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[Dedicated]

yeah, i'm using this space as lyric storage again lol. please don't delete it admins/mods! XD

if i could get glass then i'd cut my face off,
grin and glare as you declare some kind of urban sin-off.

i hope to meet my ex lover,
and fuck the grin right off her wretched face,
then be ecstatic as she obtains the courage,
to give up men forever as her hate inflates.
yet i'm the one that always walks away from everything,
forgetting all your faults and carrying on smiling,
but really i just want you to fuck off,
to forget every stupid thing you want.

and if i could place cut glass,
across the edge of this building,
i'd laugh as it sliced right through your tendons,
then question "what happened to your rebellion?"
cut short as you lose your dexterity,
(along with your clarity)
yet i'm the one that can't take this any longer.

and if i could deal with the bleeding,
i'd do myself over, i'd fuck up and i'd cut myself.
the last thing that i wanna see,
is the point of a dagger aimed straight at me.



my jaw clicks as i chew from side to side,
large tears well up within my eyes,
i cross a black cat in the street tonight,
but i've been through worse and i'm alright.

leave me to work these decrepit streets,
my thoughts will keep me company,
and as your dreams fill your head,
i hope you nightmare of me instead.


you course through me like oxygen between biconcaved red,
so much so, that i wish i had the sickle cell,
i'd suffer the rough infarction and pallor,
and fight off the the tachycardia.

i'll keep my name so clean it sparkles,
then bear my teeth when you aren't watching.

i don't like them baby blue,
i prefer them dark enough fall into.

[Neil]

Same here:

I like big butts and I can not lie
You other brothers can't deny
That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung, wanna pull out your tough
'Cause you notice that butt was stuffed
Deep in the jeans she's wearing
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring
Oh baby, I wanna get with you
And take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But that butt you got makes me so horny
Ooh, Rump-o'-smooth-skin
You say you wanna get in my Benz?
Well, use me, use me
'Cause you ain't that average groupie
I've seen them dancin'
To hell with romancin'
She's sweat, wet,
Got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette
I'm tired of magazines
Sayin' flat butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back
So, fellas! (Yeah!) Fellas! (Yeah!)
Has your girlfriend got the butt? (Hell yeah!)
Tell 'em to shake it! (Shake it!) Shake it! (Shake it!)
Shake that healthy butt!
Baby got back!

(LA face with Oakland booty)
Baby got back!

[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
I like 'em round, and big
And when I'm throwin' a gig
I just can't help myself, I'm actin' like an animal
Now here's my scandal
I wanna get you home
And ugh, double-up, ugh, ugh
I ain't talkin' bout Playboy
'Cause silicone parts are made for toys
I want 'em real thick and juicy
So find that juicy double
Mix-a-Lot's in trouble
Beggin' for a piece of that bubble
So I'm lookin' at rock videos
Knock-kneeded bimbos walkin' like hoes
You can have them bimbos
I'll keep my women like Flo Jo
A word to the thick soul sisters, I wanna get with ya
I won't cuss or hit ya
But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna *fuck*
Till the break of dawn
Baby got it goin' on
A lot of simps won't like this song
'Cause them punks like to hit it and quit it
And I'd rather stay and play
'Cause I'm long, and I'm strong
And I'm down to get the friction on
So, ladies! {Yeah!} Ladies! {Yeah}
If you wanna roll in my Mercedes {Yeah!}
Then turn around! Stick it out!
Even white boys got to shout
Baby got back!

Baby got back!
Yeah, baby ... when it comes to females, Cosmo ain't got nothin'
to do with my selection. 36-24-36? Ha ha, only if she's 5'3".

[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda
My anaconda don't want none
Unless you've got buns, hun
You can do side bends or sit-ups,
But please don't lose that butt
Some brothers wanna play that "hard" role
And tell you that the butt ain't gold
So they toss it and leave it
And I pull up quick to retrieve it
So Cosmo says you're fat
Well I ain't down with that!
'Cause your waist is small and your curves are kickin'
And I'm thinkin' bout stickin'
To the beanpole dames in the magazines:
You ain't it, Miss Thing!
Give me a sister, I can't resist her
Red beans and rice didn't miss her
Some knucklehead tried to dis
'Cause his girls are on my list
He had game but he chose to hit 'em
And I pull up quick to get wit 'em
So ladies, if the butt is round,
And you want a triple X throw down,
Dial 1-900-MIXALOT
And kick them nasty thoughts
Baby got back!