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*girl

WRONG, SWEETHEART?
DON'T YOU ME?
YOU FOR ME. KNEEL TO ME.
*rhythmic
SMOKE ME. ME. INHALE ...
HA HA HA HA HA HA, I'M NEW GOD.

(Sir Mix-a-Lot)
only 16, she looks lost
Bought crack the dopeman, and got tossed
on the streets, smoked out
Perfect for me to bust out
You can sniff me, or you can me
But the girl shoulda known, you can't me
only 98 pounds and lonely
She calls to her God for help, and me
COCAINE, go n' use me, heh heh
Momma know you're a junkie
put me in your pipe, light and SUCK
*deep Cluck cluck cluck!
And while you're high, grab a 12
Jump on the streets, in a crack rage
The only way out is the sucicide
Put the gauge at your dome and IT OUT
Now I'm on the 6 news
All my movies get the rave
60 had a special on me
The god Crack is killin your society
is where I get picked
I can kill with a 90-10
I through the week, my pleasure is pain
And I'm new God
You can call me

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Heh heh heh
Go ahead n' me

(Sir Mix-a-Lot)
Brothers up a set to protect me
I'm a lot so money so respect me
Doin damage on the boulevard, just like
*gunfire* 'em over crack
Dope dealers kill for me
Cause if ya me, I help ya live lovely
You a Porsche? Move a few ki's
Just remember that God is me
The task bum rushed one of my employees
A big score, 23
Now ya see another dopeman
And one young cop on the
The cop's thinkin pinchin
And checks to his wife for the rent and
Kids, so the profit is
And he to make his bankroll grow
23 ki's just in the back seat
I can make the man weak
So the cop hits the streets to sell a pain
Now the cop has a God
You can call me

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Smoke
it
it

(Sir Mix-a-Lot)
The only way I can be stopped is with
And you don't get it, so that's
So you die, or else go to
And I'm as hell
I tried to get a kid but he just said no
Because of some sports
So I the hero's house in the form of a line
And let him snort one
Now he'd dead, cause my dose was
Got him too quick for the
So the read, "Dope Made Another Hit"
*sniff* Dead on the sniff
Now the kid is for another hero
I let him know the other fool was a
He the streets, lookin for a remedy
They him to me
I don't another junky, just a flunky
Besides, the little punk was
So I put him in a fresh pair o'
him a beeper, and let him terrorize the city
Put him in a gang, him to slang
Another young punk deep in the
He'll be lucky if he lives 18
And I'm his new God
You can call me

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Go n' use me
me
Hm hm hm hm hm hm