Bo||oX!
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One year passed since Live8. New punk rock bands are popping up like mushrooms and Hip Hop is sinking further down the gutter. They make millions out of it, of course. But then, again, so do porn stars. Funny thing is porn stars also claim to be in the entertainment industry. Having said all that, there is still hope. When 50 Cent is proud of singing “I don’t know what you heard about me, but a bitch can’t get a dollar out of me,” you can’t blame Dixie Chicks for being “mad as hell“!
If you want to know why I’m pissed off and bother to write about Hip Hop, listen to this utter Bo||oX!
You liked it? Now read it:
“serious man,
you fucking missus is nuts.
My missus is nuts and all,
she rings me at least 40 times a day…
Serious!”I seen you last night, you were drinkin’ in the pub,
You were drinkin’ with that bird you tried to chat up in the nightclub,
Can’t say her name but she’s got a gammy eye,
And I feel an air of violence when I have to walk on by,
You can’t deny it, it’s something you can’t miss,
That bird whos hangin’ out with you is mad like cats piss,
Like bread and jam or a knife drawn with butter,
Face it son, your missus is a nutter![Chorus]
Oh son, your missus is a nutter!
Oh son, your missus is a nutter!
Oh son, your missus is a nutter!
Leave her alone! Your missus is a nutter!I never seen a woman make a fuckin’ skinhead cry,
And I never seen a woman tryin’ to snap an arm with a thigh,
Now I have and its just across the pub,
And the worst thing is,
she’s taking you home for a rub,
You don’t deserve it, you know it’s a fact,
But mix her up with booze you gotta suicide pact,
2 tequilas and 4 vodka mules,
She’s a wrecking ball and her fists are ‘er tools.Binge drinking, binge drinking tried keeping up with your missus,
What was I thinking?
She looks like Caprice,
But it’s a shock to see her wrestling 2 police,
With one in a headlock!
Fighting with bouncers and flashing her bits,
After too flamin’ sambucas she dont care who she hits,
Waking up on Sunday morning with bruises and cuts,
Face it son, your missus is nuts![Repeat Chorus]
Your missus was looking at my missus,
So my missus, sparked out your missus,
Your missus was looking at my missus,
So my missus, sparked out your missus,It was last week, what really got me thinking,
About how your missus goes nuts when we go drinking,
Last week, she ended up on a binge, she got off her tits,
And showed the bouncers her minge,
And it’s the threat of grievous bodily harm,
She needs to keep calm,
And use her charm,
I used to think it was funny,
It made me laugh,
When she threw the ash trays at the bar staff.Stabbed a man with a comb, just to get a drink,
Theres no logic,
just stand there, Drink, fight, drink, fight, drinkShe grabs your throat, and stares into your eyes,
Have you ever seen a woman kill a man with her thighs?Oh son, your missus is trouble,
Everytime you have a drink she has a double,
Is she on pukkas?
I think shes tripping,
Stop lookin’ at me love this is water what I’m sippin’!“I seen her get on a mountain bike,
and drove into chipland and did ‘em all in… Wikkid”[Repeat chorus X 3]
She’s nuts man!
She’s off her head… Innit?!
Still like it? Congratulations then, you too are now officially a nutter!
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