| TRIPLE STAGE DARKNESS |
| M. Berrin, P. Nash, S. Citrin Produced by Sam Sever for Sam I Am Productions Inc. & Prime Minister Pete Nice for R.I.F. Productions Edited by Steve Ett Engineered by Greg Gordon & Kevin Reynolds Recorded and Mixed at Chung King Studios, New York, NY Performed by MC Serch & Pete Nice Contains samples of the following: This House is Smokin by B. T. Express UFO by ESG |
| Verse 1: Prime Minister Pete Nice |
| Black zone darkness, void as snakepit so I'm a spit a lyric out the packed lip sit stunned I drum lyrics in your egg case space filled, darkness a blank face recognize unknown throne at deep depths a Prime Minister incites a slow death of a rational thought through the physical Triple Stage Darkness, first stage lyrical sight to see, a piece of the Serch-light truth is loose, lips slips to Twilight Zones prone to blurry vision; I'm 20/20 and your in-tune is in prison switchin from this track, move back in motion unaware of your own evolution regress through the tunnels and flee light illumination, the first stage, my birthright |
| Verse 2: MC Serch |
| Deaf, dumb and blind, the 3rd Bass find you move further away from the swine as I rhyme and effects your slide into tape decks light black in your face, what do you do next? the question posed -- you're livin in delirium Serch speakin in a spasm, can't you see him? but you can't see the light's dim, it's growin darker cut off from the knowledge, I'm smarter depart from the norm, completing a born to born from opportunity, comes a thunderstorm that sets in, tricked by the trickster the only way out is DJ, Night or Prime Minister you follow, but attention span is minimal B now you're lost, never thought of intellectually the 3rd's word, guide you as we spark this cause you're blind in the second stage of darkness |
| Verse 3: Prime Minister Pete Nice |
| As I move, I soothe like stimuli not professor of hype, ask why some fable'll hold true to written word over lessons of life, the 3rd of Bass face up, step to a devil not takin, but remain invisible men judge by passin a mountain called Caucus, and ignorance are mouthin |
| Verse 4: MC Serch |
| Fallacy the great fall, fell in disgrace how can hatred uplift a race? not a dribbler or watermelon picker givin you the Gas Face, as I'm diggin ya down down down, but up from Sa-tan knowledge is a child with a mind and a crayon brilliance in difference, tracin true sight third stage knowledge, brought forth a new light |