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Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:
Posse in effect scramble up new rhyme
Big Goretex crushed down two time
Rumble in the street neighborhood shakedown
Emerald City posse gonna take this town
Suckers gettin' mad swift kick broke rib
Serve it in a dish name it up rib tip
Metal in the front big stomp crush neck
Punks on tip call the boots GoreTexLaugh if you want but you might get crushed
Walk through the dangerous Hilltop brush
Bullet-proof, steel-toed, down to kick butt

Roughin' up character who drop weak cuts
One twenty five was the price tag on 'em
Cool brothers buy 'em, even though they don't want 'em
Style is a must, but the style is rough
China Beach boots couldn't crush more stuff
Strap 'em down, lace 'em up, get in the bucket
Reach for the tongue, pull it out, then tuck it
Ten pound boots could destruct all comers
My whole posse wears them Fort Lewis runnersDeath to a white pair of nikes - sound effect
Kickin' over big motor bikes - sound effect
Steppin' over puddles in the hood - sound effect
Girls laugh, but you know they look good - sound effect
Waffle-like prints in the snow - sound effect
Pulverize punks when we throw - sound effect
Salute to the group in the booths - sound effect
Bow, and we kick you in the snoot - GoreTexHollow-point nine, to the boots, ricochet
Leavin' mud prints when I romp in the rain
Draw black scars on the new gym floor
Pimps like to wear 'em when they kick them whores
This is it baby, big shiny black boots
Runnin' over punks like Iranian troops
Trample, crush, hittin' like a dump truck
Jump in my face and a size twelve get stuck
In your butt, 'cause you wanted to box
One-two punch and the GoreTex drops
On your toe, your brother got caught
By GoreTex boots from the GoreTex shopGit it!Posse in effect, scramble up, new rhyme
Big Goretex, crushed down, two time
Rumble in the street, neighborhood shakedown
Emerald City posse, gonna take this town
Suckers gettin' mad, swift kick, broke rib
Serve it in a dish, name it up, rib-tip
Metal in the front, big stomp, crush neck
Punks on tip, call the boots, GoreTex

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Born Anthony Ray in Seattle on August 12, 1963, Sir Mix-a-Lot is the champion of north-west-coast hip hop. Where there was previously no scene, he created it with fun, bass heavy tracks that got your booty shakin'. Indeed, booty shakin was the intention - Mix-a-lot's career track was "Baby Got Back" a groovy cut about thick booty that topped bill board charts and signalled the high point of his career. Notable favorites; "Posse On Broadway" (rapping about a street in Seattle, not NY) - his first hit with some MTV air play. "Testerossa" a comparison of his lyrical power to the cars horsepower & "Swap Meet Louie" a comical look at conterfeit goods (Louis Vuitton) being sold at swap meets and night markets. Mix-a-lot created his own label and worked his songs from the ground up. He never achieved the same popularity, but his songs remain fun and bring us back to the late 80s and early 90s with beat-boxing and old-school scratching.

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