Ace In The Hole Lyrics - Singles - 3rd Bass

Ace is the place with the helpful hardware 

Prime's got a spare, it's truth or dare 

Stare into the face of a kid who is a hypocrite 

Take all that hate, why don't you try flippin' it? 

I never went out, out drinkin' Pepsi sips 

And never laced up my boots in fruity bits 

I ain't pretty so my fetish ain't knighthood 

'Cause no one wears sequins in my neighborhood 

'Cause my feet are firmly planted on the concrete 

High-top fade, with no need for a blonde streak 

Now let me chill, it's a sign of maturity 

And I would never steal a chant from a Black Greek Fraternity 

Elvis, Elvis baby, too bold, too bold 

Ice, ice baby, no soul, no soul 

Last year we gassed, ya up 

Now herbals fill your pastures 

Masters of movement and mayhem 

While last year record shows stopped for a Racist 

Countin' cards and blackjacks, throwin' aces 

Places I've seen and I've seen all types of grills 

It's the K. M. D., 3 R D fills 

Which builds up the fence for the fibs you're sprayin' 

My ace is in the hole 

So whatcha playin'? 

K. M. D. and 3rd bass is just ace in the hole 

Ace in the hole 

(I mean soul) 

K. M. D. and 3rd bass is just ace in the hole 

Ace in the hole 

(I mean soul) 

K. M. D. and 3rd bass is just ace in the hole 

Ace in the hole 

(I mean soul) 

That's it right? Check ithis 

Humm goes the kick, check out how I flick it 

As the thumb presses quick, suckers on the mix 

And, yeah, the birthstone kid, Zev Love X 

And Mr. X took a lickin', so Onyx, what's the time it is? 

Time is to get my cocka-doodle rooster yappin' 

Wakin devil heads with my poor style rappin' 

Time is a quarter shorter that in order be sorta 

Tap in my line and just knowledge me 

Eats the baby food with no bib 

And ad-lib from the reverand rib's crib 

The lesson is, yeah, someday true and fix 

Yeah, all garbage no fib 

I'm talkin' bout the nubians, yeah, the Black man 

No sugar sweet snacks for the sour sap 

To see home, why should I have to check the maps? 

The haps is negative I give many many caps 

For a heavy, heavy gun, about a ton it weighs 

That keep you, bustin' off for days as sure as every sucker pays 

In time, tis mine 

The 'cause is a hole where the bass is ace for rhymes 

Evils in my midst bound to get crushed, rushed 

Helps to manage, we're causin' much damage 

So we go on and on, word bond 

Mic's they got torn by the 'cause long as Jimmy cracks corn bores 

Hamhand gets no support 

By the God Squad, God body, for short call me God born 

Headnod to this like a King Of Swing, thing and 

Check the verse I disperse, see what I'm bringin' 

Is an ace in the hole 

Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, a ace in the hole! 

Yeah, ace in the hole? 

Uh huh, uh huh, a ace in the hole! 

The Zev Love X 

(Ace in the hole) 

Subroc 

(Ace in the hole) 

MC Onyx 

(Ace in the hole) 

To MC Search 

(Ace in the hole) 

Dj Richie Rich 

(Ace in the hole) 

Spankor 

(Ace in the hole) 

To cool Poppa Sha 

(Ace in the hole) 

My man Smoke 

(Ace in the hole) 

To one and another 

(Ace in the hole) 

Sig Luva 

(Ace in the hole) 

Boogie man J Quest 

(Ace in the hole) 

To Curious Jorge 

(Ace in the hole) 

And Jump to Bobbito 

(Ace in the hole) 

To the 

(Ace in the hole) 

To SD 50's 

(Ace in the hole) 

To G. Y. P. 

(Ace in the hole) 

To my man, Sam Sever 

(Ace in the hole) 

My man, Prince Paul 

(Ace in the hole) 

To the Crackhead Gams 

(Ace in the hole) 

To the one Chubb Rock 

(Ace in the hole) 

To Vanilla Wafer, later! 

Word to your motha! 

Your mother, man, oh, man, word to your mutha!