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INTRO

Hello boys and girls. Welcome to your De La Soul readalong

storybook!

When you hear this sound... * ...that means turn the page.

And now we begin our exciting adventure of... De La Soul is

Dead.



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PLAYGROUND HONEYS:

- Oh my God, Vanilla Ice...

- He's so fly!

- The boy is so good.

- Did you see his body?

- He could dance too.

- He could.

- He's better than any rapper I ever seen!

- And plus his dancers!

- He's so jammin'!



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JEFF: Yo, what's up?






HONEYS: Yo, Jeff, where you been, man?



JEFF: Guess what I just found, I just found a De La Soul tape in the garbage.



HONEYS: For real? Let's hear it!



JEFF: No!



HONEYS: Aww, be like that!



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MISTA LAWNGE: What's up, cocksnot? How ya doing, buddy?



HONEYS: Cocksnot? You gonna let him call you that? Sucker!



JEFF: Leave me alone!



LAWNGE: What do we have here?



JEFF: Nothing!



LAWNGE: Listen, you little Arsenio Hall gum having punk!



HONEYS: Oooh! You let him call you Arsenio! Oooh!



LAWNGE: I want the tape!



JEFF: It's mine!



HONEYS: Oh, he played you! Jeff's getting played! Jeff! Jeff! Bodyslam him, Jeff!



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LAWNGE: Now! I've got the new De La Soul tape! Hey dicksnot, buttcrust, get over here!



D.J. AUB: What's up baby?



MASE: Coolin'!



LAWNGE: I just got this De La Soul tape, man, slamming. Where's the box? The box!



MASE: So, yo, let's get with the shilsnihilsnobilsno!



AUB: I got the bidox, let's do this like Brutus! ...28. For 3 Feet High and Rising, this is Don Newkirk.