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Its UK Hip-Hop but not as you know it...
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Mink-C
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Mink-C
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February 19, 2004
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okay, so i was at this chinese restaurant the other day had trouble pickin
grabbed the menu, chose the rice, won tons and crispy chilli chicken
the lights were dim, some chinese music was bumpin, picked up the wooden chopsticks
chinese food is the shit, my favorite food since 86
well i downed another drink but damn this beer is strong
looked at the label, import 18% volume comin from hong kong
the room started spinnin, sweating now, atmosphere was hot and thick
headed outside for some air because i started feeling sick
shit i've started trippin out, there is dirt under my feet
rickshaws passing past instead of mercedes benzs in the street
and wheres the post office, shopping centre and bus station?
all i see is carts, donkeys, straw hats, must be hallucinating
then a pretty girl comes up and gently bows her head
wouldn't understand a word, this shits fucking with my head
leads me into a wooden building i try to clear my brain
its got a roof just like the ones on those old karate video games
girls dancing, sit me cross-legged on the floor
give me a goblet to drink from, pull out a bottle and pour
i'm the centre of attention, and they are throwing me flowers
kinda zoned out, felt like they have danced for hours
in formation like ballerinas, must have been 18 - no older
relaxed with an oriental chick behind massaging my neck and shoulders
then they've finished the show they help me up to my feet
tossing lilleys in my path and lead me back to the street
outside the scene was calm with no traffic in the street
a blackbird flew down from a rooftop, landed at my feet
and then it morphed into a old man, piercing eyes made an inspection
like a chinese Harold Shipman about to give an insulin injection
he said something in chinese but i didn't have a clue
but some subtitles appeared saying "The chosen one is you"
"you will fly with the birds and bless our sacred temple in your name"
then he kicked me to the ground and tied me up with ropes and chains
children singing, the crowd were smiling and beaming
up on the altar, could see the blade gleaming
priests muttering their passages, i'm genuinely afraid
close my eyes and re-open them but nothing has changed
hear the air displace as the blade falls down
the only thing i'm hopin for is that i come back around
feel a sharp pain in my neck, and my eyes go cloudy
thats it, peace outta here, i'm ghost, i'm audi
