Krayzie Bone - The Messenger (Skit) - Текст песни

[Restaurant Environment In The Background]


[Krayzie:] Aw Shit. Excuse me man, excuse me. 


[Waiter:] Uh, yes sir?


[The Messenger:] Could you tell me where the payphone at in here, or somethin'?


[Waiter:] Certainly. Back there by the wine racks. 


[The Messenger:] All right, thanks a 


lot. Thank you, thank you. 


[Waiter:] Oh, you're welcome sir.


[The Messenger:] Shit, it's a classy-ass, muthafuckin' restaraunt. Know this muthafucka got the money, punk-muthafucka. Shit. 


[Pick's up phone. Dialtone. Puts in 


money and dials. It rings at the other end.] [Contact answers phone]


[Contact:] Hello? 


[The Messenger:] Yeah, hello!


[Contact:] What's happenin'? 


[Messenger:] Yeah, I'm in the muthafuckin' spot now, man.


[Contact:] He there?


[The Messenger:] I don't see nobody yet, but I know the nigga'll be here. He got reservations. 


[Contact:] All right, handle your business.


[The Messenger:] I think I see his broad comin' in right now.


[Contact:] Right on, Time.


[The Messenger:] So, don't worry about shit. I'm a handle this nigga, man. This nigga in a classy-ass, muthafuckin' restaurant. I know this nigga got the muthafuckin' money. Don't worry about shit, I'm a have it. All right? 


[Contact:] No mercy nigga.


[The Messenger:] All right. 


[Hangs up phone]


[Broad:] Excuse me


[Waiter:] Uh, yes ma'am?


[Broad:] I have a reservation. It's for Jones.


[Waiter:] For Jones? Let me see here for a minute. Oh yes, Mr. Jones called, he said he is running late, but I am to seat you now.


[Broad:] Okay, thank you. 


[Waiter:] Follow me this way. Here you go ma'am. Um, would you like to start with something to drink while 


you wait?


[Broad:] Do you have a Chardonnay?


[Waiter:] Most certainly, coming right up. Oh, and uh, here is Mr. Jones right now. Hi, Mr. Jones how are you this evening?


[Mr Jones:] Hey, what's up? What's up? What's up?


[Broad:] Hi Baby.


[Mr Jones:] Hey, baby. Damn!


[Broad:] Baby, what took you so long? I been just waitin' and waitin'. This is a nice place.


[Mr Jones:] Yeah, its cool. It's cool. Did you order yet?


[Broad:] No, baby. I was waitin' on you. . . . Baby?


[Mr Jones:] What? What's happenin'?


[Broad:] That guy's been staring at me since I've sat down.


[Mr Jones:] What dude?


[Broad:] You know him?


[Mr Jones:] What dude?


[Broad:] That guy over there


[Mr Jones:] Over where? Aw Shit!


[Broad:] Baby, whats wrong?


[Mr Jones:] Damn, don't worry about it! Jus' Damn! Just', just be cool, just be cool.


[Broad:] Baby, he's walkin' over here now! 


Mr Jones:OH, Shit!!


[Broad:] Baby, he's, baby he's goin' in his jacket. 


The Messenger:Message for Mr. Jones, Muthafucka!


[Broad:] OH, SHIT!!


[Amist a massive array of gunfire and commotion:]


[Mr Jones:] Cover your head 


[The Messenger:] Punk muthafucka! Punk muthafucka! [Gunfire ceases.] 


Fuck you! Get the fuck out my way! Get the fuck out my way! 


[More gunfire.] 


Fuck you! Get the fuck out my way. Get the fuck out my way. 


[ByStander:] My leg! My leg!