Lyrics:
single-handed!
LAUNCELOT: No, Sir Galahad, come on!
GALAHAD: No, really, honestly, I can go back and handle this lot
easily!
DINGO: Oh, yes, let him handle us
Capricorn, is it?
Wise Man 3: No, no, that's just him.
Mandy: Oh, I was going to say, otherwise there'd be a lot of
them.
(The Wise Men are
Gold, this is platinum
So cold, this is platinum, this is platinum
You can’t edit me
The way I am is way who you are too
You won’t edit me
You can’t
[Verse 3 - Sir Mix-A-Lot]
Criticized by the main stream
For not bein the house jig and keepin things squeaky clean
But I can't, so I ain't
But I won't play
[Sir Mix-A-Lot]
Tightly knit, my script is legit
I'm force feedin competition, more rebel shit
Rhymes on a roll, cold yet bold
I did "Posse
the Attitude Adjustor
[Verse Two: Sir Mix-A-Lot]
Do we got gangs? Hell yeah, brothers gotta get paid
Mickey D's ain't payin no way
So they take to the streets
national anthem
Verse Three: Sir Mix-a-Lot
Am I a communist? No. But my brain ain't slow
Not long ago, Mix-a-Lot was po'
Never helped out by the ones
the radio handle the truth? Nope
Uncut, no edits, no censors
You can get a plastic rapper from any old dispenser
A penny a yard, to make a record ain't
can't find myself
Lost in the middle of bland
Don't nobody play nowadays all these digital bands
Ain't nobody musicians no more lyrical cats
How can we go
Opry
Hear what I say Mix-A-Lot, say sound like Grand Ole Opry cotton picker
Now before we end this filthy cut, we got a few things we have to say
Stop it, stop it hey radio, fuck you! Radio
Fuck you! Y’all don’t want to lose again a
Lot of people here tonight felt like
They lost you know why?
Uh!
I did good in my hood as a youngster
The Heavster was never a punkster, no sir
No ma'am, hot damn, me and Michael Jackson jammed
I dug Soul
On the radio liver stereo, lookin' clean
All of a sudden I'm attractive, I'm handsome, I'm gorgeous
But back in the day you used to say, you can't afford
Ayy ayy, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop
Stop it radio, fuck you!
Radio, fuck you!
Ya'll don't wanna lose again
Lot of people here felt
Tonight like
passé
And I'm to rad to stay
'Cause darling, no one listens
When you've got nothing
Queer to say
Now, hang on there
Sir "Glam-A-Lot Supreme"
For where
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
Good morning
(Good morning, sir can I help you?)
Uh, yes do you have a copy
Of 30 Days In The Samarkand
Desert With The Duchess of Kent
By A e j
can you be a hustler?
Not if you is an undercover busta
[Verse 1: Sir Mix-a-Lot]
What about this motherfucking aintsta
Wannabe gangsta
Sittin' in
isn't an insult and a deed that I could never be insulted by Him, adding a well placed
And accredited quotation by Tom Waits in French no less, much
(yeah)
One cop said, Sir, you're under arrest (ha)
I laughed in jest, assumed he was just showing off for his cop friends
Opened some Chex Mix
"Sir
the weather like in Seattle?
[ Sir Mix-A-Lot ]
All my ex's, eat this one
(You can have her)
[ VERSE 1 ]
I used to have this girl, let's say her name was Mona
to spit a lot of game
But back then, I was just saying my name
I had a record player, on my stereo
Got down on my knees with my radio
From Oakland
with Dean
Real player-ism and that's no joke
Snort a lot of coke with ho's that like to smoke
I was makin' records but wasn't makin' money
You can take
• Krizzz
01 - Intro (voice by Julia Marks)
02 - Porn Kings - Up To No Good
03 - Xirallic - Breakin Beat (cequo Remix)
04 - K Deejays - Your Face
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