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by 3rd Bass
Lyrics by: MC Serch, Pete Nice
# Debut Chart
26 Jun '91 R&B
29 Jul '91 Hot 100

Lyrics

Let's all sing Pop Goes the Weasel Pop goes the, pop goes the Winding of the weasel I see the empty pocket Needs a refill I got a squad with A list of complainers I should have started R.A.P.E Rappers Against Phony Entertainers So we can make it known That we won't get swayed It's ninety-one, son, So something's gotta change Getting paid to peddle Sneakers and soda pop Pop goes the weasel As drawers drop 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 Becoming so simplistic I got a strong mind It doesn't have to be spoonfed 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 [CHORUS] Pop, pop goes The weasel, the weasel Pop, pop goes The weasel, the weasel Pop, pop goes The weasel, the weasel Pop goes the weasel 'Cause the weasel goes pop [repeat CHORUS] 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 a start in the ghetto Let no one forget about the hard part Now in ninety-one We got a new brand, a new band Looking like the same old clan 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 Appearing in complex structure Like a pyramid The paper for the media presence You learn lessons from The face of false legend Stop vexing on the skills You ain't originate The thin ice you skate upon Will break and set you straight Ate up on the plate Now who's diesel Not the weasel, not the weasel Pop goes the weasel


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[repeat CHORUS 2x] You stole somebody's record Then you looped it, you looped it You boosted the record Then you looped it, you looped it Aiyo, I came from Cali And they hooped it, they hooped it But now you're getting sued Kinda stupid Boosted tracks get slaps You got no haps To reach all four corners Of the map For kids in Kansas To those who speak Spanish Doing crazy damage So the wack gets banished Can't manage the truth Until you buy a way You ain't quick so you switch off The exit from my highway To rest but a crook Had to take a second look Ever heard of a chef who can't cook But the Minister Prime can lay laws Hey, yo, 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 you run through The doors some left open Roping off the scenes Of the crime smoking I got pub and I'm a nut like a Scud, see Blowing up like I'm throwing up a beef patty Sell-outs run about like the measles No cures, 'cause pop goes the weasels [repeat CHORUS 4x]

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