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Ludacris sucks.

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Originally posted by: rh71
Originally posted by: Proletariat
The way I look at it at least its not whiney, depressed 4th grader poetry.
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yeah you're right, rap mostly sounds like uneducated "poetry".
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Whatever at least it doesn't make me depressed in more ways than one like the above tripe. Lets not forget the classic Linkin Park line:

shut up when I'm talking to you
shut up shut up shut up
shut up when I'm talking to you
shut up shut up shut up shut up
I?m about to break

Man if I knew the dude I would have b!tch-slapped him as soon as he penned those lyrics.
 
Originally posted by: Proletariat
Originally posted by: rh71
Originally posted by: Proletariat
The way I look at it at least its not whiney, depressed 4th grader poetry.
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yeah you're right, rap mostly sounds like uneducated "poetry".
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Whatever at least it doesn't make me depressed in more ways than one like the above tripe. Lets not forget the classic Linkin Park line:

shut up when I'm talking to you
shut up shut up shut up
shut up when I'm talking to you
shut up shut up shut up shut up
I?m about to break

Man if I knew the dude I would have b!tch-slapped him as soon as he penned those lyrics.
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hey this isn't about you liking rap is it ? Look at it without bias for a second... there's no way any one genre has all cleverly written lyrics but I think rap stands out more than the rest because it's all about the lyrics. And when it's borderline assinine... well you can't help but shake your head and wonder WTF ? 😕 Ludacris is great at inciting this reaction.
 
Originally posted by: rh71
Originally posted by: Proletariat
Originally posted by: rh71
Originally posted by: Proletariat
The way I look at it at least its not whiney, depressed 4th grader poetry.
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yeah you're right, rap mostly sounds like uneducated "poetry".
Click to expand...
Whatever at least it doesn't make me depressed in more ways than one like the above tripe. Lets not forget the classic Linkin Park line:

shut up when I'm talking to you
shut up shut up shut up
shut up when I'm talking to you
shut up shut up shut up shut up
I?m about to break

Man if I knew the dude I would have b!tch-slapped him as soon as he penned those lyrics.
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hey this isn't about you liking rap is it ? Look at it without bias for a second... there's no way any one genre has all cleverly written lyrics but I think rap stands out more than the rest because it's all about the lyrics. And when it's borderline assinine... well you can't help but shake your head and wonder WTF ? 😕 Ludacris is great at inciting this reaction.
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I was writing that in response to the usual "rap sucks" comments.

Personally I hate modern rap as much as the next dude but I find myself listening to it more and more because of the lack of choices. I'd rather not listen to grown men whine like pre-pubescent boys.
 
When I am at a club I am not sitting there thinking about how the deep lyrics are, but I doubt many of you have ever been to somewhere with what you would consider a party atmosphere. 😛
 
Originally posted by: Proletariat
Yea because rock is so great these days:

Everything's so blurry
and everyone's so fake
and everybody's empty
and everything is so messed up
pre-occupied without you
I cannot live at all
My whole world surrounds you
I stumble then I crawl

Wow thats poetry if I've ever heard it

<snip>

The way I look at it at least its not whiney, depressed 4th grader poetry.
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That song is NOT rock. It's what the industry now considers to be rock, but it's not.. Like you said, it's whiney depressed 4th grader poetry.
 
Originally posted by: Proletariat
Yea because rock is so great these days:

Everything's so blurry
and everyone's so fake
and everybody's empty
and everything is so messed up
pre-occupied without you
I cannot live at all
My whole world surrounds you
I stumble then I crawl

Wow thats poetry if I've ever heard it

You could be my someone
you could be my scene
you know that i'll protect you
from all of the obscene
I wonder what your doing
imagine where you are
there's oceans in between us
but that's not very far

Can you take it all away
can you take it all away
well ya shoved it in my face
this pain you gave to me
Can you take it all away
can you take it all away
well ya shoved it my face

Everyone is changing
there's noone left that's real
to make up your own ending
and let me know just how you feel
cause I am lost without you
I cannot live at all
my whole world surrounds you
I stumble then I crawl

You could be my someone
you could be my scene
you know that i will save you
from all of the unclean
I wonder what your doing
I wonder where you are
There's oceans in between us
but that's not very far

[Chorus]

Nobody told me what you thought
nobody told me what to say
everyone showed you where to turn
told you when to runaway
nobody told you where to hide
nobody told you what to say
everyone showed you where to turn
showed you when to runaway

[Chorus]

This pain you give to me

you take it all
you take it all away...
explain again to me
you take it all away
explain again to me
take it all away
explain again


The way I look at it at least its not whiney, depressed 4th grader poetry.
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you moron, why did you pick puddle of mudd? you might as well have recited green eggs and ham.
 
