Product Of The Environment [remix] Lyrics - Scratchology - X-ecutioners

[Archie Bunker] "It's all made up huh? Cause here he is" 

"You don't like anything about us. 

Y-you resent our attitudes, our politics, 

even the clothes we wear." 

[Verse One: Pete Nice (Prime Minister)] 

In the heart of the city ya pops nutted 

Twelve months later, your moms stuttered 

The side of your grill, ill creational 

You grew up, your rhymes were recreational 

A modern day production of the city street 

You said I didn't have it that I couldn't compete 

But the sleeper did sleep cause the sleeper shoulda woke up 

Now you're in my sight, the buddha sess you smoke up 

That's the element you carry your rhymes on 

but that style of rhyme won't let you live long 

Cause a strong song the Minister sent 

Cause I'm a product, of the environment 

"There it is, black and white." 

. 

"There it is, black and white" 

[Verse Two: MC Serch] 

On the streets of Far Rockaway, Queens 

Edgemill Waycrest, by B-17 

Redfern houses where 501's afraid to go 

is where I first kicked my lingo 

Crowd was flipped as I kicked it and didn't rest 

And my reward was almost a cap in my chest 

Now in 90, I can still say that 

the brothers in Rockaway, yo, they don't play that 

Hammer, Watts, or in every neighborhood 

Look around and see all the young hoods 

Kids will always be makin bids so you can't prevent 

bein a product, of the environment 

"There it is, black and white." 

. 

"There it is, black and white" 

[Verse Three: MC Serch, Pete Nice] 

Back in the days when kids were mack daddies 

Striped Lee jeans, playboys and Caddies 

Long Beach, the M.O.K. center 

He almost caught a bad one as he tried to enter 

I'd wait 

There it is G 

Bum rush the back door 

Then scatter, onto the dance floor 

Me and my boys, just skeezin all the cuties 

Never had static, cuz everybody knew me 

Local DJ's, tearin up the wax 

And out the corner, some punk gets taxed 

After the party, cracked open the forty 

Boosted from the store yo the man never caught me 

Jetted to the arcade, cranked the bass 

And then the five-oh chased us from the place 

Hop on the railroad, play the conductor 

Everywhere I went, I always tucked a 

marker in my jacket to bomb up where I went 

Cause we were just products, of the environment 

"There it is, black and white." 

. 

"There it is, black and white" 

[Verse Four: Pete Nice] 

You hear it in the strength of my voice and in my rhythm 

Igg it - now you know how I was livin 

It happened to me, like it happened to Serch 

Pimp Minister Pete Nice'll kick the verse 

Ah Richie Rich and my boy, Kiwai Hood-tight 

The K to A Kingston, Bedford-Stuyvesant 

Jetted to the Empire, and hoods was flammin 

Open for Dana, skins in are skammin 

Mouth open wide, all those listening 

Dumb open with a Cisco in my system 

Unprotected but respected for my own self 

Cause of talent, no shade, or nothin else 

A time of tension, racially fenced in 

I came off (and all the brothers blessed him) 

I left more than a mark, I left a dent 

Cause I'm a product, of the environment 

"There it is, black and white." 

. 

"There it is, black and white" 

[Pete Nice, MC Serch shoutouts] 

? shout Sam Sever, D-DS 

Yo true indeed a doo doo shout out to Marley Marl and the IC Posse 

Doug E. Doug 

Yo K.M.D. Kausin Much Damage 

My man Shameeq from the Fort 

Yo Kurious Jorge and Bobbi-to! 

The Jungle Kid 

True indeed 

Nice and Smooth 

Yo I want to give a shout to Digital Underground 

Reanimator Disagree, my brother V-Nice 

Larry MC Euthanasia, peace in pieces for ninety 

Puta! 

Out.