-> "Sp-Spazzing Out"
Original Song Title:
"Ch-Check It Out"
(MP3)
Parody Song Title:
"Sp-Spazzing Out"
The Lyrics
All you junkies and caffeine addicts
Listen to this
and check out my antics
Turn to rapping, I've become a louse
Plug my mic right in and turn it loud
'Til my neighbor cringes
Crowd gathers, but they're lynchers
Perhaps I should retire
Now I'm beat up
Like it's pain I desire
Gonna act like I'm all raw
Although I choke
You know my rhymin's sore
Inside I wear shades
Makes me look mean
but I can't get laid
My mom thinks that I'm unstable
Can't blame her I deserve that label
Up all night and snacking on Big Bites-- on
Slurpies I'm-running I stay up for nights
Using lip balm on my arms
It's my charm-I'm whack
And I like 6-packs
My lyrics written when my minds a wreck
Yes I live in the hood
and live off Tex-Mex
So just trust-when I say I'm sober-it's true
Except when I'm drunk
'Cause I say it then too
Play around and get drunk off pop
Think I peed all over my clean socks
Ra-ra-ra-ra-Rap it loud
But-wha-what-what-what's this all about
Fi-fi-fi-fi-fi-Figure it out
Time to write another flippin' verse and shout
Cash ain't what I envision
Just watch too much television
But I think it's best I mention
That's gas I passed
Naw, I am just messing
To see if you hear this
Mmmm when I'm rapping this mess
Whatever lyrics come to mind
In a bind as I chow down on pork rinds
Hey Chumba-Wumba how does it feel
To make more sense than my most recent squeal
Spell it out like Fergie
She'll try again later
Just poking fun, no I am not a hater
and I sound spastic--call me spastiction
My brain was full-it's down to a fraction
Sitting on my rear
derriere
Don't like Funyons cause they always smear
Alright here's another stanza
On message boards I will out last ya
No money-I punk myself
Writing shtick since I was twelve
Don't do hazin'
Not just a phase
but I love tazin'
I think that I am spazzin' yo
Lost my patience
Spi-spi-spi-spi-Spit It Out
What-wha-what-what-what's this all about
Na-na-na-na-No time to pout
Let's go to the lake and catch a trout
Sp-sp-sp-sp Spazzing out
Sp-sp-sp-sp Spazzing out
Sp-sp-sp-sp Spazzing out
Sp-sp-sp-sp Spazzing out
Now, I took a stab at parodying rock
I end up sounding like a hock
But when I rap I can be all bizarre
Like Will's Jiggy
And all
If I've got a story I'd like to tell
I'll say it fast so it sounds swell
If I sing slow I sound all stale
B-A-Dave drops the mic before the crowd yells "FAIL"
Don't maim me
Please don't get angry
I think that more-over I speak frankly
I can't help it-how I sound. . .
Don't get so angry guy--do not get me wound
My flow sucks, so you must forgive me
At least I'm happy
So what I flap but what you're singing ain't better G
Now stop this mess-don't start no fire
A lyricist I need to hire
It's Al we admire
I won't quit my day job like my friends said prior
So I write each day
and I try ev'ry way
It's time to hit the hay
Means it's time to go to bead
You say, "Thank God. . .oy vei"
Fa-fa-fa-fa-Failed-I'm out
Tr-tr-tr-tr-Tried to write about. .
No-no-no-no-no No need to pout
I think I'll return to Twist and shout
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