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So it's not just you and me.
Clutch have a song called "Careful with that mic, Weezy"
The verses are in a very, very fast talk (think Auctioneer), and the lyrics are intentionally eleqouent to highlight...well...he says it himself "has atrophy stricken your entire vocubulary?"
Very, very funny. Compare these lyrics to "Break Stuff" by Durst & Co.
Careful with that mic, Weezy:
So tell me
When you took the practice scholastic aptitude test
Did you know the answers or did you just guess?
You rely on gimmicks to amuse your fans
And act all urban to jack up your sound scan
What's the matter?
Has atrophy stricken your entire vocabulary?
Your style's like garbage cans
Meant to be taken out on a weekly basis
Ever since your 1st record
You've been in a state of suspended animation
You look like snuffaluffagus and Australophithecus
Me cray, you abacus
But enough about you, let's talk about me
And how I single handedly redefined the art of radio astronomy
Making Nobel prize winners question thir notions of reality
Oh, but I digress, you play sorry I play chess
King's pawn to B3, checkmate
Go get some percasets.
Careful with that mic, weezy
Do you really think it's that easy?
Mmm...this is really good ice cream! You want some?
Oh, my bad I didnt know you were lactose intolerant
Makes you pass gas, frightens all the girls away
Only friends you keep are those you pay
Always on the ready for the wack snack attack
I carry sandwiches around in a straight-edge style jansport backpack
Got the gadget Q gave Bond
Take control of your mind and make you jump in a pond
Go "Quack Quack" and flap your arms
Leave you confused but completely unharmed
Careful with that mic, weezy
Do you really think it's that easy?
Do you really think it's true
That up above they can't hear you?
Now you and I both know that the past ten years
Have been rather intense
I'm ashamed to admit that I've been fooled by
The seductions of violence
People walking around with ugly auras
At times I'm even tempted to seek the advice of Dr Laura
But I ignore her
So I take a deep breath and count to ten
Ain't gonna let it get under my skin
Take a deep breath and count to ten
Think of all the nice places that I been
Like back when I was waging peace against the Visigoths
I was tutored in the ancient mysteries by a wizened philosoph
Learned the polyrhythm of celestial time
And wait for the one to come and get it done
To finish the rhyme
Careful with that mic, weezy
Do you really think it's that easy?
Do you really think it's true
That up above they can't hear you?
. . .
Phew.
Now, imagine that all in 3mins 27 secs, with a furious backbeat.
Clutch rule the roost, Limp Bizkit need to pay attention.
I mean come on, how many other rock bands talk of learning the polyrhythm of celestial time?
Exactly.
A band that have turned into the most foot-tapping, singalong blues/rock with HUGE groove.
Fantastic
Clutch have a song called "Careful with that mic, Weezy"
The verses are in a very, very fast talk (think Auctioneer), and the lyrics are intentionally eleqouent to highlight...well...he says it himself "has atrophy stricken your entire vocubulary?"
Very, very funny. Compare these lyrics to "Break Stuff" by Durst & Co.
Careful with that mic, Weezy:
So tell me
When you took the practice scholastic aptitude test
Did you know the answers or did you just guess?
You rely on gimmicks to amuse your fans
And act all urban to jack up your sound scan
What's the matter?
Has atrophy stricken your entire vocabulary?
Your style's like garbage cans
Meant to be taken out on a weekly basis
Ever since your 1st record
You've been in a state of suspended animation
You look like snuffaluffagus and Australophithecus
Me cray, you abacus
But enough about you, let's talk about me
And how I single handedly redefined the art of radio astronomy
Making Nobel prize winners question thir notions of reality
Oh, but I digress, you play sorry I play chess
King's pawn to B3, checkmate
Go get some percasets.
Careful with that mic, weezy
Do you really think it's that easy?
Mmm...this is really good ice cream! You want some?
Oh, my bad I didnt know you were lactose intolerant
Makes you pass gas, frightens all the girls away
Only friends you keep are those you pay
Always on the ready for the wack snack attack
I carry sandwiches around in a straight-edge style jansport backpack
Got the gadget Q gave Bond
Take control of your mind and make you jump in a pond
Go "Quack Quack" and flap your arms
Leave you confused but completely unharmed
Careful with that mic, weezy
Do you really think it's that easy?
