Knowledge on the court, observin what is all around
 The light goes up, my mic blows up, the silence is now sound
 Hearin and fearin, the momentum of the stutter step
 Shook to the left, because the brother slept
 Crept into his ego, so he caught a bad one
 Switched my next flip, he thought he had some grip
 But my grip, is when my fingers curl around the mic
 I know what it's like, a dog eat dog world
 but I'm a carnivore, out on the parquet floor
 Whether ballin, or callin out a sucker who is lookin for
 static, me grab it every chance I get
 One on one I'll never run and shoot the high off the net
 This position isn't switchin, pitchin out a blind pass
 Hindsight, my mind's right, time run through the hourglass
 Serch is my name, the game and my goal
 3rd Bass settin soul in the hole

 Yo man, why don't you give me the pole man?
 Why are you freezin me out?
 Yo man, cause you can't play, you ain't got no handle
 Got your socks up to your knees like Michael Raines

 [Pete Nice]
 Drip liquid, pick up a park pill
 Enduce a hand over freeform with this skill
 Spills are spun, a crossover break slice
 Sugar brother the pavement says
 Scheamin on suicide to play post I slash
 First step.. I shook ya ass
 Step to wayside, ain't no weak side
 Bassline I'm never givin, on the flipside
 Grass to a mic like a hand palm rubber
 Roll off a finger, you're gum, I rubbed ya
 Sweep like a Knickerbocker, the 3rd stops ya
 And after dark, I play the part of boot knocker
 Twenty-four seven, always out to get some
 Slap her on the concrete, bleed til the hand's numb
 A way of life found, a rim stuck to a pole
 An asphault jungle, soul in the hole

 Yo man, I got next!
 Next? You ain't got next man
 Yo go over there in the corner, with Michael Raines
 and take a couple of tokes of the pipes man
 YouknowhatI'msayin?

 [Serch]
 Point is in effect, callin for a play out
 Lay out the plan, but your scammin for a way out
 Figure of speech, spoken wise for a drum, three on one
 Tchk! You know the outcome!
 Point up the joints up, straight up for an uproar soarin
 then you execute the score, then you fade away
 This fade has been played
 Gave the gift swift, you just got self-made
 Execute performance, the 3rd step upon this
 Me and Pete, complete, like sex endurance
 Tip on the rim you reverse and rehearse
 Coachin but you're slouchin, you can't be first
 You want the rock? But you don't got the handle
 I drop the French, cause Serch grilled your mantle
 Face intense, you're sellin your soul
 just for the action of soul in the hole

 [Nice]
 Pavement bounce off metal meets human flesh
 Slum onside stagnate you got next
 Each day evident, parks brothers throw down
 One on one, it boils down to showdown
 Spins reverb, soothe he goes a rip slip
 by his larceny, or petty theft
 Spectators move, lips into motion
 Pop shit, get hit, the sewer then becomes an ocean
 Water runs, springs and I let it fly
 Slide a weak side, into vein
 Try to terminate silk textures, of the fingertips
 Three bases covered, as I dip
 deeper into repoitoire, the Minister an innovator
 Take a sphere and a mic and I'll step later
 under lamps of the Serch, cold
 Shootin lava in the soul in the hole