Before the fat one slims, the slim one will die.
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For Awhile (feat. Faith Evans)
Faith Evans:
Ohh
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Oh Yeah
Living My Life Without You
Something I Don't Wanna Do
So Please Don't Walk Away
And Leave Me All Alone
Baby Stay For Just Awhile
(Chorus) Why Don't You Stay With Me
For Just A While
Cause If You Leave
You'll Take A Piece Of Me
Why Can't You Stay With Me
For Just Awhile
(Boy)(Girl) You Know You Have
The Key To My Heart
Slim:
Ooh Baby
Girl I Don't Want You To Go
You Are, My Heart And Soul
The Reason That I Live
The One, That I Adore
And I Can't Stand The Thought
Of Being, By Myself
But I Can't See Myself
Loving No, Nobody Else
Chorus
(Slim): Girl Why Won't You Just Stay With Me
There Is Nothing I Won't Do For You
(Faith): You Are My Destiny, Oh Yes You Are
(Slim): You Mean The World To Me
(Faith): Whenever
(Slim): Girl I'll Be Right By Your Side
(Faith): I Love You
(Slim): Love You
(Faith): Baby
(Slim): Baby
(Faith): Stay With Me
(Slim): Why Won't You Stay With Me Baby
(Faith): Stay With Me
(Slim): Stay With Me Baby, Lil' While Longer
(Faith): You'll Take A Piece Of My Heart
(Slim): You Will Take A Piece Of Me
And Girl You Know I Love You Too
(Faith): Just Awhile
(Slim): Girl You Know
You Have The Key To My Heart
Stay With Me
Won't You Stay With Me For The Rest Of My Life
(Faith): Cause If You Leave You'll Take A Piece Of Me
(Slim): Your The Only One Never Let Me Go, Baby
Girl You Know You Have The Key To My Heart
Oh Baby
Stay With Me Baby
A Lil' While Longer
Stay With Me Baby
A Lil' While Longer Baby
song performed by by 112
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Q, Mike, Slim, Daron (Interlude)
If you are available
If you are available
Verse1
This is what we're lookin' for
Sexy, independent, never scared to let it go
Always positive, willing to communicate
Baby, this is what we're lookin' for
Verse2
She's gotta sex appeal, keep it real
Kinky as we wanna be
And she gotta give in, always giving
Gotta be very spiritual and emotional
Baby if you really wanna know
So if you are available
(Q,Mike,Slim,Daron)
Repeat Verse1
(Q,Mike,Slim,Daron)
Repeat Verse1
Repeat Verse2
If you really wanna know
(Q,Mike,Slim,Daron)
Repeat Verse1
If you are available
(Q,Mike,Slim,Daron)
Oh if you are available
(Q,Mike,Slim,Daron)
song performed by by 112
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Silly; Human nature: Do You Have A Sister, King?
Do you have a sister
Oh My Royal Mister?
If you do I would come to Your Court,
And would, with her, consent to consort.
If she is pretty and slim, all the better,
But she doesn't need to measure up to the letter.
Yes, slim, rather than fat would be best;
That makes it easier to hold ALL of her to my chest.
It's not that I dislike fat girls; I know they can be nice. And
There are those who would choose MORE meat,
And, at a slim girl, not look twice.
As for my mention of the word 'pretty',
I know there will be those who, on me, may feel pity.
Truth be told "pretty" isn't needed if she is nice, and sweet,
And maybe wealthy and quick-on-her-feet.
So here is my supplication to You, Oh King:
Give me her hand, and
I'll give her the ring.
(Nov.2012)
poem by Bri Edwards
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The Norm
The ticking of the clock on the wall
The sound of a car pulling up outside
A cushion on the sofa
The slamming of a car door
Stillness
Me typing on my keyboard
Thoughts in my head
The chance of a plane crashing in to my window
right now is
Very slim to none
The chances of anything out of the ordinary happening
right now
is very slim to none
I carry on waiting...
poem by Nathan Strange
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Will The Real Slim Shady Please Shut Up
may i have your attention please. may i have your attention please. will the
Real slim shady please shut up? i repeat. will the real slim shady please shut
Up?
We're going to have a problem here
You all act like you've never heard a white person before
His rhymes even worse then before
Punk kid trying to be hard core
Marshall mathers is back and worse then before
Making us snore, whining into the microphone
(baby crying)
He's the return of... oh wait. no wait
You fool.
