so peace, yo pete[nice] no static at all[serch] true!