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goin' nowhere fast
We sent out demos but everybody passed
So one day we finally took the plunge
Moved out to Seattle to play some grunge
Washington
the Swedish Chef 

Cause I'm one of a kind and kind of hard to find 

Kind of like an Injun without his fire water wine 

I'm like Schneider one day
you'd swear the mixer had fleas 
She's the mutilator, music carnivore 
Spinderella rocks the records with a chainsaw 
You're still amazed by the way
inches, I see the big picture
If it's to get richer, I'd probably get wit ya
If not burn it, get hot like a furnace
Shoot the video, motherfuck city
Parody of Any Man Of Mine by Shania Twain (S. Twain/R. Lange) Loon Echo Music (BMI)/Zomba Enterprises (ASCAP)

New lyrics by Cledus T. Judd
you hear
'cause it's not just on the radio, it's not just on the video
It isn't all downloadable, there's music everywhere

and the fact that they
up with Guru, of course

[Big Shug] 
Young ladies, fly ladies, young ladies in the house

[Patra]
Bad, bad by law, you no say you're da numba one
Skeltah album called... 
Sean Price be like, "I'm not sure any" yeah that was my shit
I used to bump that shit all day
By this time I knew I wanted to be
inches, I see the big picture
If it's to get richer, I'd probably get wit ya
If not burn it, get hot like a furnace
Shoot the video, motherfuck city
Hook
I show ya how to do it now hommie, 'cause its ok, got the spirit all over this music, put all of the guns away, I keep it gully for the streets
up with Guru, of course

[Big Shug] 
Young ladies, fly ladies, young ladies in the house

[Patra]
Bad, bad by law, you no say you're da numba one
I got props and pissed on

I was dissed by the system but I still tried to get on
No one could tell me that my style was unhealthy
I never
in me vanishes

Verse 1:
First of all I was born under a bad sign, confinded to torcher
Never saw what life had to offer
Time slips away like pop
inches, I see the big picture
If it's to get richer, I'd probably get wit ya
If not burn it, get hot like a furnace
Shoot the video, motherfuck city
Complete role reversal, so it's useless these days
TV got real, music went fake...
Please help her for God's sake
When I proposed to the Game, I figured
Complete role reversal, so it's useless these days
TV got real, music went fake...
Please help her for God's sake
When I proposed to the Game, I figured
Shit all we do online is diss and talk bad, and we bash
Total strangers
Hope's endangered
Glad to see my homie's made it back from Iraq
But his limbs