[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.»
«Honey…»
«Mother-fuck you!»
[Ice Cube]
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!»
«Mother-fuck you!»)
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!»