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The people will survive In their environment The dirt, scarcity, and emptiness Of our South The injustices of our greed The practices we merit The dirt, scarcity and emptiness Of our South There on the beach I could see it in her eyes I only had a Corona Five cents deposit |
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Well if we had our own willing way to go You'd be doing things, and hoping theres antidote! When we saw that we'd give you it all! we're thinkin' you're a lady, yankin' our chains an' all! We can get a try! We can get a try! with a 1, 2, 3 You'd be startin' to drown! We can clear the floor We'd give you a bangin' ladies and gentelmen do it together! We want you to give us something more... You have to lay down on us! We want us to get up off the floor... Don't ever lay down on it! We don't want to ever live or die! We gotta get out we can make it today you gotta HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! make it today! We want fun and you better believe it! We want fun 'cos we desperately need it! We want fun, but you dont understand... ... you gotta HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! make me a man! We want fun and you better believe it! We want fun either take it, or leave it! We want fun, and we're gonna get pasted! We want to have fun, and we want to get wasted! When we had the time of our life We'd up with the gang and take you through! Then youd be in the back of our van Mum and dad started gettin' real bad! We want you to give us something more... You have to lay down on us! We want us to get up off the floor... Don't ever lay down on it! We don't want to ever live or die! We gotta get out we can make it today you gotta HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! make it today! We want fun and you better believe it! We want fun 'cos we desperately need it! We want fun, but you dont understand... ... you gotta HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! make me a man! We want fun 'cos we medically need it! We want |
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I can't expect you to see (Me when i'm not around) And my voice is destroyed (By confinment of sound) I'm a human machine (Laced within a disease) And if the future is bleak (Then you're connected to me)Flesh into gear Myself appears dissected and pretentious A simple sound, a heavy side could win the whole world over You live in fear of being someone that you didn't want to I realize your insecurities will get the best of youA traitor's embrace (How foolish how wrong) Contained in one place (Anxiety spawns) Unopened, reowned (What's need upscaled) Digested, inhaled (Unwilling, unwound)Flesh into gear Myself appears dissected and pretentious A simple sound, a heavy side could win the whole world over You live in fear of being someone that you didn't want to I realize your insecurities will get the best of youFlesh into gear Myself appears dissected and pretentious A simple sound, a heavy side could win the whole world over You live in fear of being someone that you didn't want to I realize your insecurities will get the best of you |
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Well I'm going out west where I belong when the days are short and the nights are long And I walk and they walk I twist and they twist And I shimmy and they shimmy And I fly and they fly Where they're out there having fun in the warm California sun Well, I'm going out west out on the coast Where the California girls are really the most And I walk and they walk I twist and they twist And I shimmy and they shimmy And I fly and they fly Where they're out there having fun in the warm California sun Well, the girls are frisky in old 'Frisco A pretty little chick wherever you go And I walk and they walk I twist and they twist And I shimmy and they shimmy And I fly and they fly Where they're out there having fun in the warm California sun Where they're out there having fun in the warm California sun |
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| 2:06 |
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No Big Deal Now I'm gonna let it show You've got me down But I won't stay low I'll make my point I'll rub it in I'll watch you slip out of your skin You're no big deal Out of style and out of class Know what I mean Your name will never last I can't wait 'til I get back Into action and attack Doesn't matter what you say Hey, what's your mission anyway You're so afraid of losing it But you're more afraid of showing it No good manners, no social skills Just vanity and overkill |
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| 9. |
| 1:40 |
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| 10. |
| 2:30 |
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Come on baby, let's do the Twist
