these lyrics are really, really bad. it makes me sad.
from the article:
Ron Artest — “I Cry For Mike / MJ Tribute”
Yeah yo, yeah yo s-s-stop everybody
listen to the heartbeat of michael still livin’ in my body
and it’s livin’ in you
What would you do if it wasn’t for my dude,
and your dude, he’s our dude, he’s a real type dude
the most original most official
he inspired guys like Jamie Foxx and Usher too
since they keepin’ you alive im’a moonwalk too
to the moon over the earth and sand dunes too
play ‘Pretty Young Thing’ when I’m chilling with my boo
in the club, and even though I’m always strapped
I’m puttin’ down my mack, for mike jack
he so wavy
This is definitely how Ron Artest should be introduced at Lakers games next season: “And at small forward … from St. John’s … 6-foot-7 … he’s your dude … he’s our dude … he’s a real type dude … and he so wavy … Ron … Artest!”
Free Reign (a metal band composed of Dallas Cowboys linemen) — “All in Vain”
A meltdown of humanity
Watching our world die
A stream of brutality
It flows from hatred
Prove to me
We’re on a road
Prove to me
Are we all in vain?
The treacherous road we have chosen
This so-called abolishment
Can we escape self-destruction?
God help us
Prove to me
We’re on a road
Prove to me
Are we all in vain?
Wow. Some people have really been scarred by the repeated late-season collapses in Dallas. Can’t blame them really.
Shaquille O’Neal — “Don’t Wanna Be Alone”
Enrico dope like prescriptions from pharmacies
injecting through speakers with no limit slash no mercy
the ill beat seeker
I mystify minds like I’m a preacher
when I meet ya start convulsing like a seizure
you best believe I got more tricks up my shirt sleeve
expeditiously I get loose like hair weave
which MC out there wanna come test me
put footprints in your chest like Kareem did me
I run rhymes like drunk drivers on Stop signs
I change my name to Deion cause I’m motha freaking prime time
So let’s see what Shaq rhymed here: “Pharmacies” and “mercy.” “Seeker”, “preacher” and “seizure.” “Sleeve” and “weave.” “Me” and … “me.” And “signs” and “time.” I’ll give him “sleeve and “weave.” And, well, “me” does rhyme with “me.” But the rest of those go together about as well as Shaq and Steve Nash.
read more at The worst athlete/musician lyrics of all time – ESPN.