Originally posted by: MercenaryForHire
Originally posted by: sleepmachine
mooooove b*tch, get out the waaaaay get out the way b*tch get out the waaaaay!
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I'm doin' a hundred on the highway
So if you do the speed limit
Stay the f*ck outta my way

😀

- M4H
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I'm D.U.I., hardly ever caught sober
and you about to get ran the F*CK over
:roll:
 
Originally posted by: UglyCasanova
When I am at a club I am not sitting there thinking about how the deep lyrics are
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definitely true... hence why I wish rap is never played on the radio or television.
 
Originally posted by: ThePresence
Originally posted by: MercenaryForHire
Originally posted by: sleepmachine
mooooove b*tch, get out the waaaaay get out the way b*tch get out the waaaaay!
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I'm doin' a hundred on the highway
So if you do the speed limit
Stay the f*ck outta my way

😀

- M4H
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I'm D.U.I., hardly ever caught sober
and you about to get ran the F*CK over
:roll:
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So move, bitch.

Get out the way.

😛

- M4H
 
Ludacris - Roll out

[repeat 6x]
Roll out! Roll out! Roll out! Roll out!

[Chorus - "roll out!" in background]
I got my twin glock .40s, cocked back
Me and my homies, so drop that
We rollin on twenties, with the top back
So much money, you can't stop that
Twin glock .40s, cocked back
Me and my homies, so drop that
We rollin on twenties, with the top back
So much money, you can't stop that


Pure genius.
 
Originally posted by: quizzelsnatch
what is this crap? seriously... this is absolutely horrible, read this:

Yes indeed, Ludacris I'm hotter than Nevada
Ready to break the steerin column on yo' Impala
If I get caught, bail out, po'-po' I tell 'em holla
In court I never show up, like Austin Powers fa-zha
Father, father, and hey I love gold
But can buy anything I want from the records I've sold
Jacuzzi's hot, Cristal is so cold
Neighbors catch contacts, from the blunts that I've rolled
A pig in a blanket, a smoke and a pancake
Drop albums non-stop once a year for my fans sake
I crush mics until my hand breaks
Then shag now and shag later 'til these women can't stand straight
The Luda-meister got 'em feelin so randy
I'm +XXL+ so I call 'em my +Eye Candy+
Brush my shoulder and I, pop my collar
Cause I'm worth a million ga-zillion fa-fillion dollars

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Causin lyrical disasters, it's the master
Make music for Mini-Me's, models and Fat Bastards
These women tryin yo get me out my Pelle Pelle
They strip off my clothes and tell me, "Get in my belly!"
Stay on the track, hit the ground runnin like Flo-Jo
Sent back in time and I've never lost my mojo
Ladies and gentlemen ahh, boys and girls
Ludacris sent down to take over the whole world!


worst. song. ever.
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You've probably never been to a club atmosphere.

Lyrics bolded as best. lyrics. ever. in reference to Austin Powers.

My Babies = in her belly

 
You doin ho activities
With ho tendencies
Hos are your friends, hoes are your enemies
With ho energy to do whacha do
Blew whacha blew
Screw whacha screw
Yall professional like DJ Clue, pullin on my coat tail
an why do you think you take a ho to a hotel?
Hotel everybody, even the mayor
Reach up in tha sky for tha hozone laya
Come on playa once a ho always
And hos never close they open like hallways
An heres a ho cake for you whole ho crew
an everybody wants some cuz hoes gotta eat too

