Anjali - Lazy Lagoon single review
Lazy Lagoon by Anjali is one of those beautiful ambient acid jazz singles which went overlooked and under appreciated for its time. The single uses beautiful mixture of electronic, jazz, and world music in one setting.
Lazy Lagoon is one of those beautiful ambient songs which are hypnotic to listen to. The song captures a mellow groove behind some major notes. The song that showcases Anjali's talent, range, and depth she is truly capable of. This is an acid jazz highlight.
Anjali takes off her shoes in her lazy lagoon which take her to the blue with these tired dreams of hers. It’s time for her to take it to the blue with this broken soul of hers.
Strawberry Mousse explains how love withholds Anjali. The love she had wanted sent her to heaven. Love just seemed to be a minion in another time. Everything she ever did came back to haunt her and everything she ever was became sand. By the time she was slowly floating, the angels sang.
If you want to know Anjali, you gotta show her what you know. It's a feeling she is dealing with. It's love that withholds Anjali. She is fizzing up nicely with Plutonium beats that define her style of music which is acid jazz.
She has got some mochomo cake and strawberry mousse which will make your heart quake. Ooh she's a liar. A waxen with the scent of pariah. She took it all to Venus City where the girl showed a whole lot of pity. Don't beat around the bush and dethrone her. If you want to shame her, blame her. But she left her soul for the sugar in the body bag. The angels didn't like that.
Strawberry mousse and mochomo cake killed her heartache thanks to the aid of Neptunian beats and Plutonium beats that define her style of music which is acid jazz.
Anjali sold her soul to the sandman. And if the grains in the earth couldn't feed her land, she is walking through dark lands and the angels let go of her hand. Love just seemed to be a minion in another time. Everything she ever did came back to haunt her and everything she ever was became sand. By the time she was slowly floating, the angels sang.
These lyrics explain how Anjali sold her soul and displeased the religious figures.
She sold her soul to the sandman
And if the grains in the earth
Couldn't feed her land
I'm walking through dark lands
And the angels let go of my hand
And love just seemed to be a minion
In another time
And everything I ever did
Came back to haunt me
And everything I ever was
Became sand
By the time I was floating
Slowly floating
The angels sang
5/5*****!!
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Moby - Hotel album review
The Hotel album by Moby was one of his best albums next to Play, 18, and Everything Is Wrong. The album used techno soundscapes and love ballads on a balanced level. Every fan of techno music out there should have this Moby album. Each song is worth listening to.
Raining Again explains Moby tried to make a relationship work with his lover and how Moby’s relationship with his lover was empty. He stayed in the relationship thinking it would improve. He's stuck in the relationship because of this.
It's raining again. The world is coming out so cold. Moby never even stopped to dream that he would see anything. Rain is loud on your car like bullets on tin.
Moby tried to make a relationship work with his lover knowing that his relationship with his lover was empty. His cold heart is stuck in this relationship because of this. Pulling him in. Nothing here but nothing less. He couldn't say the kindest words. No one listens to everything he had tried to say anyway. He had to give up all that he knew.
They both regret everything. They wanted some more time and didn't even stop to see that it was breaking him. She couldn't wait for something less. Sadness like water raining down.
Where You End deals with rejection and/or leaving someone. Some things fall apart when you’re in a relationship. Sometimes you realize the person you love doesn’t love you anymore.
Some things fall apart. Some things makes you hold. Somethings that you find are beyond your control. Especially when you’re in a relationship. Sometimes you realize the person you love doesn’t love you anymore.
Moby loves this beautiful lady who writes her own songs. But the right part leaving turned out to be wrong. Their relationship fell apart.
That is what these lyrics imply about what happened with Moby’s relationship with the lady he loved.: “But if the right part is leaving/Turned out to be wrong” If he could kiss her now, he’d kiss her now again and again. He doesn't know where he begins and where she ends.
Moby thought fell in love the other day with an old friend of his. He was running kisses down every inch of the spine. They had the roof down. The sun came shining in. The fact was he was thinking of her. He slept in the sun the other day. He thought he was fine. Everything seemed perfect until he had her on my mind. He tried to love her but she rejected him. One thing he wishes that the bad finally turned into good.
Love Should explains how things should be when it comes to love.
Holding on to this concept called love is the best thing anyone can ever do when it comes to love. Love should never fade away. Hold close to love. You never could feel this way for anyone but that person you love. I know how it feels. Your heart starts to burst with all your love for that person you love.
5/5*****!!
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Moby - Last Night album review
Last Night by Moby was one of those experimental albums where Moby experimented with using several different genres of music from pop, techno, to hip hop. What’s special about this album is each song is different from each other. This album is quite different from Play, Hotel and 18.
Ooh Yeah is a song that explores the concept of New York City nightlife.
Imagine walking down the street at night in New York City, New York, US. The whole world just comes alight. You find yourself moving in the colored lights through the air and you have no cares. And it feels so right. Like you're flying through the night in your disco light. It’s disco time.
