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antipop consortium - 9.99 lyrics

[spoken word sample]
like man something, man something…
something’s f-cked up here, this is just, this is just, you know, 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 line on the side of my wig
i had to dig for the right street, for the house, where my man lived
pistol pete, a joker, kind of cat who’d sell a gat
and beach-front cottage to a north dakota broker
had an addiction to poker
owed cats since mcgwire and sosa
the night was bugged like “thriller”
i pulled out in front of his villa
he grinned like riddler, waved at his girl, hopped in the whip
like “yo! what the f-ck, man?”
“yo! what’s up? what’s up?”
“let’s hit this t-t joint!”
yup, yup, bet like midler
pulling on a miller
we accelled, dipped to the striptease
split trees until my eyes were holier than swiss cheese
feeling 6 foot 6 green 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”
nah, f-ck that, flip, wait ’til you see this sh-t, i’m sayin’

punany punana-ny-ny

it’s on like ‘frigerators
bouncers with alligators
pin face like h-llraisers wearing
cowboy hats patted me down with a frown and half slap
sizzla banging out the system of sound
not one busted female
the spot was more flash than korean lee nails
-ss swinging, flopping, ringing more than retail
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 t-ts 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 becks
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 “f-ck s-x! we waitin’ for a check!”
“yo 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 deleted 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 f-ck is pete?”
blood started sticking to my feet
then i heard a stripper flap “b-tch’s been stabbed!”
i broke out like a bad rash, back to the whip
pete was hiding behind garbage and sh-t
talking about some cats
did a full clip to me and that chick but missed
we rolled like “f-ck yo, i don’t know!”
dropped him off by the bridge
came back 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 that 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 that 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?

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