Armandian Cheese
07-02-2005, 00:38
Yes, you knew it was coming. Deep down in the deepest wretches of your soul, you knew a thread like this would come. And it has! Lo and behold, the horror of political rap! All of yee that can (or can't, but still try) rap, and enjoy politics, post here! First, a little ditty by me.
“Dubya”
So once there was this guy in charge a lotsa oil
And his wife said to ‘em as a pot was gonna boil
Honey you should run for President
‘Cuz I wanna be a White House resident
So he packed up his bags and flew to D.C.
He beat Al Gore, real easy
He thought he was gonna have a nice time
Givin’ some old folks some dimes
But NO! Two planes hit to towas
And he had to vow to take on those cowads
He said,”Nobody mess with the USA!”
And sent some bombers to say “Hey!”
To Osama and his buddies
So who’m I talkin bout? You all know
That awesome fellow!
The man with plan
He kicks butt and fishes for bass
He’s a total bad ass!
I’m talkin’ bout DUBYAAA!
Yeah, DUBYAAA!
Yeah, talkin’ bout DUBYAAA!
So when the Taliban was gone and through
He says to Saddam and his crew
“You harborin terrorists, foo!”
So the Frenchies whined
And on Freedom Fries we dined
And Dubya said,”Saddam Hussein”
“You’re too damn insane!”
So we’re gonna...
BOMB YA!!!
Yeah
BOMB YA!
Yeah
You know we’re gonna...
BOMB YA!
So da US forces move in,
In a few days they easily win,
Saddam becomes Michael Jackson’s best friend
And no suckah, this ain’t the end
So who’s next? Iran, Syria, North Korea
Better watch your back
‘Cuz you’re gonna get whacked!
By...
DUBYAAAA!
Yeah, we got....
DUBYAA!
You know we got DUBYAAA!
Yeah...
Straight word to da G dog, ‘cuz I’m keepin’ it real.
“Dubya”
So once there was this guy in charge a lotsa oil
And his wife said to ‘em as a pot was gonna boil
Honey you should run for President
‘Cuz I wanna be a White House resident
So he packed up his bags and flew to D.C.
He beat Al Gore, real easy
He thought he was gonna have a nice time
Givin’ some old folks some dimes
But NO! Two planes hit to towas
And he had to vow to take on those cowads
He said,”Nobody mess with the USA!”
And sent some bombers to say “Hey!”
To Osama and his buddies
So who’m I talkin bout? You all know
That awesome fellow!
The man with plan
He kicks butt and fishes for bass
He’s a total bad ass!
I’m talkin’ bout DUBYAAA!
Yeah, DUBYAAA!
Yeah, talkin’ bout DUBYAAA!
So when the Taliban was gone and through
He says to Saddam and his crew
“You harborin terrorists, foo!”
So the Frenchies whined
And on Freedom Fries we dined
And Dubya said,”Saddam Hussein”
“You’re too damn insane!”
So we’re gonna...
BOMB YA!!!
Yeah
BOMB YA!
Yeah
You know we’re gonna...
BOMB YA!
So da US forces move in,
In a few days they easily win,
Saddam becomes Michael Jackson’s best friend
And no suckah, this ain’t the end
So who’s next? Iran, Syria, North Korea
Better watch your back
‘Cuz you’re gonna get whacked!
By...
DUBYAAAA!
Yeah, we got....
DUBYAA!
You know we got DUBYAAA!
Yeah...
Straight word to da G dog, ‘cuz I’m keepin’ it real.