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"Baby Got Back"

Oh, my, god. Becky, look at her butt.
It is so big. [scoff] She looks like,
one of those rap guys' girlfriends.
But, you know, who understands those rap guys? *scoff*
They only talk to her, because,
she looks like a total prostitute, 'kay?
I mean, her butt, is just so big.
I can't believe it's 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 can't deny
That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung, wanna pull out your tough
'Cause you notice that butt was stuffed
Deep in the jeans she's wearing
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring
Oh baby, I wanna get with you
And take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But that butt you got makes me so horny
Ooh, Rump-o'-smooth-skin
You say you wanna get in my Benz?
Well, use me, use me
'Cause you ain't that average groupie
I've seen them dancin'
To hell with romancin'
She's sweat, wet,
Got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette
I'm tired of magazines
Sayin' flat butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back
So, fellas! (Yeah!) Fellas! (Yeah!)
Has your girlfriend got the butt? (Hell yeah!)
Tell 'em to shake it! (Shake it!) Shake it! (Shake it!)
Shake that healthy butt!
Baby got back!

(LA face with Oakland booty)
Baby got back!

[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
I like 'em round, and big
And when I'm throwin' a gig
I just can't help myself, I'm actin' like an animal
Now here's my scandal
I wanna get you home
And ugh, double-up, ugh, ugh
I ain't talkin' bout Playboy
'Cause silicone parts are made for toys
I want 'em real thick and juicy
So find that juicy double
Mix-a-Lot's in trouble
Beggin' for a piece of that bubble
So I'm lookin' at rock videos
Knock-kneeded bimbos walkin' like hoes
You can have them bimbos
I'll keep my women like Flo Jo
A word to the thick soul sisters, I wanna get with ya
I won't cuss or hit ya
But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna ******
Till the break of dawn
Baby got it goin' on
A lot of simps won't like this song
'Cause them punks like to hit it and quit it
And I'd rather stay and play
'Cause I'm long, and I'm strong
And I'm down to get the friction on
So, ladies! {Yeah!} Ladies! {Yeah}
If you wanna roll in my Mercedes {Yeah!}
Then turn around! Stick it out!
Even white boys got to shout
Baby got back!

Baby got back!
Yeah, baby ... when it comes to females, Cosmo ain't got nothin'
to do with my selection. 36-24-36? Ha ha, only if she's 5'3".

[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda
My anaconda don't want none
Unless you've got buns, hun
You can do side bends or sit-ups,
But please don't lose that butt
Some brothers wanna play that "hard" role
And tell you that the butt ain't gold
So they toss it and leave it
And I pull up quick to retrieve it
So Cosmo says you're fat
Well I ain't down with that!
'Cause your waist is small and your curves are kickin'
And I'm thinkin' bout stickin'
To the beanpole dames in the magazines:
You ain't it, Miss Thing!
Give me a sister, I can't resist her
Red beans and rice didn't miss her
Some knucklehead tried to dis
'Cause his girls are on my list
He had game but he chose to hit 'em
And I pull up quick to get wit 'em
So ladies, if the butt is round,
And you want a triple X throw down,
Dial 1-900-MIXALOT
And kick them nasty thoughts
Baby got back!
 
gold all in my chain




gold all in my ring




gold all in my watch





don't believe me, just watch.
 
"Love Bites (So Do I)"

Don’t listen what your girlfriend says
She reads those magazines
That say you failed the test
You don’t have what she needs
I slither like a viper
And get you by the neck
I know a thousand ways to help you forget about her

That ***** can eat her heart out!
Love bites, but so do I, so do I.
Love bites, but so do I, so do I.
Love bites!

My lips are pale and vicious.
You’re foaming at the mouth.
You’ve suffered in the darkness.
I’ll suck the pain right out.
So come and taste the reason
I’m nothing like the rest.
I kiss you in a way you’ll never forget about me.

That chick can eat her heart out!
Love bites, but so do I, so do I.
Love bites, but so do I, so do I, so do I!

It checks you in and kicks you down,
And chews you up and spits you out.
It messes with your sanity by twisting all your thoughts around.
They say it’s blind they say it waits but every time it seals your fate.
And now it’s got you by the balls it won’t let go until you fall.
I was down and out, got up I said “Hey love I’ve had enough!”
I’ve felt pleasure without pain.
My soul you’ll never tame!

Love bites, but so do I.
Love bites, but so do I, so do I
Love bites, but so do I, so do I, so do I!
Love bites, but so do I, so do I.
Love bites!
Love bites!

[video=youtube;FmkHqUwa4zg]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FmkHqUwa4zg[/video]
 
This song just lifts my spirits when I hear it.

