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just a talking head

Television voice, don't give you any choice
You only hear the man
Don't take them in, you don't know where they been
'Cause it's
style,
But they're just a talking head

Television voice don't give you any choice,
You only hear the man,
Don't take them in, you don't know where
seen enough
Had enough of this
I have had enough
Ain't it bad enough for you yet

So you got overfed
Talking heads
On television
Ignoring
[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
tug her head and
Press and nip and agitate and shake her
Or call her name or whisper it against her ear,
My breath warm, there were 
No words in
Such an easy way to win
Talking to my twin
No sign of sin
the sacrifice was small
fascination was the fall
I was extended by the wall that held me
the day was over you just had to say 
You said man it's just one of those days 

My day started off kind of cool 
I brushed my teeth I combed my hair
the day was over you just had to say 
You said man it's just one of those days 

My day started off kind of cool 
I brushed my teeth I combed my hair
[Intro - talking]
Like it was before, as usual
Somethin different, the boy never sounds the same

[Verse 1]
Body by Nautilus and you ain't even with
A smokin', long black Cadillac; the engine's winding down
He parked it up on the sidewalk like he owned the whole damn town.
I saw him talking
Smokin' in a black Cadillac, the engine's winding down
He parked it up on the sidewalk like he owned the whole damn town
I'd hear him talking
Yeah baby, you lookin' lovely, very lovely
You know your man should appreciate you the way that I do
And my girl, she should appreciate me the way
stomp-kicked in the head and who we left for dead
Who are you niggas
Why argue niggas
The truth is the truth
I really put my scars on niggas
They wear them
front of his building with the rest of his friends
I give him a pound no I mean I shake his hand
He's the neighborhood drug dealer, my man
I go
ain't never tripping
Leave your ass flatter than my new television
I'm talking about money and the power
Power and the money
This shit is magic Stan Van
talking all that drug shit"
It was predicted by a medic
I'd grow to be an addicted diabetic, living off liquid Triaminic
Pathetic, but I don't think this
tour bus
Y'all hoes follow us
Party pack pills man
Hoes gonna swallow us
Naturally a loner
But love my kid
Mix the soda with the cola
I can buy me
Everything we do be blowing, better get on the ground
It ain't safe no more, it ain't safe no more (nigga)
He keeps it wicked by creating the sound
That
to

I'm as fly as a Jordon poster, I'm leaning hair breathe
Smelling like hen and a mix of hydroponic by the the time
My click find me in VIP I'm lost in
walking, talking trynna do it like me
No you don't do it like me

I know a lot of man that think they do it like me
I know a lot of man that think they
Its time to take it to the other side
The side you gotta watch A&E cable television for homie
But we live this shit

I'm not a star
But thats a lie
to

I'm as fly as a Jordon poster, I'm leaning hair breathe
Smelling like hen and a mix of hydroponic by the the time
My click find me in VIP I'm lost in
she ain't by my side
With this crazy, crazy world
Thank God I'm with my girl
We get ahead, yup, she give me head, damn right
You know it ain't right
to

I'm as fly as a Jordon poster, I'm leaning hair breathe
Smelling like hen and a mix of hydroponic by the the time
My click find me in VIP I'm lost in
on the mix 
And yeah the birthstone kid, Zev love x 
And Mr X took a licking, so onyx what's the time it is? 

Time is to get my cocka-doodle rooster