The great will always soar, above, the mediocre

They create, while others destroy



[Pete Nice]

Never had a wasted mind, had the time

Erectin rhyme I cause gifted lines

The flows I knows puts the papers in pockets

Swings of things, observed in my sockets

In ten spot I got stacks of LP wax

Couderoy slacks, loops and sales tax

On the racks but my label is Derelict

Spic-n-Span I slam, it's balls you lick

Ill missions, but doin us ain't even simple

Stereotype the rhymer as a criminal

Subliminal I put a noose on the necks

The sinister signs of my rhymes is sex



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[MC Serch]

Smooth, set-up so slick

as I set to move, all the great masses

Asses bounce to track that is all in

I'm droppin my quarter, I'm placin my call in

to my crew that's down with the street trends

Play around and you'll fall off the deep end

I heard your hooker she likes to do knee-bends

But I got a girl, so I called up three friends

And they called three friends (and I called three friends)

And so on, and so on, and so on..

So go on my path, and try to follow

but not step for step, cause I like to sidestep

You'll get swept like a broom and you'll make room for daddy

White boy in New York and I can't get a cab G

So take me to my rest so I guess I'll get wrecked

cause I'm a derelict of dialect



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[Pete Nice]

Dialect spoken, in sectional lesson

The less you know, the more you gotta guess on

I press on point, some sweat my jizznoint

Playin themselves with the fingers the point

I speak slow, I carry a fat stick

Get your kneepads and reapply your chapstick

Step to this, as the Derelict reanimates

No jim hat as my mouth ejaculates

I stays mumble, I speaks jumble

Phonetics on phonograph'll prime your petrol

Retroactive, my knot scale is tipped off

I rip the head off, the Derelict stepped off

and left to show this, to those who typecast

Ill the rhyme-ass trickster or outcast

of intellect, I wreck shit with my own sect

The ace in the hole, I'm the Derelict of Dialect



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[MC Serch]

3rd Bass, but not a bass for slidin

Foundation, for a nation who's mind is

in motion, goin in fluid

Who did you just distrust? It's Serch and I crush this

mental need for oppression

Oppressed and all vexed and just placed a suggestion

Lesson or loss enforce those in

a spot who got your head frozen

Defrost the eye and spy on the serpent

On act two, he tried to close curtain

But intermission I glimpsed and I clock more

Derelicts watch act three and the encore



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Individuals who are never satisfied with the static standards

set by the masses -- the masses have always been lethargic

They have always opposed greatness for it is beyond them

to even.. comprehend greatness