Pubic Enemy Lyrics

Check this out, Cool DJ, Red Alert With my man, Q-Tip
In the morning, woke up from sexual pleasures Looked at her sexual partner Who acquainted her acquaintance Five hours ago at a disco She went lower than low into limbo
A thought crossed the mind, her, a bimbo She answered no, so she had to go on with the program Credence, it seems that I've forgotten your name But it seems that she's done the same And now something has happened
Suddenly, she's been distracted By something that has been attracted She poked and poked and smacked at it Then she broke down and she scratched it Now, I think you understand
Clinic, saw the doctor flex his biceps Then he picked up a pair of forceps Her pretty face showed fright Right then and there, she fainted
A really grim picture is painted The brotha who she acquainted Was the enemy, scary ain't it? The pubic enemy
Yeah, let me tell you More about pubic enemy Ay, Q-Tip
Old King Cole was a merry old soul Had a lady queen, married since 18 He protested that he was infested Get lots of love and he couldn't digest it All propaganda, one big fat lie 'Cuz I see the king with my very own eye
Schemed and schemed like a crack fiend king And poppin' up on the teammates scene And poppin' and pimpin' on hunnies with moneys Whole situation to me was kinda funny He hold the crown but not the Jimmy hat Now he wears a frown and the Jimmy hates that
So the fair maiden in the royal bedroom Caught the king scratchin', so she had to assume That he got viced by the enemy's trick The thought of cheatin' made the maiden so sick That she screamed and screamed Went on and kept screamin'
Threw a pot and his dome was beamin' You could hear him yellin' in the motherland Baby, baby, please, baby, understand She ignored and walked through the gate The king is in the kingdom To await his fate of the enemy The pubic enemy
Prop master, yeah, please listen to me, what? Something lurkin' by the Jim Browski Who? Jenny? No, not populated A horrible creature that must be penetrated He gets all into ya, then he tries to do ya
You better run fast, he's gonna pursue the What? Yo listen here, prop master whiz, no one fears Oh, the caves know, just thought I'd let ya know How he lives and how he go Watch yourself when you're out on the run
The enemy is missed, we'll have too much fun There's four friends of mine that thought they were bad And laid up this girl, so now, they're sad They scratched and scratched like it was Saturday and
Listen here, this is Cool DJ, Red Alert Known as the true, the only, the very one, the prop master There's only one thing I gotta tell ya There's a whole lotta prop masters out there You know what I mean?
Shaheed a prop master, Q-Tip a prop master The Jungle Brothers a prop master BDP a prop master, 45 King a prop master I won't tell you nuthin' 'bout the ladies They ain't no prop master but you know Who's the main prop master, me