Cant turn a ho into a housewife
Hos dont act right
Theres hos on a mission, an hoes on a crackpipe
Hey ho how ya doin, where ya been?
Prolly doin ho stuff cuz there you ho again
Its a ho wide world, that we livin in
feline, feminine, fantastical, women
Not all, just some
You ho who you are
Theres hoes in tha room, theres hoes in tha car
theres hoes on stage, theres hoes by tha bar
hos by near, an hos by far
Ho! (But can i getta ride?!)
NO! (Cmon, nig why?!)
Cuz youza

You gotta run in your pantyhos
Even your daddy knows
that you suckin down chocolate like daddy-o's
You hos are horrible, horrendous
On taxes ya'll writin off hos as dependents
I see tha ho risin
it aint surprisin
its just a hoasis
with ugly chicks faces
but hos dont feel so sad and blue
cuz most of us niggaz is hos too
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The bolded part is my favorite. I remeber hearing that song for the first time and laughing my ass off. :laugh:
 
Originally posted by: SP33Demon
Originally posted by: quizzelsnatch
what is this crap? seriously... this is absolutely horrible, read this:

Yes indeed, Ludacris I'm hotter than Nevada
Ready to break the steerin column on yo' Impala
If I get caught, bail out, po'-po' I tell 'em holla
In court I never show up, like Austin Powers fa-zha
Father, father, and hey I love gold
But can buy anything I want from the records I've sold
Jacuzzi's hot, Cristal is so cold
Neighbors catch contacts, from the blunts that I've rolled
A pig in a blanket, a smoke and a pancake
Drop albums non-stop once a year for my fans sake
I crush mics until my hand breaks
Then shag now and shag later 'til these women can't stand straight
The Luda-meister got 'em feelin so randy
I'm +XXL+ so I call 'em my +Eye Candy+
Brush my shoulder and I, pop my collar
Cause I'm worth a million ga-zillion fa-fillion dollars

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Causin lyrical disasters, it's the master
Make music for Mini-Me's, models and Fat Bastards
These women tryin yo get me out my Pelle Pelle
They strip off my clothes and tell me, "Get in my belly!"
Stay on the track, hit the ground runnin like Flo-Jo
Sent back in time and I've never lost my mojo
Ladies and gentlemen ahh, boys and girls
Ludacris sent down to take over the whole world!


worst. song. ever.
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You've probably never been to a club atmosphere.

Lyrics bolded as best. lyrics. ever. in reference to Austin Powers.

My Babies = in her belly
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actually, that line means put his d!ck in her
 
Originally posted by: KidViciou$
Originally posted by: SP33Demon
Originally posted by: quizzelsnatch
what is this crap? seriously... this is absolutely horrible, read this:

Yes indeed, Ludacris I'm hotter than Nevada
Ready to break the steerin column on yo' Impala
If I get caught, bail out, po'-po' I tell 'em holla
In court I never show up, like Austin Powers fa-zha
Father, father, and hey I love gold
But can buy anything I want from the records I've sold
Jacuzzi's hot, Cristal is so cold
Neighbors catch contacts, from the blunts that I've rolled
A pig in a blanket, a smoke and a pancake
Drop albums non-stop once a year for my fans sake
I crush mics until my hand breaks
Then shag now and shag later 'til these women can't stand straight
The Luda-meister got 'em feelin so randy
I'm +XXL+ so I call 'em my +Eye Candy+
Brush my shoulder and I, pop my collar
Cause I'm worth a million ga-zillion fa-fillion dollars

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Causin lyrical disasters, it's the master
Make music for Mini-Me's, models and Fat Bastards
These women tryin yo get me out my Pelle Pelle
They strip off my clothes and tell me, "Get in my belly!"
Stay on the track, hit the ground runnin like Flo-Jo
Sent back in time and I've never lost my mojo
Ladies and gentlemen ahh, boys and girls
Ludacris sent down to take over the whole world!


worst. song. ever.
Click to expand...
You've probably never been to a club atmosphere.

Lyrics bolded as best. lyrics. ever. in reference to Austin Powers.

My Babies = in her belly
Click to expand...



actually, that line means put his d!ck in her
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... Are you a virgin or just in grade school? Do you know how the male anatomy works?

- M4H
 
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