Alvarius B. - Mister 786 lyrics

I'm doin' business with a black and tan Cause it takes my sh** His service with a yellow smile Over the cliff a thousand miles Under a thick soupy rain we hammered out the deal He's got that sand n******g, no sweat, cool, steady feel He showed me a photo of his wife and kids And then he played me a song from his favorite film Soft-core s**y hymn You know where the 38 year old succubus drops in I'm doin' some business with a black and tan Between a foggy mirror and a swollen gland He loved to move some ivory or tiger whiskers Cause that dope's been rotting in the sun he liked to move some guns But I needed a half-ton of persian pistachios And some imitation shark fins Cause I got a score to settle with a Chinese dick Who specializes in bird drool And he k**ed a queer buddy of mine in Yunan last year Over two dozen Toyotas meant for (Lacio) Found his carca** in a freight container bound for Medan Carved jack-o-lantern style Wrapped up in some 'tique furniture I order once in a while I'm doin' some business with a 786 Pickin' up stains on naked sable Steeped in low budget, meth high, lipton yellow label I just want to bust some shanghai pricks Over this deal with Mister 786 Motherf**in' Chinese sat loud and pushy Gonna saw his legs like sticks With Mister 786 But its a grain hustle Corn and millet, short and clever Shufflin' molecules with a black and tan Towel head pocket pistol in the back of a buckin' Toyota Spinnin' sunny through the rhododendrons He got me inside Now I got something to fix Sawin' off something that kicks I'm doin' business with a black and tan In an overlooked warehouse Flatbed, Indochine Bout ready to pound an Arabian spike into a Chinese coffin and drink sweet white tea At the poly-funerals of pricks With Mister 786 Not everyone's a dick