You didn't pay money for this cd, did you?
And dr. dre did (dre laughs).
Everything you idiot, without dre bringing you
You're as good as dead
The world has had enough of eminem.
Jiggy jiggy
Even his girlfriends cheating on him
Look at him. walking around, living off dre
Acting cool, but he's kinda weak though
The little twerp blasted me on his last cd. why?
Cause i turned him down for a date. heehee
As for the question about who came first.
Was it carson daly or was it fred durst?
I'm sorry slim but this is going to hurt
They both came closer then you ever will jerk
Your song is on my nerves. your song is on my nerves
Your lucky because you got more fame then you deserve
That is the message i deliver to little kids
You can become famous and never know what talent is
Of course they love you. of course they do
You are like a cartoon version of rickish roader on silver spoon
You ain't nothing but a produst. a package to be bought up
You know, a year from now, you won't even be thought of
So you write about dead animals and cannibals
Someday you'll stop dating dogs and date higher mammals.
Man there are a million women just like me,
That think like me
That all can see
That slim shady is just a boy going through puberty.
So if you agree,
Scream loudly with me....
Your slim shady
Yes your the real shady.
You sound like peter brady
You get quite irritating.
Will the real slim shady please shut up
Please shut up
Your slim shady
Yes your the real shady.
You sound like peter brady
You get quite irritating.
Will the real slim shady please shut up
Please shut up
song performed by by Christina Aguilera
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From Down The River
A HALF-BREED, slim, and sallow of face,
Alphonse lies full length on his raft,
The hardy son of a hybrid race.
Lithe and long, with the Indian grace,
Versed in the varied Indian craft,
A half-breed, slim, and sallow of face,
He nurses within mad currents that chase-
The swift, the sluggish-a foreign graft,
This hardy son of a hybrid race.
What southern airs, what snows embrace
Within his breast-soft airs that waft
The half-breed-slim, and sallow of face,
Far from the Gatineau's foaming base!
And what strong potion hath he quaffed,
This hardy son of a hybrid race,
That upon this sun-baked blistered place
He sleeps, with his hand on the burning haft,
A Metis-slim and sallow of face,
The hardy son of a hybrid race!
poem by Susan Frances Harrison
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The Harvest Moon
the yellow moon,
the colour that i could never get right
in my art class
well who can
it is never really yellow
and when you add white
it loses its luminosity
full moon
well when it is full
it is never round
if you look casually at it
it bulges at one side
with a tiny star twinkling at its side
a little child crying to be carried
but who cares except the round moon
poetic moon as poets would write
whether it is or not
the little child that would soften their poem
never given its recognition
lazy bones are always copycats
and they get the world messed up
with their inaccuracies, self conceitness
the moon,
the next door amateur witch
gives it a dose of evil
chanting archaic verses for a love charm, bag of luck
and a spirit in the wild
the moon that boosts my spirit
with its innocent roundness, a softness of a girl's buttock
maternal's light, and the ways it slims, fattens, slims, wanes
signs itself in and out of the sky
inspired by
The Harvest Moon
The flame-red moon, the harvest moon,
Rolls along the hills, gently bouncing,
A vast balloon,
Till it takes off, and sinks upward
To lie on the bottom of the sky, like a gold doubloon.
The harvest moon has come,
Booming softly through heaven, like a bassoon.
And the earth replies all night, like a deep drum.
So people can't sleep,
So they go out where elms and oak trees keep
A kneeling vigil, in a religious hush.
The harvest moon has come!
And all the moonlit cows and all the sheep
Stare up at her petrified, while she swells
Filling heaven, as if red hot, and sailing
Closer and closer like the end of the world.
Till the gold fields of stiff wheat
Cry `We are ripe, reap us! ' and the rivers
Sweat from the melting hills.
Ted Hughes
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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From 'Down the River
Gatineau Point
A HALF-BREED, slim, and sallow of face,
Alphonse lies full length on his raft,
The hardy son of a hybrid race.
Lithe and long, with the Indian grace,
Versed in the varied Indian craft,
A half-breed, slim, and sallow of face,
He nurses within mad currents that chase–
The swift, the sluggish–a foreign graft,
This hardy son of a hybrid race.
