A Tribe Called Quest — Pubic Enemy Saturday Night Virus Discomix

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 her mind: her, a bimbo She answered no, so she had to go... On with the program "Greetings, it seems that I've forgotten your name" But it seems that she'd 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 brother who she acquainted Was the enemy, scary, ain't it? The pubic enemy Q-Tip: Old King Cole was a merry old soul Had a lady queen, married since 18 He protested, that he was infested With thoughts of love and he couldn't digest it All propaganda, one big fat lie Cause I seen the king with my very own eye Schemed the scheme like a crack fiend fiend And poppin up on the teenage scene And proppin and pimpin hunnies with moneys Whole situation to Tip, was kinda funny He hold the crown but not the jimmy hat Now he wears a frown and the jimmy hates that Saw the fair maiden in the royal bedroom Caught the king scratchin, so she had to assume That he got vicked by the enemy's tricks 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 Q-Tip: Everybody get sweating, a deep is still a threaten About the AIDS, they hate the AIDS, but still will be forgettin About the Syph or Gony like the Rocky Picture Horror Don't move tracks, cause the pubic had the hour You can get it from sleepin' in nasty dirty sheets and Wearin' nasty clothes for, oh, about a weekend I suggest you do yourself a big favor The press I keep questin, I'll be damned if I save ya Please remember this: a kiss is just a kiss A hug is just a hug, but a bug ain't just a bug If you get the bug, oh boy, you'll be buggin' You'll regrets your moments even when you started lovin' ....... Damn! After loving, just take it out Don't get so far to Q, man Inspect yourself, protect yourself Respect yourself, then correct yourself Make sure you don't get had by the man Yo, Ali, man, damn Give me some rubs, boo