Amusing rhymes in songs (1 Viewer)

Monica and naughty Billy
Got together something silly,
Holy wars out of lusty minutes
Another Cuban cigar crisis
Honestly! Do we need to know
If he really came inside her mouth?
How will all this effect me now and later?


Super Furry Animals - Presidential Suite
 
See, I met this women from Hawaii. Stuck it in her ass, and she said, “Aiiiiieeee!”
Lips was breakfast, pussy was lunch, then her titties busted open with Hawaiian Punch

Colt 45 - Afroman, what a poet. full lyrics:

I really hate songs with lyrics like that.

Atmosphere have a track called That's not beef, that's pork that has some lyrics that I quite like though:

Surrounded by all these little piggies
Round a pool table, holding on a glass full of empty
When them rappers came out of nowhere to hit the spotlight
Oinking at the crowd about who cares and not quite
Pretty sure there was more on stage
Than there was in attendance in the rest of the place
I tried to give a listen, it was impossible
The main dude sounded like his motherfucking mouth was full
Understand what that train wreck looks like
You've seen it before, bad rapper with a good mic
Screaming like he means it like it's a classic verse
Couldn't even make out a fraction of them words
Minnesota, too nice for its own good
Half of y'all should still have a cold foot
Order me a refill, try to block it out
And act like these little pigs didn't come from this brick house


Get off the stage, smack your crew
Real friends wouldn't let you act like a fool
Your beats go "fa, fa, foof"
And your girlfriend pretends that she don't even know you
In your late twenties, ain't making any money
Like an overweight ballerina, sad and funny
We all think you so damn wild
The way y'all still rock that talent show style
No one's impressed with your extended set
Except your idiot friends that you scribbled on the guest list
Just to be clear, Atmosphere in here
If you spitting a cappella I'ma spit in your beer


Ten minutes later and they still up they yapping shit
Turn the sound down and let us read the captions kid
You did a song that was so damn passionate
I almost had to piss my pants when I was laughing at it
You look so goddamn dramatic man
Everybody pulled out their phones to call an ambulance
Your CD-R needs a little CPR
You makin faces like you should of played the lead guitar
You ain't an MC, you an MC's wardrobe
Freak of culture like a white girl with cornrows
Go ahead and do you, don't front
If rap is just another excuse to smoke blunts, huh
It's alright man, get yourself a hype man
And come take up a couple more minutes of our life span
Twin cities, tighten up and get busy
Got all these little piggies trynna suck on these big titties
 
what about this horrible horrible rhyming match between Fred Durst(Limp Bizkit) and Jonathan Davis (Korn).nuts and
gum together at last....

Fred: say what, say what? (x4)

Jon: my dick is bigger than yours...

Fred: say what, say what? (x3)

Jon: my band is bigger than yours...

Fred: too bad I got your beans in my bag, stuck-up sucka, korny motherfucka.
Takin over flows is the limp pimp, need a bizkit to save this crew from jon
Davis. Im gonna drop a little east side skill, ya best step back cuz Im a
Kill, Im a kill. so watcha thinking mr. raggedy man? doin all you can to
Look like raggedy ann.

Jon: Ill check you out punk, yes I know you feel it. you look like one of
Those dancers from the hanson video, you little faggot ho. please give me some
Shit to work with, cuz right now Im all it kid, suck my dick kid, like your
Daddy did.

Fred: who the fuck you think youre talking to? ?

Jon: me.

Fred: Im known for eatin little whiny chumps like you.

Jon: whatever.

Fred: all up in my face with that...

Jon: are you ready? !?

Fred: but halitosis, is all youre rockin steady. you little fairy, smelling
All your flowers. nappy hairy chest, look its austin powers!

Jon: yeah, baby!

Fred: I hear ya tweetin on them fag-pipes clod, but you said it best, theres
No place to hide.

Jon: what the fuck ya sayin? youre a pimp whateva, limp dick. fred durst
Needs to rehearse, needs to reverse what hes saying. wannabe funk doobiest is
What youre playin, rippin up a bad counterfeit, fakin! plus your bills im
Paying, you cant eat that shit every day, fred. lay off the bacon.

Fred: say what, say what? you better watch your fuckin mouth, jon.

Chorus:
Jon: so you hate me?
Fred: and I hate you!
Jon: you know what, you know what?
Both: its all in the family.

Jon: I hate you!
Fred: and you hate me!
Jon: you know what, you know what?
Both: its all in the family.

Jon: look at you fool, Im gonna fuck you up twice, throwin rhymes at me like,
Oh shit allright, vanilla ice. ya better run, run while ya can, youll never
Fuck me up, bisc limpkit. at least I got a phat, original band.

Fred: whos hot, whos not?

Jon: you.

Fred: you best step back, korn on the cob, you need a new job. time to take
Them mic skills back to the dentist, and buy yourself a new grill.

Jon: fuck you.

Fred: you pumpkin pie, Ill jack-off in your eye. climbing shoots and ladders,
While your ego shatters. but you just cant get away.

Jon: get a gay?

