Parodies I've written

[Guest Astro]

Here's my latest effort, Its my version of

Mrs. Twain's "Man, i feel like a woman" redone as "Men, are superior

to women".

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Im going drinking with the men wifes staying home again

Oh look at her pout!

If she makes any noise, Ill raise my voice

Yeah Ill scream and shout!

 

I got a boozing addiction going out on any condition

That woman better not get out of line

Cause a mans always correct

Dont have to listen to that woman whine!

 

Cause men, are superior to women

Its our progitive if we wanna have a little fun!

 

Oh oh oh - Go do the dishes Fullifill all my wishes

Iron my shirts Forget your skirts

Oh oh oh - I go get wild You stay home with our child!

Oh- oh oh Hanging with my faction Were just relaxin

You permed your hair? What do I care?

Oh oh oh - Cause men, are superior to women!

 

Well now your mad I didnt mean to make you sad

I guess now Im wearing the frown

You say no more sex What are you gonna take away next?

Im sorry I put women down!

 

Cause men, are inferior to women

The girls have all the cards in their deck

 

Man, Must be nice to be a woman!

[Guest Astro]

Here's my version of the Gart Brooks hit "Friends in Low Places"

entitled "The Country Boy"

 

I've got Country roots

Should be wearing Cowboy Boots

And taking Cows to the Fair

Cause I just know

They'd be the best of show

I'd have the best cow, calf or steer

And you'd be surprised

The Shock in your eyes

Your Tears of Joy would fall like rain

And I'd thank you

For Putting up with all I put you through

And All the times I did complain

 

Cause I'm a Country Boy from my feet to my face

All the beers I down

And the Skirts I chase, They run away

But thats Okay

I'm not big on Social Places

I'd rather hang with familiar faces!

Cause I'm a Country Boy from my feet to my face

 

Well maybe I'm Wrong

But Girls don't belong

Dressing up as whores

That's not alright

Hope they see the light

Those girls are such a bore

Not to be mean

But they dress so obscence

I don't want anything to do with them

My Standards are High

Hard to Explain, Don't know where to begin...

 

Cause Country Boys like pretty faces

No Crooked Frowns

Just Country Lasses, They're Okay

You hear What I say?

I'm not big on Social places

I perfer hanging with familiar faces!

Oh cause I like Farming and NASCAR Racing

 

Well My Song is done

Hope it was fun

Time to sit down again

This Country Boy's tired

No Longer Inspired

So its time to let the applause rain!

[Guest Astro]

This song is entitled True Riches- its basically just a non parody poem/song I wrote, with a country twang intended

 

If I had money, Id buy you a farm

Then Id build you a house, to keep you cozy and warm.

Id hire you a butler, Id hire you a maid

Then Id buy us a hammock, so we could swing in the shade.

Id buy you motorcycle, 2 wheels, not 3

Then Id buy myself one, so you could go riding with me.

Id buy us a racehorse, a real pedigree

Hed win the Triple Crown, and make even more money.

Id buy you some music, Id hire you a band

Theyd play soft music, as we rolled in the sand.

Id buy you some water, and a big swimming pool

So even in the blistering heat, you could stay cool.

 

But money dont buy happiness, and you cant buy love

But love is free, and its the best gift I can think of.

Im blue collar worker, trying to avoid being poor

But I can offer my love, Please dont show me the door.

So comn girl, I think your so pretty

Wont you share your gift, your love with me?

[Guest Eyeball Kid]

Let's pretend you never started this thread.

[Guest Astro]

As the proud founder of Bleeding Ears records, I'm shocked by the response

 

/sarcasm

[Guest Eyeball Kid]

I stopped reading after this line:

 

Its our progitive if we wanna have a little fun!

 

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[Your Paragon of Virtue 0]

What's that word, like objective? Its in our perogative? Prerogative? Whatever.

 

You're a big country fan eh? That wouldn't be so bad if it was older kickass stuff like Hank Williams Sr. or Johnny Cash. This Garth Brooks and Shania Twain crap don't cut it, so if no one listens to the original, naturally they won't get the "obscure" references.

[razazteca 0]

LIL' FLIP LYRICS

 

Game Over

 

 

[intro]

Fury

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh

 

[Chorus: repeat 4x]

Game over, post, post, post, post, post, post, post

 

[Verse One]

Ah shit, y'all done fucked up and let me in this bitch

I'm just your average hood nigga with dreams of gettin' established (But you don't read me)

My computer big like a mainframe (mainframe)

You might fuck around and think I sold a IPO (But you don't read me)

I take 15 minutes to drop a track (yeah)

I take half a minute to post my pics (But you don't read me)

I make 'em gloss all across the globe

I'm a pimp, I got your hoe takin' off her clothes (But you don't read me)

A franchise like a Houston Rocket (Houston Rocket)

Every eight months is when I usually drop it (But you don't read me)

I got the streets on lock, I like my beats with knock

You know my heat stay cocked, niggaaaaa

 

[Chorus]

 

[Verse Two]

Look, I'm a Christal nigga and you a red-winer

You just an curtain jerker, but I'm the main eventer (But you don't read me)

I'm 'bout to ship 3 mill' off top

You got your deal off your man, I got my deal off MOTY (But you don't read me)

I'm connected like dub and Mach-10 with ice cubes in my watch

And dubs on the black Benz (But you don't read me)

I'm getting' paid 'cause I do all the work

It's rainy days if we don't move all our work, we go bizirk (But you don't read me)

I'm on the block fam, in the cream drop Lam

Mostly our cats with deals, y'all ain't hot man (But you don't read me)

I'm 'bout to do it again, you 'bout to get banned it again

It's show and tell motherfucker, I'm a prove it again

 

[Chorus]

 

The game over, 'cause shit about to change over

It's 'bout time 'cause message board need a make over (But you don't read me)

If most mods want to charge too much

But around my way that's how you get fucked up (But you don't read me)

You might think me all ellipsis & CAPS

But way before this rap shit, nigga, the net was mine (But you don't read me)

I got that hot shit, that "CRUN-CH" Coey shit

That get hot shit, that "Save the Board" Hardcore shit

 

[Chorus]