Lyrics:
Yea yea yea
A life a crime lead to chalk lines, kill ya stomach quicker than pork rinds
You know da deal
I'm in the game while you courtside,
on the streets, we had to keep a torch (keep)
My nigga died, have my mind up in the deepest thoughts
My akh will drop a body way before he's eatin' pork
Yeah,
still fucking with some dorks, bitch
You fuck with shitlin ass niggas, you fuck with pork, bitch (pork, bitch)
Baby, what you really waiting for?
ain't always green, the meat ain't always lean
Make sure it's allowed, no pork on the fork
No swine in the cupcake, feeling we know it's pork
Keep your
ain't always green, the meat ain't always lean
Make sure it's allowed, no pork on the fork
No swine in the cupcake, feeling we know it's pork
Keep your
so shook?"
Who's shook? I look shook to you? Pork, pork
The shit remind him responded in thought talk
Couldn't creep up on it with
Your best ninja
Well I'm a pig charmer, lie in filth getting off
I make my bed in a wallow, lackey, fill my trough
Digging through the garbage bubble fried a pork
pork,
Fools in the dark, they be the fools
that I meet in the park, walking ring behind you
glad the day they find you , run but you can't hide
as you
hungry from gorilla talk (you here me)
I'm talkin' beef not a bit of pork (no pork)
If you a soldier go get your boss (where he at)
We need to sit
These rappers starting to look like them pork chops you smother
Slide me a fork damn right I eat pork
I'm sick I dine on the swine flu with every
through a gauntlet
[Ghostface Killah]
Yo, my plate never pork, I sink deep into minds where you can't talk
Cough it up, bitch, I shine like Chinaware
Shine
your particular favorite ho?
Well I like sexual chocolate hoes
Milky hoes, goya hoes, pork fried rice hoes
Red light special hoes
And my favorite?
felt grateful and groovy but Roland the roadie felt love
And some folks loves ham hocks and some folks loves pork chops and some folks love vegetable
front on me
I'm in a fucked up position but if he squeezes again, I'ma lift 'em
A few seconds later now here comes the siren
Oh shit, it's the pork chop
[Dialogue Written by Quentin Tarantino]
VINCENT
Want some bacon?
JULES
Naw, man, I don't eat pork.
VINCENT
Are you Jewish?
JULES
I ain't Jewish, I
Faded old blue wranglers dusty cowboy hat pair of scuffed up boots upon your feet
Can of pork n beans that you opened with your knife
It ain't much
again, Im gon lift em
a few seconds later now here comes the siren
oh shit its the pork chop patrol
their on Ignorance's payroll
and they only came
a robot but it's all mine
So why you dancing like that?
Wearing your pork pie hat
I guess that now we know
Why they call you disco
So why you dancing like
don't you know, I'm that dude
Yo, yo, born from a stork
Kung Pao chicken, you can pile on the pork
When I get bored, I just call up Scott Storch
House
that watermelon one?
Yeah, that got pork in it it got pork in it?
Yeah yo I didn't even know I
Thought it was only the yellow number 7
Wow I thought that
of you are going to heaven
You're not my children
You're a bad game of Sims
You shouldn't abstain from pork just 'cause you think that I want you
it up your ass?
"Do you understand that that pork can kill you?"
"Look, motherfucker, pork is not gonna kill me
Unless they figure a way
Hey yo check this out
I don't mean to sound like a fiend but
Me and you make a better team than
Hot dogs and pork & beans
And I dig the way that you
pussy or pork
So ever since then, gets no more pork
See though, don't get me wrong
Cause I'm not just anyone
Let me break it down, iller
Probably show you
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