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3rd Bass - Portrait Of The Artist As A Hood Lyrics

  • Today Im prepared to bring specific charges
  • Against certain members working in an industry
  • That reaches into every household in the country
  • [pete nice]
  • Hoods is up so skills is up
  • Its a stick-up, so whyd you interrupt?
  • So such bust material cerebral
  • Im eatin cereal with spoons sippin cepacol
  • Daddy-o slipped me some cause my breath stank
  • White gold, but no accounts in swiss banks
  • Think tanks once rolled on the city streets
  • I used to meet your moms between the sheets
  • Universe is versus hoods prospectus
  • True flam, flammin words on wax discus
  • So they dismiss this as vulgarity
  • And once laughed and pointed at the university
  • Some perk without skills and push a pen
  • I send surreal scenes where you never been
  • Looked out, gave you three strikes, you struck out
  • Pop shit with the 3rd, knock your fronts out
  • Blew your blunts out you wings stuck up your ass
  • Gassed you up then slap you with my staff
  • I seen your skins like to go to the motels
  • But your ass wont know to the hotels
  • Cause a lip is zipped, I paint pictures
  • A portrait, a self far from ? ?
  • My discussion of impression aint ignorance
  • So dont label the hoods on appearances
  • You never thought that a gangsta could talk sense
  • But this artifice flipped, your beans is spent
  • Took your papes out your pocket and just stood out
  • The focus, the portrait of the artist as a hoods-up
  • [mc serch]
  • Portrait planned it back in the days
  • Young strays, posted at the l.q. on fridays
  • Waitin for dice to give the go ahead
  • Hawkin 50 cent, puttin heads to bed
  • For a herringbone hear the tune of the audio two
  • Milk was chillin as I chilled in the back room
  • Listen to snaps, cuts by scoob and scrap
  • Union square, to tear up the krs tracks
  • Torn up by the kent, the clark dark
  • As the brothers try to spark
  • We knocked boots, and the boots got knocked
  • Three a.m. and it was off to the rooftop
  • Hip-hop starski, the masters of ceremony
  • Ka-ka-cracked out, was hookin property
  • Five a.m. it was the s&s
  • A hundred and forty-fifth street, down on lennox
  • Starchild made all the hoes squeal
  • For a dollar crackheads armor-alled your wheels
  • Whippin home in the sunshine, fun time
  • But now you cant find
  • Clubs like this that kept the music in the street
  • And pop rap couldnt get a dime to eat
  • Yo, theyre makin mills, but what about the hood?
  • A parking lot, where the latin quarter stood!
  • A landmark marked in the cranium
  • But now I bring it back in front of packed stadiums
  • Picture painted with the goals and the good
  • The portrait of an artist as a hood
  • [s] yo pete man, yo where the hoods at pete?
  • [p] yo the hoods is in brooklyn, queens, bronx
  • Money-makin strong island
  • [s] yo cant forget newark new jersey
  • Philly, d.c.
  • [p] from detroit to mobile alabama
  • Memphis tennesse cleveland
  • [s] yo, money-makin miami, chicago
  • East st. louis got crazy hoods
  • [p] oakland compton watts wearin the hoods
  • [s] yo true indeed, louisville
  • Boostin houston got crazy hoods
  • [p] new orleans, seattle
  • [s] north carolina cannot forget about atlanta
  • Shockmaster ? ? got crazy hoods
  • Listenin to his program
  • [p] and the hoods are holdin their joint
  • And theyre out
  • [s] true indeed.. see-ya!

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