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the boy on the beach with the guitar,
All sharks' Beretta's:
Click-click, click-click, click-click, click!
We're the band on the stage at the wedding
By
dismissed, prosecutor says, "Can em"
Now I'm ashamed of my national anthem

Verse Two: Sir Mix-a-Lot

The pentagon had a plan for a rescue
They said
the stereo
I conduct a symphony of sound

Where are you now?
As I'm cutting through you track by track
I swear to god this mix could sink the sun
But it
Rock Island.

Hey, boy with the personal stereo: 
Nothing 'tween the ears but that hard rock sound.
Playing to your empty room, empty guitar tune,
on the beach and flossing on the streets
And lookin' for a love so sweet

Summer breezin'
Mm, I'm just chilling in the sun with mi chocolate
Bun
Ooh, I got
hammer on a convoy
Mix-A-Lot on the stage I'ma (ROUGH BOY)
Yes so rough boy, creepin up the backside
Mix-A-Lot sign 'em up for the (BIG FIGHT)

(*solo
many ways

I'm waiting for the day, you say to me, tellin' me
I'm the one you need and you'll always take care of me
And you take me by the hand
in there where I learned to swim
Try to keep my head above it the best I can, that's why

Here I am,
Just waiting for this storm to pass me by
Seward Park
Flip the funky eighty-one, and La Vista
Lookin for freaks to be G'd
Most mini-skirts wanted please
In them days boy you had to be pimpin
Just
Mix-A-Lot a sucker
Who you callin' sucker, lip-synching motherfucker
Move the set boy how's this fiasco
I'm in your gutter and I'm singin' like Tabasco,
honey, in your rock and roll dreams,
You can stand by your blue suede shoes-
But the party is over,
And I'm getting tired of waiting for you.

Oh baby,
Slice, roast those big boys
Banks don't matter you will be destroyed
Up and down the rap world goes
The radio rotation dominated by your flow
But I'm
a life of freedom
And this is all about free speech

The day became night by the campfire light
The crowd began testifying
Using the headphones for
to mix,
La la la la la la la la la la
Ye ain't seen paper like this nigga.

My life's too real to be a P-S-A,
The million in the ceiling is for a rainy day
in there where I learned to swim
Try to keep my head above it the best I can, that's why

Here I am,
Just waiting for this storm to pass me by
of Babel
I’m babbling in my dreams of blue berserkers coming at me
Eyes and tongues and rusty knives
And God almighty laughing at me
From a fat boy
She sheds tears for that dope boy
Shit, it is what it is for that dope boy
Handle minor biz for that dope boy
But thetell you by the greyhound
She
you've been missing
Boy I can't wait till you come back home
To have you all alone(As days go by)

I'm missing you baby
Patiently waiting
For you
When she's with me it's Heaven Sent
And she screaming

You mite wanna ride out
Cause yea boy I'm heavy on the block
Drive-by, tear da sides out
(for P.Y.)
Here I am: "Hometown Boy Makes Good"
Writes one critic.
All my childhood I lived
By the blue Pacific.
Anytime that reality
Makes me
I'm going down
With a bottle in my hand
Drunk on L.A. Doga beach
Seven in the morning
This drinking is no fun
Bottle after bottle
Unitl the day is done
many ways

I'm waiting for the day, you say to me, tellin' me
I'm the one you need and you'll always take care of me
And you take me by the hand
bless you, all of you pretty girls 
Quiet or witty girls by the quayside 
Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls 
Watching and waiting there for
bless you, all of you pretty girls 
Quiet or witty girls by the quayside 
Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls 
Watching and waiting there for
bless you, all of you pretty girls 
Quiet or witty girls by the quayside 
Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls 
Watching and waiting there for