| NO STATIC AT ALL |
| M. Berrin, P. Nash, P. Huston, T. McCall Produced by Prince Paul and 3rd Bass Engineered by Mike Teelucksingh and Chris Shaw Recorded at Calliope Studios and Greene Street Recording Performed by MC Serch & Pete Nice Contains samples of the following: Chicken Lickin' by Funk Inc. FM by Steely Dan |
| Verse 1: 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 |
| Verse 2: Prime Minister 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 Caesar 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 Maginotas, they always wear hats Boots and loops produced by Prince Paul Slaps ya skull, no static at all |
| Verse 3: Prime Minister Pete Nice & MC Serch |
| Static mixed in but it don't cling to a fat rope dope Gucci link or an earring Hand now gropin for stabbin but the hand is used to get skins Skim the cream but it seems you still rise For some who live small, now life life-size All are lifters in my swingdom Groups and troops get friends and they bring them In goes props so pop til the mornin Home to the young, pup still snorin Wake up you blockhead and heed the call Aiyyo, no static at all |
| 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 form on 1210's flippin the beats |
| 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 |
| Verse 4: Prime Minister Pete Nice & MC Serch |
| A bitch's brew, who snappin gyro Scabs can't craft what only the fly knows Got skins all in on schemin Scandalous hooks grab on to what's gleamin I'm seemin vexed in my rhymin texts Opened up shop to chop off the head, next I put off punks like junk so sporadic Stashed away like old drawers in my attic Or drawers on my legs, figures what I says Snack on Jolly Rancher or Orange Pez Step this ain't no collect call So peace, yo Pete No static at all True! |