Well, the second lyrics are definately better than the first ones, but I'd like to hear the song, too.
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This reminds me. On another forum I'm a part of, I wrote two rap songs, both focussing around Tomb Raider. (The forum is for Tomb Raider fans, and if anyone cares, most of us Raiders hated Jolie as Lara).
Here's my raps!
(Rap One - Unnamed; from the perspective of a gamer)
Climbin' thru da' treez like a lil' ape,
Runnin' in a tomb, tryin' to escape
da wrath of da mummy,
da deathtraps in da floor,
Don't know if dis home girl
can take any mo'.
Go Lara! Yeah, yeah.
Tryin' to find da cluez for da next treasure,
Some gold or rubies, whatever gives ya pleasure.
Da message on da walls
da key to history,
Lara's gonna find out
what da hell dey mean.
Go Lara! Yeah, dat'z right.
Homeyz wid bad haircuts aimin' for ya head,
But they become the ones spillin' out some red.
Yo' boss takes your trinket,
dey become somethin' strange,
Now bust dem asses up,
& save the freakin' day!
Go Lara!
(Rap Two - "Hundred Years," from the perspective of Winston the butler)
Ah, yeah. Dubya MC in da' HOUUUUUUUSE!
Yo! I'm stuck in this hell hole of a crib,
Cleanin' up da messes made by some rich kid.
She's always off on some BS mission
to find evidence of a lost civilization.
There's so much to dust, so much to clean,
And there's that trophy room that gives me the creeps.
I slave around all day, just to f***in' please her,
Then she has da nerves to lock me in da freezer.
Dubya MC livin' hundred years,
Got another hundred left full of empty tears.
Dubya MC livin' hundred years,
Ain't going away, ya hear?
I see lotza weird stuff when my girl come back,
Some demon possessed s*** dat gave me a heart attack.
But nuttin' tops the day she brought back a carcass,
of a bullet-filled green Tyrannosaurus.
The worst chore I have is changin' her course,
For her practices before going on another world tour.
She finishes it off with her pistols in hand,
Then knocks my a** down to da Mother Land.
Dubya MC livin' hundred years,
Got another hundred left full of empty tears.
Dubya MC livin' hundred years,
Ain't evah going away, ya hear?
Now don't get me wrong, sometimes this job's da fashizzle.
When Lara makes a kill, there's free meat for the griddle.
The best part of da job, is whenevah she gets home,
I getta watch dat spoiled kid take off her clothes.
Dubya MC livin' hundred years,
Got another hundred left full of happy tears.
Dubya MC livin' hundred years,
Ain't going away Lara, ya hear?
Dubya MC livin' hundred years,
Got another hundred left; don't shed no tear.
Dubya MC livin' hundred years,
Ain't going away, ya hear?
These songs got quite a bit of praise from my fellow Raiders. Whaddy'all think?