What southern airs, what snows embrace
Within his breast–soft airs that waft
The half-breed–slim, and sallow of face,
Far from the Gatineau's foaming base!
And what strong potion hath he quaffed,
This hardy son of a hybrid race,
That upon this sun-baked blistered place
He sleeps, with his hand on the burning haft,
A Metis–slim and sallow of face,
The hardy son of a hybrid race!
poem by Susie Frances Harrison
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The Real Slim Shady
May I have your attention please?
May I have your attention please?
Will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
I repeat will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
We're going to have a problem here
c
(Verse 1)
Ya'll act like you never seen a white person before
jaws all on the floor like Pam like Tommy just burst in the door
started whoopin her ass worse than before
they first get divorced throwing her over furniture (scream)
It's the return of the
"Oh wait
song performed by by Eminem from The Marshall Mathers LP
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Sister Surprise
We are
Walking nostalgia
Like old movies for real
Look at me, look at you
Look at them, look at us
Im young
Sell a slim body to the man next door
Sell a slim body to the man next door
Like my sister surprise
Well wait for you
We are
The pleasure creation
Gone wrong. gone wrong.
We are
Walking ghost stories
No religion
No relief
No old wisdom
No belief
Sometimes I could scream
Well wait for you
song performed by by Gary Numan
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112 Intro.
112 intro - part 3
Puff:
Yeah, thats what Im talkin about
Sounds real dramatic, like somethins comin
Got that real intro type vibe to it
Yeah
Enough of this smooth....
Its bad boy, baby
We go by the name of q, mike, slim, daron
And this is part three
You know, like the third album
Like the third time we been here
Like part three
And oh yeah, they represent the atl
Come on
Slim:
Just a little 12 is all you need
Just a little 12 is all you need
Just a little 12 is all you need
Aw, baby
Just a little 12 is all you need
Puff:
Lets do it.
song performed by by 112
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112 Intro.
112 intro - part 3
Puff:
Yeah, thats what Im talkin about
Sounds real dramatic, like somethins comin
Got that real intro type vibe to it
Yeah
Enough of this smooth....
Its bad boy, baby
We go by the name of q, mike, slim, daron
And this is part three
You know, like the third album
Like the third time we been here
Like part three
And oh yeah, they represent the atl
Come on
Slim:
Just a little 12 is all you need
Just a little 12 is all you need
Just a little 12 is all you need
Aw, baby
Just a little 12 is all you need
Puff:
Lets do it.
song performed by by 112
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UNHAPPY WITH WHOM YOU ARE? (Spoof)
Japanese redo their eyes
Iranians redo their nose
Hollywood breasts resize
All lust designer clothes
Obese want to be slim
Slim desire bigger boobs
Buy memberships at gyms
While kids go down tubes
Lawyer’s want to be politicians
Politicians consult and lobby
Not toil, just blind ambition
Indeed, life to them is a hobby
They know not we’re all the same
Below the skin and in our hearts
Just have self esteem to claim
Place horse back in front of cart
On Earth, God creates all equal
At Least until He plays our sequel
Peace,
poem by Ray Lucero
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Grammar of beauty reverses
Wide eyes, wide cheeks,
Thick lips, thick bosom,
Broad hip and plump thy
Of women were alluring then.
Thin eyes, thin cheeks,
Slim limbs, slim breasts,
Slender hip and slender thy
Of women are alluring now.
Man was to lean on her.
Now he is to hold her.
31.12.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Slim Carter
Whos gonna give a job to old slim carter,
Whos gonna give a man a place to say.
Who do you know that needs an old tired out rodeo man
Who do you know nowadays needs a gun hand
Who needs a gunhand
I heard he was born somewhere in south dakota
His mama ran off with an indian agent
They say they hung his daddy for selling bad whiskey to the balckfeet
So at ten years old, he hit the road, and kept on moving
Whos gonna give a job to old slim carter
Whos gonna give a man a place to say
Who do you know that needs an old tired out rodeo man
Who do you know nowadays needs a gun hand
Who needs a gunhand
He finally ended up in hollywood california
He hocked the gold buckle that he worked so hard for
Landed a job as a stuntman for americas favorite cowboy
Until the stage had a wreck, he broke his neck
And it was all over
Whos gonna give a job to old slim carter
Whos gonna give a man a place to say
Who do you know that needs an old tired out rodeo man
Who do you know nowadays needs a gun hand
Who needs a gunhand
Who needs a gunhand
Who needs a gunhand?
