Trapped in the Closet: Chapter 33

While Sylvester and Twan is walkin' down the alley, Sylvester is tellin' him more
And as they get closer, you hear the rap music beatin' through the door
And then

"What the fuck?"
"Bankhead, it's me, yo"
"I say what the fuck, niggas?"
"Man, just calm-"
"Dude, I'm just here to see Beano"
"Tell Beano"
"It's Sylvester and some strange lookin'-ass nigga out here to holla' at him"
("He said bring 'em in")
("He said bring 'em in")
("He said bring 'em in")
"Bring yo' ass in"
"Hmph"
"Wait"
"Don't 'hmph' me, nigga"
"I'll pop yo' nugget"
"Get yo' ass on in there"
"Damn, you've gotten grumpy in your old age"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever, motherfuckers move"
"Alright, alright, have a cigar"
"Man, the only thing I'ma be smokin' around this bitch is you two fools"

Then Twan and Sylvester, they walk in
And then they make a left (Left)
And then a right (Right)
And downstairs (Stairs)
And keep straight (Keep straight)
Then they make another left (Another left)
And another left (And another left)
Then up the stairs (Then up the stairs)
Third floor (Third floor)
Elevator (Elevator)
("Come on motherfucker")
("Move yo' fat Italian ass on outta here")
("Yeah, message from Beano, bitch")
("Yeah, whatever, move it fatass")

And through some doors, and then
Next thing you know, Sylvester says
"My man, Beano"
"What up, playa'?"
"Don't come in here with that sweet talk, nigga"
"Now just sit yo' ass down in these chairs"
Beano mean mugs 'em both and says
"Now who is this motherfucker?"
"My brother-in-law, man he's cool"
"Beano, should I pop his nugget?"
"Bankhead"
"Sylvester, you know the rules"
"Yeah that's my bad, Beano, but after this we got some place to be"
"So can we get right down to business? It's all good, baby"
"Yeah, it better be"
[grunting]
"Can he get a water?"
"Shut up, motherfucker"
"Nigga talk to me"
"Well I'ma make it quick, there's some real heavy shit comin' outta Miami"
"And I know some niggas in it [?] gonna move it for me"
"Yeah and just what kinda heavy shit are we talkin' about here?"
"Heavy shit. Now Beano man, let me tell you the lick"

Now Sylvester tries to whisper through it, but it's hard to talk over all the rap music
"We can get this money, it's a in-and-out, baby I could buy one of these stallions"
"Haha, haha.. ha"
"Shit ain't funny, you think I'm a dummy? I know you doin' deals with the Italians"
[grunting and choking]
"Look Beano, man, it ain't-"
[laughing]
"That's fun-"
"So tell me, how Joey doin'?"
"Fuckin' rattin', spaghetti and meatball eatin' motherfucker popped me on the Chicago deal, way back"

Now Twan look at Sylvester, Sylvester look at Twan
Then they look at Beano and all of his goons
Then outta nowhere, Twan stands up and says
"Man ain't nobody tryna play you"
Then Bankhead says "Sit the fuck down, before I bobble yo' head"
Then Sylvester remembers Twan's gun is in a holster on his leg
Beano screams "You motherfuckers come up in my establishment? And disrespect me?"
"Bankhead, take 'em out back"
"Now wait a minute"
Twan hits one goon, and then he kicks another
Then Sylvester pulls the gun on Beano and says
"Don't make me shoot you, my brother"
"Now back up"
"Motherfuckers back up"
Then Twan takes Bankhead's gun and says
"You heard what he said, motherfuckers don't act up. Wooo!"
And then Beano says "Your families, friends"
"They won't live to see the weekend"
Sylvester keeps the gun at Beano's head, they all can't do nothin' but stare
They backed up to the door, Twan say "Let's go"
Then they ran the fuck up outta there

"Oh shit"
"Come on, Twan, run!"
"Sylvester this is the way we go"
"No, we gotta get to the show"
"This way"
"Them motherfuckers better not make it a block"
"Or all you motherfuckers gon' get shot"

"Get them motherfuckers!"
"Wait, there they go!"
Twan, Sylvester, on the run, gotta get away from goons with guns tonight, yeah (Get away, get away)
Runnin', divin', bullets flyin', [?], Beano wants their lives, oh
[scatting]
I run, I dodge, I duck, speed up
I run, I dodge, I duck, speed up
I run, I dodge, I duck, speed up
Oh!
"Hold up, wait right here"
"Man, why we gotta wait right here, when these motherfuckers chasin'-"
"Shh, shh"
"Sylvester when these motherfuckers chasin' us with all these guns"
"Twan, I know what I'm doin'"
("Come on out, punk-ass motherfuckers")
"Man, let's just keep runnin'"
"Nigga, no"
"Besides, we at the backstage door"
"Backstage door of what?"
"The backstage door of the show"
"You shittin' me"
"Let's go"
"Sylvester, you mother-"
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Out of the Closet Show"
"Now give it up for your host, Larry!"
"Larry! Larry! Larry! Larry!"
"Wow! Thank you..."