[00:00.00] 作词 : Michael Berrin/Peter J. Nash/Paul E. Huston/T. Mccall[00:01.00] 作曲 : Michael Berrin/Peter J. Nash/Paul E. Huston/T. Mccall[00:06.50]"No static at all..."[00:18.11]Beef not needed to waste one[00:19.91]'Cause trouble don't feed the bass drum[00:21.80]Some so feeble, so play the hoodlum[00:23.99]A humdrum liver in bedlam[00:25.96]Bet your last buck, you don't laugh to this[00:28.00]Your horse came last behind the cactus[00:29.99]Back so strong, you thought wrong a fallacy[00:31.98]The groove will whip and flip, 'cause it has to be[00:34.18]In there, like Belvedere in his underwear[00:36.41]On the new year, my dear, so make it clear[00:38.31]I'm gonna ask do you wanna live small?[00:40.14]Static? Nah troop, none at all[00:43.94]Why meddle in the middle of a ruckus[00:45.77]? sip slowly on Snapple in hand[00:47.66]Not these hands of mine holdin' clippers[00:49.90]Slip and clip your flat-top to Ceasar[00:51.83]Ease your ego, I go toe to toe[00:53.72]Throw my voice like I throw my yo-yo[00:55.76]And ho-ho-ho, on the mic, is life support[00:57.90]And toward a crumb static ain't my sport[00:59.78]I swing to this, Serch swings to that[01:01.74]And as you noticed, they always wear hats[01:03.79]Boots and loops produced by Prince Paul[01:05.86]Slaps ya skull, no static at all[01:16.20]Static mixed in, but it don't cling[01:18.03]To a fat rope **** Gucci link or an earring[01:20.29]Hand now gropin' for stabbin'[01:21.97]But the hand is used to get skins[01:24.01]Skim the cream, but it seems you still rise[01:25.94]For some who lives more, now life lifesize[01:28.34]All are lepers in my SwingDom[01:30.22]Groups and troops get friends and they bring them[01:32.32]In goes, props so pop til the mornin'[01:34.26]Home to the young, pop still snorin'[01:36.20]Wake up, you blockhead, and heed the call[01:37.99]Ayo, no static at all[01:43.74]I flip on kicks, my DJ tricks[01:45.85]The a.k.a code name Richie Rich[01:47.99]Da..da..da..daddy Rich[01:54.80]You never watch him on TV?[01:56.02]Straight no takes, the iron had Eastbridge[01:57.81]Full on 1210's flippin' the beats[02:07.78]Some bust nuts, Daddy Rich bust cuts[02:09.89]Such transform over rhythms on dust[02:11.94]I rush this rhythm, hold like Mingus[02:13.94]I swing this joint, no static to sting this[02:31.85]A bxtch's brew, who snappin' gyro[02:33.98]Scabs can't craft what only the fly knows[02:35.92]Got skins all in on schemin'[02:37.98]Scandalous hooks grab on to what's gleamin'[02:39.98]I'm seemin' vexed in my rhymin' texts[02:41.99]Opened up shop to chop off the hairnets[02:43.76]I put off punks like junk so sporadic[02:45.72]Stashed away like old drawers in my attic[02:47.83]Or drawers on my legs, figures what I says[02:49.77]Snack on Jolly Rancher or Orange Pez[02:52.39]Yep this ain't no collect call[02:54.19]So peace, yo Pete - No static at all!True!