《Product Of The Environment》是3rd Bass演唱的歌曲，由Sam Citrin、Michael Berrin、Peter J. Nash作詞作曲，收錄於《The Cactus Album》專輯中。
基本介紹
- 外文名：Product Of The Environment
- 所屬專輯：The Cactus Album
- 歌曲原唱：3rd Bass
- 填詞：Sam Citrin、Michael Berrin、Peter J. Nash
- 譜曲：Sam Citrin、Michael Berrin、Peter J. Nash
歌曲歌詞
Alright coming up now another request (this one)
This time from the boys down at anna's pizza paradise
A new arrangement of a great oldie in rhythm and blues
Verse one：pete nice (prime minister)
In the heart of the city you was born and bred
You grew up smart or you wound up dead
Things moved fast, but you knew the scoop
And your savior was a rhyme and a beat and a rap group
A modern day production of the city street
You said i didn't have it that i couldn't compete
So the sleeper did sleep but the sleeper shoulda woke up
Now you're in my sight, the buddha sess you smoke up
That's the element you carry your rhymes on
That style of rhyme won't let you live long
Cause a strong song to you is what i sent
Cause i'm a product, of the environment
Chorus:
There it is, black and white (2x)
Verse two: mc serch
On the streets of far rockaway queens
Seagram boulevard, b-17
Redfern houses where no mc would ever go
Is where i did my very first show
Had the crowd had the rhymes going, i never fess
(his reward, was almost a bullet in his chest)
And on that stage, is where i first learned
Stick out my chest to be a kid and get burned
You're so foolish, but i think you knew this
That on the the microphone punk i can do this
And doing this, is what life meant
Cause i'm a product, of the environment
Chorus
Verse three: mc serch, pete nice
Back in the days when kids were mack daddies
Striped lee jeans, playboys and caddies
Long beach, the m.o.k. center
He almost caught a bad one when he tried to enter
Our way
Bang!
Bum rush the back door
Then scatter, onto the dance floor
Me and my boys, skeezin the cuties
Never had static, cuz everybody knew me
Local dj's, tearin up the wax
And out the corner, some kid gets taxed
After the party, crack open a forty
Vicked it from the store yo the man never caught me
Went up to the arcade, cranked the bass
And then the five-oh chased us from the place
Hop on the railroad, play the conductor
Everywhere i went, i always tucked a
Marker in my jacket to tag where i went
Cause we were just products, of the environment
Chorus
Verse four: mc serch, pete nice
I wanna tell you something that gets me kind of mad
...it's about my dear old dad
He's tired, and worn, and works a nine to five
Clockin thirty g's a year to survive
But i know kids who in a month or so
Make that money sellin ya-yo
Pushin a drug, i can't understand
Destroyin a life with a buck in the hand
Play rotten slum chain, local street hero
But if you ask serch, you're just a bunch of zeroes
Too bad cause when you're older, you won't have a cent