Any know how a chick can beat the drums & never go out of tune while singing? That's hot :D

"Awake And Alive"

I'm at war with the world and they
Try to pull me into the dark
I struggle to find my faith
As I'm slippin' from your arms

It's getting harder to stay awake
And my strength is fading fast
You breathe into me at last

[Chorus]
I'm awake I'm alive
Now I know what I believe inside
Now it's my time
I'll do what I want 'cause this is my life
here (right here), right now (right now)
I'll stand my ground and never back down
I know what I believe inside
I'm awake and I'm alive

I'm at war with the world cause I
Ain't never gonna sell my soul
I've already made up my mind
No matter what I can't be bought or sold

When my faith is getting weak
And I feel like giving in
You breathe into me again

[Chorus]
I'm awake I'm alive
Now I know what I believe inside
Now it's my time
I'll do what I want 'cause this is my life
here (right here), right now (right now)
I'll stand my ground and never back down
I know what I believe inside
I'm awake and I'm alive

Waking up waking up
Waking up waking up
Waking up waking up
Waking up waking up

In the dark
I can feel you in my sleep
In your arms I feel you breathe into me
Forever hold this heart that I will give to you
Forever I will live for you

[Chorus]
I'm awake I'm alive
Now I know what I believe inside
Now it's my time
I'll do what I want 'cause this is my life
here (right here), right now (right now)
I'll stand my ground and never back down
I know what I believe inside
I'm awake and I'm alive

Waking up waking up
Waking up waking up
Waking up waking up
Waking up waking up
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[video=youtube;2aJUnltwsqs]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2aJUnltwsqs[/video]
 
I pump this song when the cherries come on. (I kid I kid)

"America"

[Chorus]
They wanna see blood,
They wanna see hate,
Like a needle in your vein,
A sickness with no name,
In a world that's insane,
Was America to blame?
When you're praying for a change to a God with no face!

They wanna see blood,
They wanna see hate,
Like a ****ing AK,
It's going up in flames,
In a world that's insane,
Was America to blame?
When you're praying for a change to a God with no face!

You can't tell me what to say,
Because I've got one religion,
And I've got one decision,
It's a big **** you!

I keep spitting in your face,
Every month and every day,
Every time you hear my name,
My middle fingers up too.

You think I own you,
But I ain't go no room for these hoes,
Cause they ain't no good,
I ain't living by your rules.

You're getting older,
Full of liquor you're blowing,
And you wanna be noticed,
But you're dying so slowly.

So when they point the finger,
You flip one back,
And say **** that.
**** THAT!

So when they point the finger,
We'll flip ours back,
And say **** that.
**** THAT!

[Chorus]

Eenie meenie minie moe,
Each one of us gonna know,
That your time is coming soon,
Cause there ain't enough room,
In this world for us two.

Yeah, I hate to break the news,
But I'ma break it in this music,
To let the world know who,
Who you've been using,
Who you're abusing,
It's the suits you've being fooling.

But you know that you're useless,
So he's been acting so ruthless,
Deep inside you're just ruined,
Cause I keep on moving here,
To show you the truth *****!

So when they point the finger,
You flip one back,
And say **** that.
**** THAT!

So when they point the finger,
We'll flip ours back,
And say **** that.
**** THAT!

[Chorus]

WHY CAN'T YOU DIE? [x2]

MOTHER****ER JUST DIE [x2]

NO MORE GOODBYES [x2]

JUST ****ING DIE! [x2]

They wanna see blood,
They wanna see hate,
Like a needle in your vein,
A sickness with no name,
In a world that's insane,
Was America to blame?
When you're praying for a change to a God with no face!

They wanna see blood,
They wanna see hate,
Like a needle in your vein,
A sickness with no name.

So when they point the finger,
You flip one back,
And say **** that.
**** THAT!

They wanna see blood,
They wanna see hate,
Like a ****ing AK,
It's going up in flames.

So when they point the finger,
We'll flip ours back,
And say **** that.
**** THAT!
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[video=youtube;-0kuosykX4g]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-0kuosykX4g[/video]
 
The sarcasm in the song is so strong, lol.
She's my heroine. Not alot of female rockers call pull it off, plus she can hit notes that no-one can, lol
"I Miss The Misery"

Ohhh, I miss the misery!

I've been a mess since you stayed,
I've been a wreck since you changed,
Don't let me get in your way,
I miss the lies and the pain,
The fights that keep us awake-ake-ake
I'm tellin you!

I miss the bad things,
The way you hate me,
I miss the screaming,
The way that you blame me!
Miss the phone calls,
When it's your fault,
I miss the late nights,
Don't miss you at all!
I like the kick in the face,
And the things you do to me!
I love the way that it hurts!
I don't miss you, I miss the misery!