Come on baby, let's do the Twist You look fine yeah, when you go like this Tell me baby, have you seen my sis? Tell me baby, have you seen my sis? She knows how to rock, yeah, And do the Cha Cha Twist, uh huh, well now Hully, hully gully (alright now) Slop and Madison, too (uh huh) When you do the Twist to a beat like this You can Cha Cha with your baby too Papa's sleeping and your mama's not around, oh yeah Papa's sleeping and your mama's not around Come on baby--we're gonna tear this house down Uh huh, woah now Hully, hully gully Slop and Madison, too When you do the Twist to a beat like this You can Cha Cha with your baby too Papa's sleeping, hey, and your mama's not around Papa's sleeping and your mama's not around Come on baby we're gonna tear this house down Uh huh, yeah Cha Cha Cha Oh, baby Cha Cha Cha Oh, darling Ohh ahh, a hey a hey Ohh ahh, a hey a hey |
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| 4:50 |
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Auschwitz, the meaning of pain The way that I want you to die Slow death, immense decay Showers that cleanse you of your life Forced in Like cattle you run Stripped of Your life's worth Human mice, for the angel of death Four hundred thousand more to die Angel of death Monarch to the kingdom of the dead Sadistic, surgeon of demise Sadist of the noblest blood Destroying, without mercy To benefit the Aryan race Surgery, with no anesthesia Feel the knife pierce you intensely Inferior, no use to mankind Strapped down screaming out to die Angel of death Monarch to the kingdom of the dead Infamous butcher, Angel of death Pumped with fluid, inside your brain Pressure in your skull begins pushing Through your eyes Burning flesh, drips away Test of heat burns your skin, Your mind starts to boil Frigid cold, cracks your limbs How long can you last In this frozen water burial? Sewn together, joining heads Just a matter of time 'Til you rip yourselves apart Millions laid out in their Crowded tombs Sickening ways to achieve The Holocaust Seas of blood, bury life Smell your death as it burns Deep inside of you Abacinate, Eyes that bleed Praying for the end of Your wide awake nightmare Wings of pain, reach out for you His face of death staring down Your blood's running cold Injecting cells, dying eyes Feeding on the screams of The mutants he's creating Pathetic harmless victims Left to die Rancid angel of death Flying free |
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| 12. |
| 4:21 |
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Oh my god Becky, look at her butt It is so big She looks like one of those rap guys girlfriends Who understands those rap guys They only talk to her because she looks like a total prostitute I mean her butt It's just so big I can't believe it's so round It's just out there I mean, it's gross Look, she's just so black 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 up front Cuz 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 ya And take your picture My homeboys tried to warn me But with that butt you got Make Me so horney Ooh, all of that smooth skin You say you wanna get in my benz Well use me use me cuz you aint that average groupy I've seen them dancin' The hell with romancin' Sweat, sweat, got it goin like a turbo vette I'm tired of magazines Saying flat butts are the thing Take the average black man and ask him that She gotta pack much back Fellas (yeah) Fellas(yeah) Has your girlfriend got the butt (hell yeah) Well shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake that healthy butt Baby got back (LA face with Oakland booty) 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 -, double up -I aint talkin bout playboy Cuz silicone parts were made for toys I wannem real thick and juicy So find that juicy double Mixalot's in trouble Beggin for a piece of that bubble So I'm lookin' at rock videos Watchin' these bimbos walkin like hoes You can have them bimbos I'll keep my women like Flo Jo A word to the thick soul sistas I wanna get with ya I won't cus or hit ya But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna -Til the break of dawn I got it goin on Alot of pimps won't like this song Cuz them punks lie to hit it and quit it But I'd rather stay and play Cuz 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 (LA face with the Oakland booty) Yeah baby When it comes to females Cosmo and got nothin to do with my selection 36-24-36 Only if she's 5'3" So your girlfriend throws 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 Cuz your waste is small and your curves are kickin And I'm thinkin bout stickin To the beanpole dames in the magazines You aint it miss thing Give me a sista I can't resist her Red beans and rice didn't miss her Some knucklehead tried to dis Cuz his girls were on my list He had game but he chose to hit 'em And pulled up quick to get with 'em So ladies if the butt is round And you wanna triple X throw down Dial 1-900-MIXALOT and kick them nasty thoughts Baby got back Baby got back - |
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