Fred: because its doomsday kid, its doomsday.

Chorus

Fred: you call yourself a singer?

Jon: yep.

Fred: youre more like jerry springer.

Jon: oh cool!

Fred: your favorite band is winger,

Jon: winger?

Fred: and all you eat is zingers. youre like a fruity pebble, your favorite
Flag is rebel.

Jon: yeeeeeehaaaaaa!!

Fred: its just too bad that youre a fag, and on a lower level.

Jon: so youre from jacksonville, kickin it like buffalo bill. gettin
Butt-fucked by your uncle chuck, while your sisters on her knees waitin for
Your little peanut.

Fred: wait, whered ya get that little dance?

Jon: over here.

Fred: like them idiots in waco, youre burning up in bako where your father had
Your mother, your mother had your brother, its just too bad your fathers mad,
Your mothers now your lover.

Jon: come on hillbilly, can your horse do a fuckin wheelie? you love it down
South, and boy, you sure do got a purdy mouth.

Chorus

Jon: and I love you!

Fred: and I want you!

Jon: and Ill suck you!

Fred: and Ill fuck you!

Jon: and Ill butt-fuck you!

Fred: and Ill eat you!

Jon: and Ill lick your little dick, motherfucka.

Fred: say what? say... what?
 
I can find my way home from Sierra Leone but I'm lost without an inside pocket

HMHB.

And if you think peace is a common goal
That goes to show how little you know.


The Smiths. I quite like that one at the moment
 
She called my friend a picnic boy
I never could stand that
Oh she called my friend a picnic boy
And said he was too fat

I left her in the early morning
Looking at the rain
I found I could not take the pressure
So I took the train

YouTube - Picnic Boy
 
its "we're just two lost souls..."


OH! That makes sense, I take it all back...

I have another one though, I hate these lines in Hurricane:

They want to put his ass in the stir
They want to pin this triple murd-er on him
He ain't no gentleman Jim

Makes me cringe every time...
 
"I'm the King of Boggle, there is none higher,
I gets eleven points off the word quagmire"
Putting Shame in Your Game - Beastie Boys
 
Hate the underlined bit, love the bold bit!

Benediction Down On Whores (leave Them All For Dead) Lyrics


"What they have in store for them...
...do I desire..."
"They will suffer just as I...
...revenge on the whore."

Take the eyes, take the head
leave them all for dead."

"My hands are cold...
...my heart... is colder still"
"I will take the bitch tonight...
The children are well."

"The gentle man... the whore in in debt...
They are blind as they say"
"Turn round three times
and catch whom you may."

"May comes and goes in the dark of the night.
He kisses and whores and gives them a fright.
...and the Doctors will get all the blame
but it's only May playing his dirty game."
"...ha ha..."


"Rip the bitch wide...
...left my mark...

...had a go at her eyes."
"The pain that night...
...burnt into my mind.
...recall... to stop my cries."
"...ha ha..."

"...when I cut her...
kissed... for a while.
...shale I write and tell them...
...peace of mind."

"Left her for dead...
there was thrill.
All whores... feel the... shining knife

Sir Jim with the shining knife."
"I give my name that all know of me,
so history do tell...
...a gentle man born..."
 
Be we in Paris or in Lansing,
nothing matters when we're dancing.

Did you know, Stephin Merritt's intention was for this to be sung in a over-affected upper class English accent, so that "Paris" would rhyme with "matters" - like "Padis" and "madis".

From the same volume:

We've got so many tchotchkes
we've pratically emptied the Louvre
In most of our palaces
there's hardly room to manoeuvre
I shan't go to Balie today
I must stay home and Hoovre
up the gold dust
 
Booming Granny lyrics
[Adrock]
Yeah, ah yeah, aw yeah
This one's dedicated to all the ladies in the front, the back
All my older ladies out there, lookin nice, you know who you are
Whew!

I need you, boomin granny, I said
I want you, boomin granny

(Chorus)
Boomin granny, boomin fanny
Boomin granny, good and plenty

[Mike D]
Well it might sound odd it might sound corny
But here's some sex rhymes for those that are horny
For your boomin granny with the boomin sisters
Said I love ya won't leave ya, till ya gotta listen
I'm talkin about the way that I'm feeling
Here's a lovely lady and so appealing
A sassy, sophisticated, sexy lady
Well I'm twenty six, and you're eighty
The clock is ticking so you better not front
We can go to my place and we can smoke a blunt
Well you're a Golden Girl, just like P.R.
Just turn down the lights so we can go far

(Chorus)

[Adrock]
Because I saw you at the checkout line
You dropped your coupons and you were lookin fine
Sophisticated, and so mature
I couldn't really care if you're fifty, or seventy four
Because I wantcha, and I need ya
Hey boomin granny you could be my teacher
And I could be ya pet, bet
Listen old lady I could make ya sweat
I know I'm younger, and your much older
You look so nice on my Chevy Nova
I'ma take you to the low rider show, and flauntcha
I gotta tell ya lady I said I wantcha, boomin granny
Because I need you, boomin granny

(Chorus)
 

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