I've tried but I just can't take it,
I'd rather fight than just fake it (cause I like it
Rough),
You know that I've had enough,
I dare ya to call my bluff,
Can't take to much of a good thing
I'm tellin you!

I miss the bad things,
The way you hate me,
I miss the screaming,
The way that you blame me!
Miss the phone calls,
When it's your fault,
I miss the late nights,
Don't miss you at all!
I like the kick in the face,
And the things you do to me!
I love the way that it hurts!
I don't miss you, I miss the misery!

Just know that I'll make you hurt,
(I miss the lies and the pain what you did to me)
When you tell me you'll make it worse
(I'd rather fight all night than watch the TV)
I hate that feelin inside
You tell me how hard you'll try
But when we're at our worst
I miss the misery

I miss the bad things,
The way you hate me,
I miss the screaming,
The way that you blame me.

I miss the rough sex,
Leaves me a mess,
I miss the feeling of pains in my chest!
Miss the phone calls,
When it's your fault,
I miss the late nights,
Don't miss you at all!
I like the kick in the face,
And the things you do to me!
I love the way that it hurts!
I don't miss you, I miss the misery!

I don't miss you, I miss the misery!
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[video=youtube;YpJAmlnBxoA]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YpJAmlnBxoA[/video]
 
I made the change from a common thief
To up close and personal with Robin Leach
And I'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with my peeps all day
Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way
The Moet and Alize keep me pissy
Girls used to diss me
Now they write letters 'cause they miss me
I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff
I was too used to packin' gats and stuff
Now honies play me close like butter played toast
From the Mississippi down to the east coast
Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' 5 karats in my baby girl's ears
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school
Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood
And it's still all good
 
Tupac - Me against the world (last verse)

With all this extra stressin
The question I wonder is after death, after my last breath
When will I finaly get to rest? Through this supression
they punish the people that's askin questions
And those that possess, steal from the ones without possesions
The message I stress: to make it stop study your lessons
Don't settle for less - even the genius asks questions
Be grateful for blessings
Don't ever change, keep your essence
The power is in the people and politics we address
Always do your best, don't let the pressure make you panic
And when you get stranded
And things don't go the way you planned it
Dreamin of riches, in a position of makin a difference
Politicians and hypocrites, they don't wanna listen
 
Mina said:
Tupac - Me against the world (last verse)

With all this extra stressin
The question I wonder is after death, after my last breath
When will I finaly get to rest? Through this supression
they punish the people that's askin questions
And those that possess, steal from the ones without possesions
The message I stress: to make it stop study your lessons
Don't settle for less - even the genius asks questions
Be grateful for blessings
Don't ever change, keep your essence
The power is in the people and politics we address
Always do your best, don't let the pressure make you panic
And when you get stranded
And things don't go the way you planned it
Dreamin of riches, in a position of makin a difference
Politicians and hypocrites, they don't wanna listen
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Sick!
 
MarkC said:
Just heard the song Big Hard Sun by Indio or Eddy Vedder the other day and while I won't post the lyrics, I always thought they were masterfully written with imagery and metaphor. I've always admired people who can master artistic writing that way. I'm just a "here are the facts" type.
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second that, great song.
 
I'm guessing I'm substantially older than most of the posters in here, but I'll throw this out (It was recorded in September 1981 at a free benefit concert in Central Park, New York City, where the pair performed in front of more than 500,000 people. Proceeds went toward the redevelopment and maintenance of the run-down green space in the middle of Manhattan.):

April come she will
When streams are ripe and swelled with rain;
May, she will stay,
Resting in my arms again

June, she´ll change her tune,
In restless walks she´ll prowl the night;
July, she will fly
And give no warning to her flight.

August, die she must,
The autumn winds blow chilly and cold;
September I´ll remember.
A love once new has now grown old.


[video=youtube;PAFmzGLB9Kk]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PAFmzGLB9Kk[/video]
 
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klr_guy said:
I'm guessing I'm substantially older than most of the posters in here, but I'll throw this out (It was recorded in September 1981 at a free benefit concert in Central Park, New York City, where the pair performed in front of more than 500,000 people
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You do realize that's before half the forum was born, right? :D
 
klr_guy said:
I'm guessing I'm substantially older than most of the posters in here, but I'll throw this out (It was recorded in September 1981 at a free benefit concert in Central Park, New York City, where the pair performed in front of more than 500,000 people. Proceeds went toward the redevelopment and maintenance of the run-down green space in the middle of Manhattan.):
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I remember asking my dad about the lyrics to 'Sound of Silence' when i was a kid, and him telling me that "People hearing without listening" is like when he asks us to do something and we ignore him.
I said.."So then, 'People talking without speaking' is like when you say stupid stuff to us after you've drank a bunch of beer...."
He didn't like that.


Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence

"Fools", said I, "You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you"
But my words, like silent raindrops fell
And echoed
In the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said, "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls"
And whispered in the sounds of silence
 
[video=youtube;Vf62wptEP8M]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vf62wptEP8M[/video]

[Greydon Square]
You hand me a beat
I'll abuse it like Catholic priests
Do to children during the holiest of Vatican weeks
The sack of my beats ain't phat they enormous
They'll leave you brainwashed off and lost like a pack of Mormons
You disrespect my clan you better run and hide
The same way Christians accept 'Intelligent Design'
If you push the truth aside then the ministers win
But if you so strong in your beliefs then answer me this
If the memories of a life's retained in the brain
And the brain dies inside it nothing remains
Wouldn't that mean
You would have absolutely and positively no recollection or account of previous things
When you die?
Angels and demons devils and Gods do not await you
Even if your own condition would not escape you'd
Sit up and church with fake faith and false hope
Get up burst Amen! And Praise God!
Jesus, he saves lives!
Molest your daughter and cheat on your wife at the same time
And claim I'm speakin' the devil and I'm going to hell
And as far as hell speak of the devil
It's amazing how this God is ubiquitous omnipresent
Existent in every stitch of existence
But yet and still it's this place devoid of his presence of torment and sickness
You go forever for 80 years of sins you committed
It's ridiculous.And you know what makes it worse
Is the fact that nobody else seems to have an issue with it
Just blindly giving in to it, but me
But maybe I'm the crazy person maybe it's just me
I love sayin' there isn't a God
I'm just sayin' that the God in the bible isn't God
You may think it's odd
That I'm black and I don't swear by a God that every body recognizes as God
I'm tired of sayin' the word God
It's self-defeating meaningless
Just a title, idle reverence for some lenience
And lenience for what
Every single sin that we have in our arsenal he gave us to strut
And For what?
What kind of sense does it make?
To create a sinful creation that you judge from the gate
And then send your only son to prohibit the fate
That you ultimately responsible for
And in why the hell am we sayin he
Cause if God had a sex than he wouldn't be
And maybe if he was God then he couldn't leave
His greatest creation alone in its time of need
And this is what I mean
We ignore the obvious in front of us
And 2000 years from now people gone be makin' fun of us
If we last that long
If the Muslims don't kill the Christians
And the Christians don't kill the non-Christians cause they can't compete with the Muslims
Cause the Muslims cutting peoples heads off chantin' in Arabic claimin' they love em'
Declaring jihad on western Muslims
Takin' innocent lives for nothing
Cause' maybe it isn't maybe it just seems
Maybe I'm the crazy person maybe it's just me
Maybe I'll just leave
And take my crazy belief system and just leave
Cause really it's just me...
Ill say it once and never again
I'll never go back cause there thinkin' for yourself's a helluva sin
Us against them, I wonder who'd win
Cause all we really have to do is spit logic to get under their skin
That's why I'm "extian"
 
Immortal Technique - The 4th Branch, 2nd Verse.

Flow like the blood of Abraham through the Jews and the Arabs
Broken apart like a woman's heart, abused in a marriage
The brink of holy war, bottled up, like a miscarriage
Embedded correspondents don't tell the source of the tension
And they refuse to even mention, European intervention
Or the massacres in Jenin, the innocent screams
U.S. manufactured missiles, and M-16's
Weapon contracts and corrupted American dreams
Media censorship, blocking out the video screens
A continent of oil kingdoms, bought for a bargain
Democracy is just a word, when the people are starvin'
The average citizen, made to be, blind to the reason
A desert full of genocide, where the bodies are freezin'
And the world doesn't believe that you fightin' for freedom
Cause you f***ed the Middle East, and gave birth to a demon
It's open season with the CIA, bugging my crib
Trapped in a ghetto region like a Palestinian kid
Where nobody gives a **** whether you die or you live
I'm tryin' to give the truth, and I know the price is my life
But when I'm gone they'll sing a song about Immortal Technique
Who beheaded the President, and the princes and sheiks
You don't give a **** about us, I can see through your facade
Like a fallen angel standing in the presence of God​
 
I dont listen to songs for the lyrics, but this only sentence of a 24min gig is worth sharing I think.

"Silence in the studio"

[video=youtube_share;phOfA74AYE4]http://youtu.be/phOfA74AYE4?t=4m33s[/video]
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