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Do you remember what your first ever favorite song was? What was it?

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  • Baby got back by sir mixalot.

    Made all the more favorite by the fact that I listened to it in the living room, on cassette tape, and my grandmother marched over, took it out, and chastised me for listening to such filth.

    Then broke hte tape with her big wooden spoon that she had on the wall.

    • I like big spoons and I cannot lie  
      Other grandmothers can’t deny  
      That when the kid comes in with a tape full of sin
      It gets *crushed*, want to grind up dust

      Cause you heard that the MC cussed  
      On the wall that the spoon is sharin’  
      With the room where the speakers was blarin’

      Oh darling, can’t let you hear that  
      Can’t even let you near that

      My bridge club tried to warn me  
      But that tape you got made me so onery

      Oh little munchkin  
      Do you wanna play connect four once again?

      Well lookie, here lookie  
      Does my dearie want another cookie?

      I’ve seen you napping  
      To hell with that rapping

      This house is neat, sweet  
      So shoes off and then wipe your feet

      I’m tired of MTV

      Saying hip hop is for Gs

      Take the average Gran-Gran and ask her that

      Do the little ones need that rap?

      So Hilda (hello!), Matilda (hello!)   Have grandsons found that smut? (Heavens no!)

      Tell them to sit down, put milk in a cup

      I think Grandma’s still got those buttercups

      “Mixtape” got whacked! (Heavy spoon and a plastic shell case)

      “Mixtape” got whacked! (Heavy spoon and a plastic shell case)

      Unfortunately Im out of time and have to go meet a friend.

      I’d like to save this and finish it later but I’m too sleep deprived to remember.

      At some point I need to work in the line:

      Cause you know that Gran-Gran mix a lot

      And got that spoon swing down

      “Mixtape” got whacked!

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