Do you really think it's true
That up above they can't hear you?
Now you and I both know that the past ten years
Have been rather intense
I'm ashamed to admit that I've been fooled by
The seductions of violence
People walking around with ugly auras
At times I'm even tempted to seek the advice of Dr Laura
But I ignore her
So I take a deep breath and count to ten
Ain't gonna let it get under my skin
Take a deep breath and count to ten
Think of all the nice places that I been
Like back when I was waging peace against the Visigoths
I was tutored in the ancient mysteries by a wizened philosoph
Learned the polyrhythm of celestial time
And wait for the one to come and get it done
To finish the rhyme
Careful with that mic, weezy
Do you really think it's that easy?
Do you really think it's true
That up above they can't hear you?
. . .
Phew.
Now, imagine that all in 3mins 27 secs, with a furious backbeat.
Clutch rule the roost, Limp Bizkit need to pay attention.
I mean come on, how many other rock bands talk of learning the polyrhythm of celestial time?
Exactly.
A band that have turned into the most foot-tapping, singalong blues/rock with HUGE groove.
Fantastic
Grix Thraves wrote:
> Le Chuck wrote:
"He tried insulting Eminem."
I
> remember seeing Harry Hill taking the mick out of Eminem, by jumping
> on stage wearing a hockey mask and holding a chainsaw, and then
> singing "I'll like to teach the world to sing."
Yup, I saw that. On Comic Relief.
> Le Chuck wrote:
"He tried insulting Eminem."
I
> remember seeing Harry Hill taking the mick out of Eminem, by jumping
> on stage wearing a hockey mask and holding a chainsaw, and then
> singing "I'll like to teach the world to sing."
Yup, I saw that. On Comic Relief.
Grix Thraves wrote:
> Le Chuck wrote:
"He tried insulting Eminem."
I
> remember seeing Harry Hill taking the mick out of Eminem, by jumping
> on stage wearing a hockey mask and holding a chainsaw, and then
> singing "I'll like to teach the world to sing."
You ain't seen anything untill you'v seen old fat b=-=-=d do it (Chubby Brown).
> Le Chuck wrote:
"He tried insulting Eminem."
I
> remember seeing Harry Hill taking the mick out of Eminem, by jumping
> on stage wearing a hockey mask and holding a chainsaw, and then
> singing "I'll like to teach the world to sing."
You ain't seen anything untill you'v seen old fat b=-=-=d do it (Chubby Brown).
Le Chuck wrote:
"He tried insulting Eminem."
I remember seeing Harry Hill taking the mick out of Eminem, by jumping on stage wearing a hockey mask and holding a chainsaw, and then singing "I'll like to teach the world to sing."
"He tried insulting Eminem."
I remember seeing Harry Hill taking the mick out of Eminem, by jumping on stage wearing a hockey mask and holding a chainsaw, and then singing "I'll like to teach the world to sing."
True
eminem does it all the time.
So it's not just you and me.
Clutch have a song called "Careful with that mic, Weezy"
The verses are in a very, very fast talk (think Auctioneer), and the lyrics are intentionally eleqouent to highlight...well...he says it himself "has atrophy stricken your entire vocubulary?"
Very, very funny. Compare these lyrics to "Break Stuff" by Durst & Co.
Careful with that mic, Weezy:
So tell me
When you took the practice scholastic aptitude test
Did you know the answers or did you just guess?
You rely on gimmicks to amuse your fans
And act all urban to jack up your sound scan
What's the matter?
Has atrophy stricken your entire vocabulary?
Your style's like garbage cans
Meant to be taken out on a weekly basis
Ever since your 1st record
You've been in a state of suspended animation
You look like snuffaluffagus and Australophithecus
Me cray, you abacus
But enough about you, let's talk about me
And how I single handedly redefined the art of radio astronomy
Making Nobel prize winners question thir notions of reality
Oh, but I digress, you play sorry I play chess
King's pawn to B3, checkmate
Go get some percasets.
Careful with that mic, weezy
Do you really think it's that easy?
Mmm...this is really good ice cream! You want some?
