Me and Lethal

Me, Lethal B, best friends, nuff said.

no but i was hanging out in his dressing room not smoking spliffs and not drinking vodka with him. while the groupies threw themselves at him. it was mortifying; we were listening to his own songs played through some tinny little computer speakers, so i changed it to 'philly's most wanted' and i started enthusing about it and he was all 'yeah yeah dat iz mo old skool dan mo'fire crew' and i was like.. um yes. then some fat bitch (clearly not invited as a groupie, must have been a hanger on) turned it off and he left.