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Scene Taco
Everything has calmed down and Thurston gets up to ask Lee a quick question. Thurston bumps shoulders with The Game on accident and The Game becomes furious.
The Game: Whats you doin in my way sucka chump.
Thurston: Sorry
The Game: Sucka chump sucka chump you best not be callin me out son! I'm The Game!
Thurston: ?????
The Game: Ah no you didn't! We needs to settle this in a rap battle.
Dr. Dre comes up and talks to The Game.
Dr Dre:I don't know if you wanna do this. This cat can ryme.
The Game: I isn't afraid of some white boy!
Thurston: FINE LETS GO!
Steve Shelly gets behind the kit and starts playing a rap beat.
The Game: Uhhhh! Yeah! Uh! I got a sucka chump named Thurston Whore he plays in da yoof and is just a bore. Uh Uh Uh yeah!
The music stops.
Danza: Wait was that it?
The Game: What you mean dats it? I ripped him to pieces.
Sonic Youth picks up thier equipment and starts playing Master Dik. Patti Smith holds a single microphone to record it all.
Thurston:
One two, one two, one two titty
I know every nook and cranny in New York City
We're Ciccone and that's enough
I'm the Royal Tuff Titty and you gotta taste my love
Taste my love
Yeah Come on everybody and rock with me
I am the one on the Christmas tree
Now whippin' out the words like a moving story
Now walking up the stairs and corkin' up the board
Trippin' anywhere, I don't fuckin' care
Put on some dark eyes and wave me goodbye
John Violence, Schizophrenicroom, HaydenAsche, The Dom, and especially Sellouteater are freaking out and doing the robot.
[Kiss sample: "said she's looking good"]
[thurston does random ciccone rap overtop]
[thurston says something i can't decipher, coughs, and a second Kiss sample begins - "i know" - w/ thurston singing along, then saying "Gene Simmons is an ugly mother.....". back into "i know" and then "c-c-ciccone... we're ciccone" etc... "i know" again... more mumbled shit... "got off balance..??..Sun Ra...?????" ... "like a hylozoic gonna pass right through saying 'all is one and one is too too many'...] London fuck you're pissing me off
Hollywood weirdo, cough cough cough
Won't you please let me rock you
Now I'm just a boy with not much to do
Everybody says doesn't come from above
You're gonna scream when you taste my love
Taste my love
Yeah.....C-C-C-C-Ciccone...C-C-C-C-Ciccone..
Yeah we're Ciccone...
...aaaaaaaaahhhhh........
We're ciccone...ciccone..c-ciccone..ciccone
The Plane goes wild and the Game faints from embarrassment.
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