Oh, my bad I didnt know you were lactose intolerant
Makes you pass gas, frightens all the girls away
Only friends you keep are those you pay
Always on the ready for the wack snack attack
I carry sandwiches around in a straight-edge style jansport backpack
Got the gadget Q gave Bond
Take control of your mind and make you jump in a pond
Go "Quack Quack" and flap your arms
Leave you confused but completely unharmed
Careful with that mic, weezy
Do you really think it's that easy?
Do you really think it's true
That up above they can't hear you?
Now you and I both know that the past ten years
Have been rather intense
I'm ashamed to admit that I've been fooled by
The seductions of violence
People walking around with ugly auras
At times I'm even tempted to seek the advice of Dr Laura
But I ignore her
So I take a deep breath and count to ten
Ain't gonna let it get under my skin
Take a deep breath and count to ten
Think of all the nice places that I been
Like back when I was waging peace against the Visigoths
I was tutored in the ancient mysteries by a wizened philosoph
Learned the polyrhythm of celestial time
And wait for the one to come and get it done
To finish the rhyme
Careful with that mic, weezy
Do you really think it's that easy?
Do you really think it's true
That up above they can't hear you?
. . .
Phew.
Now, imagine that all in 3mins 27 secs, with a furious backbeat.
Clutch rule the roost, Limp Bizkit need to pay attention.
I mean come on, how many other rock bands talk of learning the polyrhythm of celestial time?
Exactly.
A band that have turned into the most foot-tapping, singalong blues/rock with HUGE groove.
Fantastic
Clutch have a song called "Careful with that mic, Weezy"
The verses are in a very, very fast talk (think Auctioneer), and the lyrics are intentionally eleqouent to highlight...well...he says it himself "has atrophy stricken your entire vocubulary?"
Very, very funny. Compare these lyrics to "Break Stuff" by Durst & Co.
Careful with that mic, Weezy:
So tell me
When you took the practice scholastic aptitude test
Did you know the answers or did you just guess?
You rely on gimmicks to amuse your fans
And act all urban to jack up your sound scan
What's the matter?
Has atrophy stricken your entire vocabulary?
Your style's like garbage cans
Meant to be taken out on a weekly basis
Ever since your 1st record
You've been in a state of suspended animation
You look like snuffaluffagus and Australophithecus
Me cray, you abacus
But enough about you, let's talk about me
And how I single handedly redefined the art of radio astronomy
Making Nobel prize winners question thir notions of reality
Oh, but I digress, you play sorry I play chess
King's pawn to B3, checkmate
Go get some percasets.
Careful with that mic, weezy
Do you really think it's that easy?
Mmm...this is really good ice cream! You want some?
Oh, my bad I didnt know you were lactose intolerant
Makes you pass gas, frightens all the girls away
Only friends you keep are those you pay
Always on the ready for the wack snack attack
I carry sandwiches around in a straight-edge style jansport backpack
Got the gadget Q gave Bond
Take control of your mind and make you jump in a pond
Go "Quack Quack" and flap your arms
Leave you confused but completely unharmed
Careful with that mic, weezy
Do you really think it's that easy?
Do you really think it's true
That up above they can't hear you?
Now you and I both know that the past ten years
Have been rather intense
I'm ashamed to admit that I've been fooled by
The seductions of violence
People walking around with ugly auras
At times I'm even tempted to seek the advice of Dr Laura
But I ignore her
So I take a deep breath and count to ten
Ain't gonna let it get under my skin
Take a deep breath and count to ten
Think of all the nice places that I been
Like back when I was waging peace against the Visigoths
I was tutored in the ancient mysteries by a wizened philosoph
Learned the polyrhythm of celestial time
And wait for the one to come and get it done
To finish the rhyme
Careful with that mic, weezy
Do you really think it's that easy?
Do you really think it's true
That up above they can't hear you?
. . .
Phew.
Now, imagine that all in 3mins 27 secs, with a furious backbeat.
Clutch rule the roost, Limp Bizkit need to pay attention.
I mean come on, how many other rock bands talk of learning the polyrhythm of celestial time?
Exactly.
A band that have turned into the most foot-tapping, singalong blues/rock with HUGE groove.
Fantastic