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    ..    [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    ..    [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    ..    [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    ..    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