Sep 16, 2008 10:04
Who the hell are the Jonas Brothers? Who lets them parade around with those haircuts? Are they real or did a television show make them famous? Apparently, these goofballs wear “purity” rings - promising to not have sex until marriage. (note: I’m not calling them goofballs because they “believe” in abstinence…I’m calling them goofballs because they look really really stupid). How long did Britney Spears try to pull that act? A few years?
I got news for you. The two eldest have probably already peeled the ole banana and the youngest is gay and doesn’t know it yet (that will at least keep his virginity intact until he’s pressured himself into convincing everyone that he’s straight by doing it with his best girl friend).
It’s just a cardinal rule. Girls are going to try to sleep with them. Just look at Poison. Hell, look at ANY hair band!
Retarded? Check.
Awful haircut? Check.
In a band? Check.
I don’t know what I’m rambling about. The exact opposite annoys me equally. The context of bad radio rap is nothing but casual sex, clothes, cars, drugs, friends, and enemies. That’s it. That’s all it is. Radio rap really does have the most god awful lyrics ever written. At least the music is catchy enough to be fun.
Shawty had them apple bottom jeans
Boots with the fur
She had the whole club looking at her
Next thing you know
She hit the floor
Shawty got low
Boots with the fur? That sounds ridiculous! It sounds like a 9th grader trying to describe his Snowball Dance suit.
“I want my suit to be…like…the shit. And I want the material to be really cool.”
“You know, she walked into the club looking…like…the shit. She had on them boots with the fur. You know the kind I’m talking about?”
Not to mention that every rap song involving a woman usually ends with making me feel ashamed of having a vagina...seeing as how all I’m good for is having a feminine receptacle for these big tough guys.
Thank god I’m repulsive. Otherwise I might suffer the advances of people that actually think this way. Shawty got low low low low…
Let’s not forget the end all be all worst rap lyrics of all time
It’s getting hot in here
(so hot)
So take off all your clothes
I am getting so hot
I’m gonna take my clothes off
This is what bothers me most. Those words were written down on a piece of paper and called “lyrics.” Someone read it and thought “it’s brilliant!” Then they presented it to other people and they too liked it.
It’s brassy
It’s sassy
It’s a musical humdinger.
I can’t believe it, man! (Whatever, cowgirl - that was years ago.)
Really I guess if these songs were just well written, it wouldn’t bother me. I like songs about fucking and songs about not fucking as much as the next guy but I guess it’s the gimmick that I hate. The Disney kids have to act clean and virginal. The rappers have to act tough, over the top, and horny.
Both of them are total jokes.
I um.
I’m teaching myself how to speak with an Australian accent for no reason. The bit I’m having the most fun with is replacing “ay” with “ie.”
Good to meet you. I’m here all week.
-Lauren “Reeboks with the straps” Sophia