Anti-Pop Consortium

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(spoken word sample) Like Manson, like Manson Something's fucked up here, it's just not right (M. Sayyid) I left my crib and slid like some barbeque ribs Hit the bridge at 80, puffing a twig, listening to B.I.G. The city lied on the side of my wig I had to dig for the right street where my man lived Pistol Peter Joker, kind of cat who'd sell a gat if you swing cottage to a North Dakota broker Had an addiction to coca Owed cats ? Sosa The night was buck like "Thriller" I pulled out in front of his villa He grinned like ?, with his girl, hopped in the middle like "Yo! What the fuck?" "Yo! What's up? What's up?" "Let's hit this tit joint!" Yo, yo, bet like Midler Pulling on a Miller, We excelled, dipped into the striptease slipping trees until my eyes were holier than Swiss cheese SongtexteFeeling 6 for 6 screen like Bixby I could barely drive, laughed like the first time I drank St. Ide's and twirled 'til I see the sign "Live girls!" Pulled up, locked the window "Yo! Your head's gonna swirl" Fuck that, flip, wait 'til you see this shit Punany punana-ny-ny It's on like 'frigerators Bouncers with alligators Pit faces like hellraisers wearing Cowboy hats patted me down with a frown and half slapped Sizzler banging out the system Not one busted female The spot was more flash than Korean E-mails Ass swinging, flopping, ringing more than retail One went in front of my eyes A couple of rounds went by This chick put on a disguise like Batman, gave a lapdance Pete was talking to this other female in black pants, Spandex, topless, swinging tits like reels on Ampex I heard her say something like she was ambidex He wanted to take it to the next Disappear with two bottles of vex Then I looked out the window, saw two cats come out a Lex Nodded to the bouncer, then pointed to the back where they flexed like "Fuck sex! Wait for a check!" "Pete! Let's jet! Let's be out! I feel a threat!" Then I heard a shriek The two cats from the Lex were somehow delete from the scene but the scream was definitely a female Young, just out of her teens The music came to a screech "Yo! Where the fuck is Pete?" Blood started sticking to my feet Then I heard a stripper flap "She's been stabbed!" I broke out like a bad rash, back to the ? Pete was hiding behind garbage and shit Talking about some cats who had a full clip to me and that chick but missed We rolled like "Fuck yo, I don't know!" Dropped him off by the bridge Came home to the lab, rolled a bag and took a drag thinking "Yo! Who popped the stripper? Was it my man blowing two L's and flipped on some Jack the Ripper? Or those Siamese cats in the Lex, iced like the Big Dipper? You paint the picture" "Yo! Who popped the stripper? Was it my man blowing two L's and flipped on some Jack the Ripper? Or those Siamese cats in the Lex, iced like the Big Dipper? You paint the picture" Who popped the stripper? Aus Songtexte Mania