CB4

Ladies and gentlemen, the most

exciting stage show you've ever seen!

Appearing live! It's Doug E Fresh

and the Get Fresh Crew!

- # Excuse me, huggy friend

- # Yes

# Have you ever seen a show

when fellows on a mic

# Make one minute rhymes

that don't come out right

- # Say right that's not polite

- # They never rhyme

- # Am I annoying you?

- # No, you're quite right

# Well, tonight on this very mic

you're about to hear

# We swear the best song rappers on the

air so, hear 'em yell scream, grovel

# Also hippity no

This is called the show

- # Hey, yo, Doug put your valleys on

- # What

# Yo, Rick, I was about to

But I need a shoehorn

- # Why

- # Because these shoes hurt my corn

# Six minutes, six minutes

# Six minutes Doug E Fresh, you're on

Uh-uh on, uh-uh on

# Uh-uh on uh-uh on

# Uh-uh-uh-uh uh-uh-uh on

# Oh, oh, oh, my God

- # Here we go, come on

- # Come on

- # Here we go, come on

- # Come on, yo, what's wrong with that?

# I don't know,

there're legs all over the top

- # Oh, I forgot the date

- # Man, you did it again? Oh, no

# Here we go, come on

Here we go, come on

# Here we go, did we miss the show?

- # No, no, n-n-no, we didn't

- # Why

- # No, no, n-n-no, we didn't

- # W-W-Why

- # No, we didn't

- # Well, don't get us wrong

# 'Scuse me, Doug E

'Scuse me, Doug E

# 'Scuse me Doug E Fresh,

you're on uh-uh on, on, on...

Now, fellas, this is kind of

the condensed rough cut, OK?

It's very rough.

I know you guys are pressed for time

with the big show, yippee, coming up.

But what I need here is your input.

Shut the f*** up and start this sh*t!

My woman's waitin' for me.

- Yeah.

- OK, here we go. It's rough.

Don't be touchin' me, man, OK?

CB4! CB4!

CB4! CB4! CB4!

CB4! CB4! CB4!

CB4! CB4! CB4!

CB4! CB4! CB4!

Motherf***er!

CB4 in the motherfuckin' house. Yeah.

Yeah, Gusto's in the motherfuckin'house

with my man, Dead Mike.

We breakin'motherfuckers off 24-7.

- Yo, Gusto.

- Check this sh*t out.

# Straight outta Locash

A crazy motherf***er named Gusto

# I f*** your wife

'cause the b*tch is a big ho

# I f*** your sister, I f*** your cat

# I would've f***ed your mom

but the b*tch is too fat...

They were the biggest

rap group in the world.

They sold more records than Elvis

Presley and Coretta Scott King combined.

They'll forever be known as

the world's most dangerous band,

Cell Block 4.

Yo, check this out. I'm hard-core.

I had a lid on this game.

I had this sewed up, man.

Then I heard these motherfuckers, CB4.

These motherfuckers is real, G.

They show me their guns, G.

What the f*** I'm supposed

to do now, man? Can't dance.

Sh*t's f***ed up.

But I met 'em. Gusto stepped to me.

He said, "Yo, Ice. You down with CB4."

I was blessed, man.

If I had to choose one,

I'm Gusto all the way.

It's those gold teeth that...

Something, I don' know.

Gusto. Is that it?

I saw Gusto one day.

We was at a park picnic.

You know, he was with his family.

I didn't wanna trip, you know, cos his

people was there. His pops was there.

I didn't wanna trip. I just played

the background and kicked it.

I'll catch him, you know,

at a swap meet or somethin'.

Question, Flav.

How does CB4 fit into the world of rap?

Let me tell you somethin'.

They don't fit, you know?

They're kinda wack. Word up, G.

Yo, man, they perpetrators, man. The

whole nine. They real f***in' fake, kid.

I think It's unfair that Cell Block 4

is being picked on...

At other concerts where they have

rat heads, cat heads being bit off,

spittin' in a cup and passing it around,

gettin' it back and drinkin' it...

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