POS:    Now let's get right on down to the skit    A baby is brought into a world of pits    And if it could've talked that soon    In the delivery room    It would've asked the nurse for a hit    The reason for this?    The mother is a jerk    Excuse me, junkie    Which brought the work of the old    Into a new light, what a way    But this what a way    Has been a way of today    Anyway push couldn't shove me    To understand a path to a basehead    Consumer should erase it in the first wave    But second wave forms relievers    And believers will walk to it    Then even talk to it and say       (You got my body now you want my soul)    Nah, can't have none of that    Tell 'em what to say Mase       (Say no go)       DOVE:    Nah, no my brother    No my sister    Try to get hip to this    Word, word to the mother    I'll tell the truth    So bear my witness    Fly like birds of a feather    Drugs are like pleather    You don't wanna wear it    No need to ask that question    Just don't mention    You know what the answer is       POS:    Now I never fancied Nancy    But the statement she made    Held a plate of weight    I even stressed it to Wade       DOVE:    Did he take any heed?       POS:    Nah, the boy was hooked    You coulda phrased the word "base"    And the kid just shook    In his fashion class once an A now an F    The rock rules him now    The only designs left    Were once clothes made for Osh-Kosh    Has converted to nothing but stonewash       DOVE:    Now hopping in a barrel is a barrel of fun    But don't hop in if you wanna be down, son    'Cause that could mean    Down and out as an action    What does that lead to?    Dum da dum dum    People say what have I done for all my years    My tears show my hard earned work    I heard shoving is worse than pushing    But I'd rather know a shover than a pusher    'Cause a pusher's a jerk       (Say no go)       POS:    Believe it or not    The plots forms a fee    More than charity    But the course doesn't coincide    With the ride of insanity    Is it a chant that slants    The soul to fill for it?    I know it's the border    That flaunts the order    To kill for it       DOVE:    Standing, scheming on a young one    Taking his time    8 ball for a cool pool player    Racked it all    Tried to break, miscued    Got beat by the boy in blue    Next day you're out    By the spot once more    Looking hard for a crack in the hole    I ask what's the fix for the ill stuff    Word to the Dero    The answer shoulda been no       POS:    Run me a score from the funky four plus one more    (It's the joint!)    Rewind that back    This is the age for a new stage of fiend    Watch how the junkies scream    For their crack    "It's the crack"t should explain it from the start    Behind the ideals of cranking up the heart    Now the Base claims shot over every part       (Say no go)    (Say no go)    (Don't even think about it)    (Say no go)    (Say no go)