3rd Bass Product Of The Environment (remix) Lyrics

Product Of The Environment (remix) Lyrics

"It's all made up huh?  Cause here he is" -> Archie Bunker



	"You don't like anything about us.

	 Y-you resent our attitudes, our politics,

	 even the clothes we wear."



Verse One: Pete Nice (Prime Minister)



In the heart of the city ya pops nutted

Twelve months later, your moms stuttered

The side of your grill, ill creational

You grew up, your rhymes were recreational

A modern day production of the city street

You said I didn't have it that I couldn't compete

But the sleeper did sleep cause 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

but that style of rhyme won't let you live long

Cause a strong song the Minister sent

Cause I'm a product, of the environment



"There it is, black and white.."

 ..

"There it is, black and white"



Verse Two: MC Serch



On the streets of Far Rockaway, Queens

Edgemill Waycrest, by B-17

Redfern houses where 501's afraid to go

is where I first kicked my lingo

Crowd was flipped as I kicked it and didn't rest

And my reward was almost a cap in my chest

Now in 90, I can still say that

the brothers in Rockaway, yo, they don't play that

Hammer, Watts, or in every neighborhood

Look around and see all the young hoods

Kids will always be makin bids so you can't prevent

bein a product, of the environment



"There it is, black and white.."

 ..

"There it is, black and white"



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 as he tried to enter

  I'd wait

There it is G

  Bum rush the back door

  Then scatter, onto the dance floor

Me and my boys, just skeezin all the cuties

Never had static, cuz everybody knew me

  Local DJ's, tearin up the wax

  And out the corner, some punk gets taxed

After the party, cracked open the forty

Boosted from the store yo the man never caught me

  Jetted 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 bomb up where I went

Cause we were just products, of the environment



"There it is, black and white.."

 ..

"There it is, black and white"



Verse Four: Pete Nice



You hear it in the strength of my voice and in my rhythm

Igg it - now you know how I was livin

It happened to me, like it happened to Serch

Pimp Minister Pete Nice'll kick the verse

Ah Richie Rich and my boy, Kiwai Hood-tight

The K to A Kingston, Bedford-Stuyvesant

Jetted to the Empire, and hoods was flammin

Open for Dana, skins in are skammin

Mouth open wide, all those listening

Dumb open with a Cisco in my system

Unprotected but respected for my own self

Cause of talent, no shade, or nothin else

A time of tension, racially fenced in

I came off (and all the brothers blessed him)

I left more than a mark, I left a dent

Cause I'm a product, of the environment



"There it is, black and white.."

 ..

"There it is, black and white"



[Pete Nice, MC Serch shoutouts]

?? shout Sam Sever, D-DS

  Yo true indeed a doo doo shout out to Marley Marl and the IC Posse

Doug E. Doug

  Yo K.M.D. Kausin Much Damage

My man Shameeq from the Fort

  Yo Kurious Jorge and Bobbi-to!!!!!!!!

The Jungle Kid

  True indeed

Nice and Smooth

  Yo I want to give a shout to Digital Underground

Reanimator Disagree, my brother V-Nice

  Larry MC Euthanasia, peace in pieces for ninety

Puta!

  Out..