Baby Got Back

歌詞

"Raskolnikov Got Back" (at the pawnbroker) Oh, my, god. Pulcheria look at that cross It is so big. [scoff] She looks like one of those pawnbroker’s sisters. But, you know, who understands those entrepreneurs? [scoff] They only talk to her, because, she looks like a total prostitute, 'kay? I mean, her cross, is just so big. I can't believe it's just so wooden, it's like, out there, I mean—woah. Look! She's just so...Whack! [Sir Rask-a-Lot] I am Napoleon in disguise You other Russians can't deny That when a pawnbroker walks in with an itty bitty rouble You put an axe blade in her face She gets killed, wanna pull out your axe 'Cause you notice that trunk was stuffed Deep in the fabrics she's wearing I'm hooked and I can't stop killing Oh baby, I wanna get with you And take your life Razumihkin tried to warn me But that louse you got makes me so angry Ooh, Razumihkin You say you wanna get in my biz? Well, help me, help me 'Cause I ain't no average schoolie I've seen her lending' To hell with paying i’m sweat, wet, Put ya down like you're at the vet I'm tired of my family Sacrificing everything for me Take the average pawn broker and ask him that Here is my cigarette pack Marmeladov! (Yeah!) Marmeladov! (Yeah!) Has Katerina paid ya yet? (Hell yeah!) Tell 'em to drink it! (Drink it!) Drink it! (Drink it!) Drink that Devil's juice Meladov got drunk! [Sir Rask-a-Lot] I like 'em quiet like a mouse And when I'm killin' a louse I just can't help myself, I'm actin' like an animal Now here's my scandal I need to get home And ugh, double-up, ugh, ugh I ain't talkin' bout Svid But he's been hitting on my sister since she's was a kid I want 'em real scared and guilty Just like that cop Porfiry Rodia’s in trouble Beggin' for a piece of that forgiveness So I'm lookin' at crosses Still not wanting to repent You can have my loot But I'll keep my guilt and sista A word to the young criminals, I have to warn ya I'm not Napoleon, I'm Rodya And I gotta be straight when I say I have *guilt* Till i confess my sins Rodia’s got it goin' on A lot of criminals won't wanna confess 'Cause them punks like to hit it and quit it But I'd rather slay and stay 'Cause I'm a freak, and I'm weak And I'm down to get the guilt on So, killers(Yeah!) Killers(Yeah) If you wanna roll in Salvation (Yeah!) Then turn yourself in Even criminals got to shout Rask got forgiveness! Rask got back! Yeah, baby... when it comes to murder, morals ain't got nothin' to do with my selection. 36-24-36? Ha ha, only if she's a pawn broker".