MZ: And you're sure he's going to be in here?
Alpha: Yeah. B. B. Stuart's always at the Hypertext Cafe.
MZ: All right, I'll scan the room for him. What are you going to do?
Alpha: I'm gonna do what I do best — shit, I'mma get me a drink.
Step through the door
Got the lights pouring on me
Hot chicks on the floor
Looking for that glory
IP in the background
Fillin' me with stories
MZ gettin' mad
Booty don' absorbed me
Grimace or grin
Hypertext's where I been
Credits and huntin'
Killin' CODE distant sin
Check out the chick in that sequin skirt
C'mere, girl, you know I like the way you makin' it work, damn
Ugh, Alpha, can you stay focused please
We're looking for BB Stuart
Not to find you a squeeze
Yah, yah, yah, yah,
I'll see you later darlin'
Just in case, here's my number
Got a feeling you'll be callin'
Okay, MZ, you found the man yet
No, but keep the wandering eyes in check
Cause you always seem to forget what we're doing in Hypertext
I didn't like how that Code felt
Okay, damn, can a man get his drink set, shit
ALPHA + MZ:
Welcome to Hypertext, I said
Welcome to Hypertext, they said
Pour a cold one
Drugs and guns
Hot girls
Come and take one, I said
Welcome to Hypertext, I said
Welcome to Hypertext, they said
Black market accessories
Rumors off the mill
But the killin's free
MZ: Found him.
ALPHA: Hey, B. B.
B. B.: What's up man?
Alpha: I gotta talk to you, homie.
B. B.: Yeah!
Alpha: You got someplace we can go in here without any prying ears?
B. B.: Fa'sho, fa'sho, man, we an definitely do that. Yo, who's that fine ass android you got with you?
MZ: Excuse me?
B. B.: What's up puddin' can I get yo name?
MZ: Boy, please.
B. B.:
Yo, my man Alpha
You know it's been awhile dude
Remember those triplets from Aphrodite Planet 2
We used to kill, every planet in the nebula
I heard you need my help, what can I do for ya
BB, I'm gonna tell you, it's seedy
Lethal CODE is free and greedy
Gotta find the network
And put a stop to the genie, man
B. B.:
You know it's funny
Things around here ain't right
And my clientele is dropping
No more money in sight
The world around I.P.
Some jokers tryina stop me
Got these mini-me hustlers
Wanna be my carbon copy
Those dudes at the bar
I think they're part of his clique
Betchu if you holler at them
You can see who they wit'
If they cause trouble
That's never a thing
But we have to find out
So we can handle some things
Now I know that we're boys
But information ain't free
But you know how it is
I got to charge you a fee, sorry
For real? And that's my…
ALPHA + MZ:
Welcome to Hypertext, I said
Welcome to Hypertext, they said
Pour a cold one
Drugs and guns
Hot girls
Come and take one, I said
Welcome to Hypertext, I said
Welcome to Hypertext, they said
Black market accessories
Rumors off the mill
But the killin's free

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