(blends into intro with dialogue from spike lee’s _do the right thing_)
"twenty d energizers."
"twenty, c energizer? "
"d, not c, d."
"b energizer? "
"d motherfucker, d! learn to speak english first, alright? d!"
"how many you say? "
"twenty, motherfucker, twenty."
Everytime I wanna go get a fuckin brew
I gotta go down to the store with the two
Oriental one-penny countin motherfuckers
That make a nigga made enough to cause a little ruckus
Thinkin every brother in the world’s out to take
So they watch every damn move that I make
They hope I don’t pull out a gat and try to rob
They funky little store, but bitch, I got a job
("look you little chinese motherfucker
I ain’t tryin to steal none of yo’ shit, leave me alone!"
Yo yo, check it out
So don’t follow me, up and down your market
Or your little chop suey ass’ll be a target
Of the nationwide boycott
Juice with the people, that’s what the boy got
So pay respect to the black fist
Or we’ll burn your store, right down to a crisp
And then we’ll see ya!
Cause you can’t turn the ghetto - into black korea
"i do fuck you!"