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Iron Man

Sir Mix-A-Lot

On the Rap Tip

1989

(*background is Black Sabbath's "Iron Man," performed by the group Metal Church*)

(*chanting*)

[Verse 1]
You could strike a match in my hand
Too

sorry
Can't keep up with me I be cruisin with speed
Ride around with DG with the breesh inna lamb
Park in the handicap don't give a damn
All love

a guitar
We know you are not goin far
Go ahead get fucked by another one
But in the end you'll be a zero none
Pretty girl acting with her ego inflated
Eating

with Syndicate, I went to get your shit, man, I was into it
But then you went and took your style and switched the shit
Now you sound ridiculous, you

know what this is
It's been my lifetime in the making this hip hop 'n' roll shit
You take that Lynyrd Skynyrd, Waylon Jennings, mix it with Pimp
Throw in

yout
Think they can take out
Fris let a bigger man chat to me then
It's not just hype man I'm actually peng
Pass the pad and I will slap with pen
This

misappropriating? Life is incapacitating.
This shit disorientating. What’s your military rating?
Kill a hundred no one notice, kill one man it’s met with protest
I’ve

to do,
one look and I find myself in love with you
Miss Alayna so why no man can contain ya
Strum my guitar; keep her hot like a cradle

And I, don't know

No-one, comin' around, giving
This nigga ideas, he gets
With his niggas and he really do what
I do, and be like 'yo, we need
To, ah man, I need to, we need

after alice in her wonderland
Wondered in the room and she was with another man shortly 
After she said eat this and drink that
Next thing I knew my head

like rolling the dice
Um, codeine sittin' right on top of the ice
Quagen on me, mix it right with the Sprite
Balenciaga with the fur inside
Double R,

man Tozzi ti fa a pezzi re David
Mentre lo guardavi
L'italiano che vi rende schiavi
We mix imprese with inglese
With my man paper mi er double P Portese

got a chain and changed shit
Man, damn face it, hit me with a "they said"
Sorry I can't hear basic, yeah, yeah, yeah
Only smoke blunts if you lace it

Light It Up

Cypress Hill

Rise Up

2010

I'm systematic, hydromatic
I'm unorthodox like Lenny Kravitz
I don't play guitar, still on your radar
And you can help by screamin, fuck you

her attitude rude
Really played with my heart really got my heart fooled
Sorry guess I'm used to being misused
Smoking on Ganja to change my mood, bad

guitar when you dey sing
And I swear by the moon and the stars
I promise to be that better man
Give you all the love you deserve
All of it and non for

pushing
Tryna hit me some licks
What a player gotta do
To get thrown in the mix

I walked in the club with my new CD
Work mode I ain't tripping, no who see

no fans
I did it all with no bands
I write my lyrics by hand
Just check the hype it's no scam
You know the popstar my brand
I keep it clean no Diane

Dummy Up

Frank Zappa

Roxy & Elsewhere

1974

sock, formerly owned by carl zappa and still damp. the shredded sock will be placed inside of a high-school diploma and ignited with a sulphur-pre
Ion...

Classical Teacher

Tenacious D

Rize of the Fenix

2012

I’M FUCKING WAKING YOU UP! I’M TRYING TO SHAKE YOUR FOUNDATIONS!
[K:] By touching me with your penis?!
[J:] YES! By fucking touching your penis!

the button I start
Are you ready my mark?
I ain't paying fines dog
Best you use the right charge
Hit 'em with a bass drum hit 'em with a guitar
Hit 'em with

Room, in the ass I hear, while

I was locked outside with Paula by a mischievous Patty, and my Then girlfriend Prissy was at
Work as a waitress at IHOP

into the well-fed earth
One of which, a liberty apple, after being watered in
Was tamped by a baby barefoot
With a bow hanging in her hair
Biting her

sorry for his momma cause her son ain't make it far
He was fuckin with 2q then we put seven through his jaw
He diedd
Paranoia and a Menace as a mix
That