Steppin' To The A.m. (Remix) Lyrics by 3rd Bass

Steppin' To The A.m. (Remix)

"At the sound of the tone, the time will be twelve A.M."

* about a dozen alarm clocks and grandfather clocks go off *

[MC Serch]
Ready in the intro, cue up the Serch-lite
Point us to the center stage [I'll grab the first mic]
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
[Man verse man] 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
[Square in the butt] Pete gave me the cue
So I'ma 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
[Don't park there's no standin] 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.

{*Richie Rich cuts "steppin to the A.M."*

[Pete Nice]
My mind has a question, I respond
to a silver domed microphone [one step beyond]
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
[Awaitin Satan's, tryin to take cheap shots]
We groove crowds, the three stand proud
The brothers round the way sit down and say
[How'd you do this?] Ludicrous rhythm of rhyme
Anticipate like a bottle of Heinz.. KETCHUP
[No catch up!] Cause you fell behind
I'm steppin to the A.M. dickin down swine
Pete Nice skims over lyrics, I pick em
Strong and long, you're wrong, I stick em
[He's the law with the sword] with my cable swingin
[Like _The Pit or the Pendulum_] Pete Nice bringin
the sunrise with no lies, legitimate [and you despise]
Envy this MC's magnitude [so realize]
The MC emceed [The DJ deejayed em]
Until the next time I keep you steppin to the A.M.

{*Richie Rich cuts "steppin to the A.M."*

[MC Serch]
No weight on the felt plate, deep bass below rise
Needle torture groove, move the record til the wack stride
[Schoolin the swine on the strength of my vocab]
Bet you wonder you're a goner
[You're thinkin that you had]
Lyrics to the A.M. but the house needs a swinger
You st-st-st-st-stutter, but I'm a stinger
[My rhymes so potent, I wrote em and it's evident]
You're just a stunt, seekin a settlement
The lyrical line [The artical original]
Afflict like a convict, I ain't no criminal
Scheamin on a cable or slobbin the knob
You played me like a foul ball
[How you livin Hobbes?!?!!]
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 [Serch'll get a second wind]
MOTIVATE THE CROWD, til it's steppin to the A.M.

"What's the time??" - Beastie Boys
"It's about that time" - Schoolly D
"What's the time??" - Beastie Boys
"Time to get stupid!" - Chuck D ["At the sound of the tone"]
"What's the time??" - Beastie Boys ["The time will be three A.M."]
"It's about that time" - Schoolly D
"WHAT TIME IS IT????????"
"for.. for the A.M."

[Pete Nice]
I slide swiftly, keep a brother steppin
[loungin, strength in my throat]
Sweatin as you get hit with the rhythm
My lines sustain like a crane, so I lift em
[slow and smooth] Flowin like fluid
The mass did worship the lyrics the three did
[amid all crisis] Droppin like a guillotine
[You're moist] fearin the voice of the rhyme fiend
who scene is set, Pete Nice is your worst dream
Fulfilled your illed I thrilled [I heard a LOUD scream]
My mind is cued, so I run down a menu
that downgrades the weak as my lyrics tend to
[the needs of a shaker, sweatin to the point of exhaust]
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 [you wonder if we slumber]
The three don't sleep [Aiyyo Pete Nice take em under!]
Steppin to the A.M., I'm steppin to the mic
to snatch up and smash up the club until daylight!

{*Richie Rich cuts "steppin to the A.M."*

".. for the A.M."