Lyrics:
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
to this
Puna boy anthem
Wasn't even Going jump onto this mix
But you know your island girl ain't no bitch
Fuck an eighth, go four-miles for an oz
Zip high
to this
Puna boy anthem
Wasn't even Going jump onto this mix
But you know your island girl ain't no bitch
Fuck an eighth, go four-miles for an oz
Zip high
to this
Puna boy anthem
Wasn't even Going jump onto this mix
But you know your island girl ain't no bitch
Fuck an eighth, go four-miles for an oz
Zip high
boy anthem
I pour to this, yea, ooo fill my cup to this
Puna boy anthem
Wasn't even Going jump onto this mix
But you know your island girl ain't no
[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
national anthem
Cross these bitches over
Call at 3 o'clock you answer
Dis counts more than that shit do
Cut them hoes off that's half off
Problem witchoo
Impressionistic ballads feature hooks
Sung by Future
And there's an operatic anthem that
Meek says he likes because it
Reminds him of ancient Rome
"Monster, "
the excuse of 'National Security'
By the lying shits who were interested only in saving their political skins.
It didn't matter a fuck to them how many died
from the norms
And soon millions of folk
Records were being sold
By the early sixties, Dylan, Baez, Phil Ochs
Were doing intellectualized copies
, the Scampi bites
The sink estates, the floating vote
The national anthem, the lump in the throat
The Indian summer, the Afghan coat
The Dunkirk spirit,
to kiss, suckers throw a fist
A lot of rappers try to rap, but it ain't like this
[Sir Mix-A-Lot talking]
Ha haha ha, the true Iron Man of rap droppin' this
you'll ever be
I'm just trynna see your awareness grow
By any memes necessary, yo
And if I don't act, it's cause I have been doing a lot of thinking
So
just so round, it's like, out there, I mean— gross. Look!
She's just so... black!
[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
I like big butts and I can not lie
You other brothers
Yeah I'm Hot Boiz on uh Soundcloud
You ever heard of me?
No?
Well let me give you a sample
This is the Hot Boiz national anthem
Hot Boiz we're the Hot
and to see
The Mayor led the crowd in cheers
For Sir Douglas Haig
The Prime Minister, King and Queen
And the national anthem was played
Crowds of joyful
You get price to pay
Street lon pe bi
Shalo wayo
Excuse me sir
Decorum
Go by the name yung effissy
Alani rich cash
Lo wan be
Me I no dey fa wahala
I
the best
Lo and behold..
Every rhyme I write, you gots to chant them
Every song I sing, a national anthem
Is there a message in my music?
If I can do
seven-nine three one one)
With beepers
(Enter telephone number or numeric message
Press the pound key now)
[Sir Mix-A-Lot]
Pagers, call 'em what you
sound like a song that means a lot to me, it's called American Anthem. And there's one verse that stands out at least for me and it goes like this:
'The
There's a lot of people out here, who just don't know
What plays a factor in movin' heads and toes
It be them hits bangin' out of them stereo
by then ditch the van
March off like Kaepernick at a national anthem it didn't stand
Got lil thot, no love ties. Just fuck on her when I pass through
we stumbled up to our seats
Half of us barely could see.
I was foaming at the mouth and fading in and out
For the national anthem.
Cause you're
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