So I don't like chicken, for the most part. The only chicken products I enjoy are the following: (1) chicken fingers with honey mustard dipping sauce, (2) General Tsao's chicken (again... battered, deep-fried, and slathered with sauce), and (3) occasionally chicken sausage (but why not just use regular pork sausage?) or a perfectly seasoned, perfectly cooked roast chicken (and only sometimes). I like other fowl: turkey, duck, and even quail. But chicken... to me one word describes the taste of chicken: "veins."
So I can't identify with Nas and Busta about their love for fried chicken (or with the metaphor they use to describe their love), but this song cracks me up. It's worth hearing the dirty version, now available at okayplayer.
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