Rap Lyrics That Sound Better When They Are Posh

July 13, 2005

It resembles a jungle. On occasion I wonder how it is that I continue remain on the surface.

My dearest Stan, this is the final letter I shall write to your posterior.

I admire large bottoms and I am unable to tell falsehoods.

Currently many people care to have discussions as if they have something to say but there is no sound when they move their lips, just a bunch of poppycock. The matriphiles behave as if they are ignorant of Dre.

Release it as if it were stolen.

We continue to pass the majority of our existance residing in a haven for organised criminals.

6 comments

1 MiramarMike { 07.13.05 at 10:29 am }: Go on, tell me the original lyrics …
2 doug { 07.21.05 at 3:08 pm }: So you wanna be m&m I get it
3 doug { 07.21.05 at 3:12 pm }: Yeah I listen to M&M too
4 ScroobiousScrivener { 02.16.06 at 11:53 pm }: Matriphiles! A great word.

I get 3 out of 6.
5 Katy Newton { 03.18.08 at 11:07 am }: “I admire large bottoms and I am unable to tell falsehoods.”

I have long suspected that Sir Mix-A-Lot was the Ideal Man.
6 Cliff { 03.18.08 at 3:57 pm }: There’s a man who likes a back catalogue.

Leave a comment. Play nice. I will turn this blog around.

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