Portrait planned it back in the days
So don't label the hoods on appearances
A portrait, a self far from [Incomprehensible]
Shock master [Incomprehensible] got crazy hoods
New Orleans, Seattle
But now you can't find
A hundred and forty-fifth street, down on Lennox
3rd Bass
3rd Bass
Waitin' for dice to give the go ahead
I seen your skins like to go to the motels
Looked out, gave you three strikes, you struck out
Three a.m. and it was off to the rooftop
3rd Bass
Torn up by the Kent, the Clark dark
3rd Bass
Hip-Hop star ski, the masters of ceremony
Milk was chillin' as I chilled in the back room
A landmark marked in the cranium
But your ass won't know to the hotels
It's a stick-up, so why'd you interrupt?
Philly, D.C
Oakland Compton watts wearin' the hoods
Money-makin' strong island
3rd Bass
But this artifice flipped, your beans is spent
Listenin' to his program
Gassed you up then slap you with my staff
Star child made all the hoes squeal
White gold, but no accounts in Swiss Banks
We knocked boots and the boots got knocked
3rd Bass
Blew your blunts out you wings stuck up your ass
Young strays, posted at the L.Q. on Friday's
Boostin' Houston got crazy hoods
Whippin' home in the sunshine, fun time
3rd Bass
North Carolina cannot forget about Atlanta
And pop rap couldn't get a dime to eat
Listen to snaps, cuts by scoob and scrap
Yo, money-makin' Miami, Chicago
I used to meet your moms between the sheets
Ka-ka-cracked out, was hookin' property
The portrait of an artist as a hood
3rd Bass
That reaches into every household in the country
Pop shit with the 3rd, knock your fronts out
Yo the hoods is in Brooklyn, Queens, Bronx
3rd Bass
Yo Pete man, yo where the hoods at Pete?
The focus, the portrait of the artist as a hoods-up
You never thought that a gangsta could talk sense
Picture painted with the goals and the good
Union square, to tear up the KRS tracks
3rd Bass
For a herringbone hear the tune of the audio two
So such bust material cerebral
Hawkin' 50 Cent, puttin' heads to bed
A parking lot where the Latin quarter stood
So they dismiss this as vulgarity
I'm eatin' cereal with spoons sippin' cepacol
As the brothers try to spark
3rd Bass
East St. Louis got crazy hoods
And once laughed and pointed at the university
Daddy-O slipped me some 'cause my breath stank
Yo, they're makin' mills but what about the hood?
Took your papes out your pocket and just stood out
Yo true indeed, Louisville
Think tanks once rolled on the city streets
Five a.m. it was the S and S
Hoods is up so skills is up
True flam, flammin' words on wax discus
3rd Bass
For a dollar crack heads armor-alled your wheels
Universe is versus hoods prospectus
I send surreal scenes where you never been
From Detroit to mobile Alabama
Some perk without skills and push a pen
'Cause a lip is zipped, I paint pictures
Memphis Tennesse Cleveland
But now I bring it back in front of packed stadiums
Clubs like this that kept the music in the street
And the hoods are holdin' their joint and they're out
3rd Bass
Yo can't forget Newark New Jersey
My discussion of impression ain't ignorance
3rd Bass