song performed by by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
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Mud Slide Slim
Mud slide slim and the blue horizon
Oh, mud slide, Im dependent on you
I dont know but Ive been told
Theres a time from time to time
I cant eat, I cant sleep
But I just might move my feet
cause theres nothing like
The sound of sweet soul music
To change a young ladys mind
And theres nothing like a
Walk on down by the bayou
To leave the world behind
Mud slide Im depending upon you
Mister mud slide slim and the blue horizon
Ive been letting the time go by
Letting the time go by
Yes, Im letting the time go by
Letting the time go by
Im gonna cash in my hand and
Pick up on a piece of land
And build myself a cabin back in the woods
Lord, its there Im gonna stay
Until there comes a day
When this old world starts to changing for the good
Now the reason Im smiling is over on a island
On a hillside in the woods where I belong
I wanna thank jimmy, jimmy, john, nick and laurie
The no jets construction for setting
Me down a homestead on the farm
Mud slide, Im depending upon you
Mister mud slide slim and the blue horizon
song performed by by James Taylor
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Oh! To Be Slim
Why do we spend so much time in the gym,
Why is it that we feel we must keep slim,
On cycling, long hours we spend,
But, go nowhere, in the end,
It's really hard work this trying to stay trim!
We watch the calories as they mount up high,
And cannot seem to control our intake - Why?
We always need a snack,
This slimming, we can't crack,
The effort of trying really makes one cry!
We should be happy with the shape we are,
And just enjoy eating, our chocolate bar,
Magazine diets just make us blue,
So, just what are we to do,
We always seem to feel, well below par!
Perhaps a 'Personal Trainer' would be nice,
He'd have us slim and fit within a trice,
But these thoughts may be just dreams,
And we'll stay, bursting at the seams,
Because this slimming game, comes with a 'weighty' price!
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Mystery
Now I am all
One bowl of kisses,
Such as the tall
Slim votaresses
Of Egypt filled
For a God's excesses.
I lift to you
My bowl of kisses,
And through the temple's
Blue recesses
Cry out to you
In wild caresses.
And to my lips'
Bright crimson rim
The passion slips,
And down my slim
White body drips
The shining hymn.
And still before
The altar I
Exult the bowl
Brimful, and cry
To you to stoop
And drink, Most High.
Oh drink me up
That I may be
Within your cup
Like a Mystery,
Like wine that is still
In ecstasy.
Glimmering still
In ecstasy,
Commingled wines
Of you and me
In One fulfill,...
The Mystery.
poem by David Herbert Lawrence
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Q, Mike, Slim, Daron
if you are available
If you are available this is what we're looking for
Sexy independent never scared to let it go
Always positive willing to communicate
Baby this is what we're looking for
She's got to have sex apeal, keep it real
And she's got to keep it real
Very spiritual and emotional baby if you realy want to know
Said if you were available
Q,mike, slim ,daron
This is what we're looking for
Sexy independent never scared to let it go
Always positive willing to communicate
Baby this is what we're looking for
Q,mike,slim,daron
This is what we're looking for
Sexy,independent, never scared to let it go
Always positive willing to commuinacate
Baby this is what we're looking for
Oh she's gotta have sex apeal, keep it real
And she's got to keep it real
Very spiritual and emotional
Baby if you really want to know
If you really want to know
Q,mike,slim, daron
This is what we're looking for
Sexy,independent, never scared to let it go
Always positive willing to communicate
Baby this is wat we're looking for
If you are available
Q,mike,slim,daron
song performed by by 112
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Who Else Can I Blame For My Horrors?
Who else can I blame for my horrors?
Willing victims are growing slim.
My ability to hide insecurities,
Is wearing thin.
I used this to my advantage...
Now it seems as if this tactic,
Has a need to come to an end.
Who else can I blame for my horrors?
Willing victims are growing slim.
My ability to hide insecurities,
Is wearing thin.
And a dime spent,
No one can afford to lend.
How can I keep on pretending,
It is money and not religion...
That makes me 'tick' and my world 'spin'.
Who else can I blame for my horrors?
And from where and whom did I get,
This insight I have inside of me I regret...
Beginning in a free fall,
To see it come to an ending I alone seem to let...
Happen!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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