3rd Bass, Stimulated, Dummies - Pop Goes the Weasel (Radio Edit) lyrics

Let's all sing, Pop Goes the Weasel!

Pop goes the
Pop goes the windin of the weasel
I see the empty pocket needs a refill

I got a squad with a list of complainers
I should have started RAPE:
Rappers Against Phony Entertainers
So we can make it known
That we won't get swayed
It's ninety-one son
So somethin's gotta change

Gettin paid to peddle sneakers and soda pop
(pop pop pop)
Pop goes the weasel as drawers drop
(drop drop dop)
Why not take your top ten pop hit
Fix the music and make senseless ryhmes fit

I guess it's the fact that
You can't be artistic
Intricate raps, becomin so simplistic
I gotta strong mind it doesn't
Have to be spoon-fed
And I can read what doesn't have to be read

So some stay illiterate and feeble
Legally licked
You go the ways of the weasel (the weasel)

3rd Bass

Pop Pop goes the weasel, the weasel
Pop goes the weasel, 'cuz the weasel goes pop

Hip-hop, got turned into hit pop
The second a record was number
One on the pop charts
For those that get on heart that
Got it's start in the ghetto

Let no one forget about the hard part
Now in ninety-one we got a new brand
A new band lookin like the same old Klan
Same old theives that skeez so
We gotta make sure
That real rap has got to endure

Why score all my points in one peroid
Appearin in complex structure like a pyramid
The paper for the media presence
Ya learn lessons from the
Face of false legend

Stop vexin on the skills, ya ain't originate
The thin ice you skate upon will
Break and set ya straight
Ate up on the plate, now who's diesel
Not the weasel, not the weasel
Pop goes the weasel

Boosted tracks get slaps, ya got no haps
To reach all four corners of the map
For kids in Kansas to those who speak Spanish
Doin crazy damage so the wack gets banished
Can't manage the truth until you buy a way
Ya ain't quick so ya switch off

The exit from my highway
To rest but a crook
Has to take a second look
Ever heard of a chef who can't cook?
But the Minister Prime can lay laws
Aiyyo, Pete Nice
Rip the mic and go for yours

Goes for mine, I goes for mine
Find the Prime won't eat the
Green eggs and swine on line like the Serch
In the hoody with the woody
Get a disc or tape, at Sam Goody

Why'd ya run through the
Doors some left open?
Ropin off the scenes of the crime smokin
I got pub and I'mma nut like a SCUD see
Blowin up, like I'm throwin up a beef patty
Sellouts run in bouts like the measles
No cures, cause pop goes the weasels