Topic: What would your theme Song Be
Wonderbread's photo
Tue 09/30/08 12:49 PM
List the song and lyrics.
The Inevitiable Return of the Great White Dope - Bloodhound Gang

A is for "Apple",
B is for "Balloons",
C is for "Crayons",
D is for "Drum",
Like my scrotum here it is in a nutshell,
One thousand nine hundred and seventy-two,
That's the year I got here when my dear mother's water blew,
Not really realizing the prize that's been begot to her,
The bona fide lo-fi high-octane philosopher,
Genius with a penis the few the proud the me,
I liked me so much I had to buy the company,
Soul for sale sold to Satan for a hell of a lotta luck,
I'm hard to come by like a straight guy working at Starbucks,
Thank the thinkers that think they thunk the thoughts that theorized,
Idolized or despised bet I'm gettin' recognized,
Mount Rushmore it? No ignore it can't rock with no big head,
Half of the people want me half of the people want me dead,
I am the Angel of Def with my rhymes against humanity,
Teeter-tottering between brilliance and insanity,
The one part the Führer the one part the Pope,
It's the inevitable return baby of the Great White Dope,
Conclusions you drew proportions you blew,
Lost son of Iggy, False Bigger nose than Ziggy, True,
Yes my name is Jimmy Pop no my pop's name is ****,
Don't admit to kick it slick you thick derelict critic,
Put down for missed notes put up with misquotes,
Don't want the whole story? Should have bought the Cliff Notes,
Like Fingerpainting 101 give me no credit for having class,
One thumb on the pulse of the nation one thumb in your girlfriend's ass,
Written on written off scoff callin' me a joke,
I don't think that I'm a sell-out but I do "Enjoy Coke!",
I struck gold but never took it for granite that's how I planned it so can it,
Around the planet fans demand it and you'll never understand it,
When I die no lie plan on mass pandemonium,
They may display my brain in a pickle jar at the Smithsonian,
The one part the Fuehrer the one part the Pope,
It's the inevitable return baby of the Great White Dope,
One part the Fuehrer one part the Pope,
The inevitable return of the Great White Dope,
One part the Fuehrer one part the Pope,
The inevitable return of the Great White Dope,
One part the Fuehrer one part the Pope,
The inevitable return of the Great White Dope,
One part the Fuehrer one part the Pope,
The inevitable return of the Great White Dope,
Great White Dope,
Great White Dope,
Great White Dope,
Great White Dope.

directandwrite's photo
Tue 09/30/08 12:50 PM
I have too many to post sad

me2g's photo
Tue 09/30/08 01:26 PM
Soldier by Eminem...


Yo', never was a thug, just infatuated with guns, never was a gangsta, 'til I graduated to one,
and got the rep of a villain, for weapon concealin', took the image of a thug, kept ****
appealin', willin' to stick out my neck, for respect if it meant life or death, never live to
regret what I said, when you're me, people just want to see, if it's true, if it's you, what you
say in your rap's, what you do, so they feel, as part of your obligation to fulfill, when they
see you on the streets, face to face, are you for real, in confrontation ain't no conversation,
if you feel you're in violation, any hesitation'll get you killed, if you feel it, kill it, if
you conceal it, reveal it, being reasonable will leave you full of bullets, pull it, squeeze it,
till it's empty, tempt me, push me, pussies, I need a good reason to give this trigger a good
squeeze...

[CHORUS]

I'm a soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge, i'll never fall or fold up,
i'm a soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or crumble, I will never slip or stumble, i'm a
soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge, i'll never fall or fold up, i'm a
soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or crumble, I will never stumble...

I love pissin' you off, it get's me off, like my lawyer's, when the ****in' judge let's me off,
all you mother****ers gotta do is set me off, i'll violate and all the mother****in' bet's be
off, i'm a lit fuse, anything I do brings in news, pistol whippin' mother****in' bouncers,
six-two, who needs bullets, soon as I pull it, you sweat bullets, an excellent method to get rid
of the next bully, it's actually better cause instead you murderin', you can hurt em' and come
back again and kick dirt at 'em, it's like pourin' salt in the wounds, assault and get sued, you
can smell the lawsuits soon as I waltz in the room, everybody halts and stops, calls the cops,
all you see is *****es comin' out their halter tops, runnin' and duckin' out the Hot Rocks
parking lot, you'll all get shot whether its your fault or not, cause...

[CHORUS]

I spit it slow so these kids know that i'm talkin' to 'em, give it back to these damn critics
and sock it to em, i'm like a thug, with a little bit of Pac influence, I spew it, and look how
I got you *****es rockin' to it, you mother****ers could never do it like I could do it, don't
even try it, you'll look stupid, do not pursue it, don't ever in your life, try to knock the
truest, I spit the illest ****, ever been dropped to two inch, so ticky-tock listen as the sound
ticks on the clock, listen to the sound of Kim as she licks on a ****, listen to the sound of me
spillin' my heart through this pen, mother****ers know that i'll never be Marshall again, full
of controversy until I retire my jersey, 'til the fire inside dies and expires at thirty, and
Lord have mercy on any more of these rappers that verse me, and put a curse on authorities in
the face of adversity, i'm a...