Steppin’ To The A.M. Lyrics

3rd Bass Lyrics

*sound of clocks ringing*

Ready in the intro, cue up the Serch-lite
Point us to the center stage
Projectin the voice with this mic that I'm cuffin
You ain't my nucka, SUCKER I'm snuffin
The word of the 3rd stands true, so no panickin
you freeze up like a mannequin
Petrol, you let go, the wax for the new jacks
To dwell upon you're steppin on the trigger as the tune smacks
Pete gave me the cue
So I'mma put up or shut up until my jam is through
But for now I wanna freak em, so I'll embark
To spark your mission posse, til way past dark
or I'll play the five-oh
You don't stop movin until the Serch says so
To keep the tribe open, shootin out to play em
Three the hard way'll keep you steppin' to the A.M

My mind has a question, I respond
To a silver domed microphone
Straight to eighty-eight to the curves of the 90's
I'm universal, I set a line free
Behind me, the three the hard way, the jackpot

We groove crowds, the three stand proud
The brothers round the way sit down and say
Ludicrous rhythm of rhyme
Anticipate like a bottle of Heinz.. KETCHUP
Cause you fell behind
I'm steppin to the A.M. -- d**kin down swine
Pete Nice skims over lyrics, I pick em
Strong and long, you're wrong, I stick em
with my cable swingin
Pete Nice bringin
The sunrise with no lies, legitimate
Envy this MC's magnitude
The MC emceed
Until the next time I keep you steppin' to the A.M

No weight on the felt plate, deep ba** below rise
Needle torture groove, move the record til the wack stride

Bet you wonder you're a goner

Lyrics to the A.M. but the house needs a swinger
You st-st-st-st-stutter, but I'm a stinger

You're just a stunt, seekin a settlement
The lyrical line
Afflict like a convict, I ain't no criminal
Schemin on a cable or slobbin the knob
You played me like a foul ball

Now groove into the A.M., the master spoon feedin
Out a jumper, you're bumpin a freak while I'm G'n
Peter let the record spin
MOTIVATE THE CROWD, til it's steppin' to the A.M

I slide swiftly, keep a brother steppin

Sweatin as you get hit with the rhythm
My lines sustain like a crane, so uplift them
Flowin like fluid
The ma** did worship the lyrics the three did
Drop it like a guillotine
fearing the voice of the rhyme fiend
Scene is zipped, Pete Nice is your worst dream
Fulfilled your illed I thrilled
My mind is cued, so I run down a menu
That downgrades the weak as my lyrics tend to

So listen to the mission horse
Blinded by the science, my mind starts flexin
Sexin down females to the A.M., perplexin
A complex reflex
The three don't sleep
Steppin to the A.M., I'm steppin to the mic
To snatch up and smash up the club until daylight!

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