The Lyrics
[Spoken]
A lot of artists ask me.. sensless funny questions
A lot of artists think that.. what I say on parodies
Or what I talk about on a parody, that I actually do in real life
Or that I believe in it
Or if I say that, I wanna spoof somebody, that.. I'm actually gonna do it
Or that I believe in it
Well, man.. if you believe that
Then I'll spoof you
You know why?
Cuz I'm to CRITICAL!
CRITICAL!
DarkJon was right
I'm to CRITICAL!
Yeah, I'm to CRITICAL!
My songs are like the faggots who like Jagged Edge
That'll nab you in the back whether you're to fat or thin
Or the N'sync fags, Britney, or a Pop-rock *****
Otown fags - hate them?
The answer's "yes"
Chlostrophobic? Nah, you're just anarachniphobic.
Being a black widow, watchin my parody votings (Ooh!)
My parodies are rocking the walls, you'd better not show up them.
They belong under my name, you'll never get over them
Hey, it's me, Big Ally
Whoops, S.T.G. spoofed me!
And I was just checking my mail . Get it? Checkin the 'male'?
How many votings you expectin to get.
After your second parody has a pacing that's crap?
C'mon!-- Relax guy, I hate gay men. Right, Len? Give me an amen (AAA-men!)
G's bored, guess he needs Jesus
Yield this child, help us parody his demons
Oh, and please send me a brand new song
That'l top on AmIRight and be the next "Bong Song"
Lenny, Billy, and also Willy
You can't beat me, my songs are silly.
You can't teach me a flipping thing cause
I have MTV, and Rammstein lyrics,
And you ain't able to stop these thoughts
You can't stop me from toppin these charts
And you can't stop me from spoofin each part,
Of a brand new song for these flippin retards,Duhhh,
And to think, it's just little ol' me. Mr. "Len's brother Sean," my nickname's G.
I'm to CRITICAL
Cuz every time I spoof a rhyme, these artists don't think it's fine,
To tell em what's on my mind - I guess I'm to CRITICAL
But I don't gotta write to long, I just type down a song
And keep goin, I don't get votes from no one
My parodies have drugs - far quicker than Cobain on speed
The first one came out - bad pacing, but it was still funny
It was a seed who would start out a fad, crazy as N'sync
Don't dare make fun of that pacing cause that artist was me
I'm to CRITICAL - an heretic gene turned crazed,
But how the heck you s'posed to parody when you weren't praised?
So as I got older and I got a lot taller
My brain shrunk smaller, but my ego got larger
I am the rhyme shifter who boched you up quicker
Than you'd wanna spoof me up for sayin the word ...
My votings went (thhbbpp) when ole' president's caught lurking
Round in his Oval Office on top of his desk
Off of his own salary
Now don't ignore me, you won't avoid me
You can't miss me, I'm white, spiked hair and my brain is teeny
I'm the rad guy who makes par'dies for people that die in plane crashes
Without laughs while Tong is bashing Bush in.
S.T.G., I'm as crazy as Tommy Lee and Pam combined -
*kch* the psychopath's in
Replacin the stockmarket cause Le' couldn't submit today
He's a little under the weather, so I'm takin his place(Mm-mm-mmm!)
Oh, that's Le' with an J-peg to his face
Don't make me pass him too and spread his brains all over the place
I told you Le', you should've kept that thang put away
I guess that'll teach you not to let me play with a J?
I'm to CRITICAL
[Interlude Skit]
[Len]Aight look (uh huh) just go up on that AmIRight site
Make that motherloving par'dy and submit the flip up outta there
[G] Aight
[Len]I'll be right here waitin on you
[G] Aight
[Len]Yo G
[G] What?!
[Dre]Don't pass nobody this time
[G] Awwright... oh man, shoot...(whistling) what to parody?
[Big Al] HI, can you really help?
[G] Sure, I need have a couple seconds
[Big Al] No way
[G] I'm just making a parody on this site don't bother me, Big, and I won't pass you!
[Big Al] What? Oh my goodness, don't spoof me
[G] I'm not gonna pass you, Big , quit spoofin around...
[Big Al] Don't pass me, please don't pass me...
[G] I said I'm not gonna flippin pass you
Hurry the flip up!
{*SUBMIT DONE*}
SORRY!
Windows 98 on my comp. when I type duets,
So when I think a song, run out and just drive in it
Someone was disguised as me.
And if anybody identifies the guy in it
I'll hide for five minutes
Come back, shoot the phony wench,
Fire at the plagerizer who wanted to type in my business
Die, Big Als, parody plagerizin' pricks
This phony's lucky I didn't hurl his pass yet{*kid whines*}
If I never had this luck,
I'd just shut up, stuck my songs here online on Bolt it'd be Hot.
You parody artist amatuers ain't brave enough
To say the stuff I say, so just tape it shut {*tape unrolls*}
Mike, half the crap I say, I just make it up
To make fruits mad so they try to intercept the pass.
And if it's not a artist that I make it as
I'ma be a flipping loner in a Ghostface mask
I'm to CRITICAL
Cuz every time I spoof a rhyme, these artists don't think it's fine,
To tell em what's on my mind - I guess I'm to CRITICAL
But I don't gotta write to long, I just type down a song
And keep goin, I don't get votes from no one
I'm to CRITICAL
Cuz every time I spoof a rhyme, these artists don't think it's fine,
To tell em what's on my mind - I guess I'm to CRITICAL
But I don't gotta write to long, I just type down a song
And keep goin, I don't get votes from no one
GUESS I'M CRITICAL!!!!!!
(AOL) "goodbye"