It’s like a feeling through the floor, but it's so much more. But at the same time the whole world can fall apart. Everybody likes you in the dark. All the world's gonna fall in line. Everybody else will come in time. Everybody likes you in the dark moving in the colored lights and it feels so right.
Disco Lies is a song betrayal which explains the lie Moby told his lover Shayna. He said he really loved her but that was just a lie. The song deals with a deceptive love that turned out to be fake. The song is a Shayna Steele & Moby duo.
Incidentally and ironically, the song Disco Lies has nothing to do with disco despite the title. Ironically the song doesn’t use any disco influences or soundscapes.
Moby told his lover, Shayna, he really loved her but that was just a lie. All Shayna needed was someone who could keep her warm at night and feel secure. He tried it but it didn't work. And now she knows that this is gonna be the end of their love. How could he lie?
4/5****!
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Misbehavin’ Maidens - Sloppy Seconds album review
The Misbehavin’ Maidens got even more provocative and nerdy on their sophomore album called Sloppy Seconds. The album is filled with nerd humor, traditional sea shanties with folklore and salacious sex songs.
Aspirin ’Twixt Our Knees is a song which discussed, explains, and explores the subject of female masturbation. Misbehavin’ Maidens explain to their listeners how they masturbate with me.
The mothers of the Misbehavin’ Maidens answered their questions about masturbation in such a demure by telling them, "Just keep your knees together, love, and always you'll be pure. If you do just one thing, you surely won't be damned." Misbehavin’ Maidens were taught to keep an aspirin twixt between their knees to keep them out of trouble so their mothers would be pleased. But then they learned a secret which is a trick that they will share. Their fingers still fit between their vaginas. This is female masturbation. So there is no need for an affair.
When the mothers of the Misbehavin’ Maidens said, "Be purе." Did they mean pure of heart or mind? Or always pay your rent? They said, “None of that matters in the slightest way. Keep penises away from you and then you'll be alright.” But then they learned a secret which is a trick that they will share. Their mouths and tongues still could pleasure all the ladies fairly. Not to mention in a tenderly manner.
But in the beginning, they never had an interest in activities down there. Misbehavin’ Maidens had some friends abstaining happily. A cock is such a tiny thing to have so much control.
This is for the women out there. So those of us who wanted more decided to uprise deciding for ourselves exactly what went between our thighs, Misbehavin’ Maidens are the revolution. A movement going strong of folks who are defined by more than someone's else dong.
Abstaining is an option but it's not the only one. If you play with someone else's bits, your worth and work is not undone. To the women out there, if anybody tells you you're a slut or you're a whore say, "Yes I am!" quite proudly and then show that fucker the door!
CONsent is a song about how Cosplay is Not Consent! If you want to take a picture of someone cosplaying, get their consent first. That is the message of CONsent.
If you want to take a picture, get consent. They're a person. Not a fixture. If you want to touch their cosplay and don't want to cause them dismay, get consent. If you want a big embrace, get consent. There's a way to close the space. If you want a big embrace, get consent. And if they still say no, back away. If they still say no, that's ok. If they decline your advance, it's their body, not your chance.
Pumping Dry (Pump Shanty) is a parody of the traditional “Pump Shanty” with a huge twist of some sexual innuendo. They say this song's about a ship. I see it in a different way. When certain lads come out to play, it's how the girls describe their lay.
Pump her boys, you're pumping her dry. Down to hell and up to the sky. Bend your backs and break your bones. You're just a thousand miles from home. "I'm great at oral. I always give it my utmost." is the boast. As soon as stiffness starts to show, the lads whip their penises out. You can't tell them pleasure builds up slow. So they start before the juices flow. Some lads like a tighter fit. They think it should feel like their mitts. So they thrust it back and forth a bit. If only they could find the girls clits!
Some lads they think they shake the walls pounding in their sacred halls. They never know how their skin crawls grinding against sandpapery balls. What seems to be a major score can oftentimes become a chore. The next day they become a bore and can't be hustled out of doors. And like all things, these don't go too long.
German Clockwinder is a German style traditional folk song with a whole lot of sexual innuendos used everywhere.
A German Clockwinder to Dublin, Ireland once came. Benjamin Fuchs was the old German Clockwinder’s name. And as he was making his way around the strand, he played music on his lute that was grand. The German Clockwinder was singing, “Too-ra-lam-a-lam-a, too-ra-lam-a-lam-a, too-ra-li-ay Too-ra-li, oo-ra-li, oo-ra-li-ay”
There was a young lady in Grosvenor Square of London, United Kingdom who said that her clock was in need of repair. In walked the German Clockwinder and to her delight he had her clock right in less than 5 minutes. And as they were sitting right down on the floor, there came a very loud knock on the door. In walked her husband and his shock was great to see that old German wind up his wife’s clock. Then says her husband “Look here, Maryann. Don’t let that old German come in here again. He wound up your clock and left mine on the shelf. If your old clock needs winding, I’ll do it myself!”
Then says the German Clockwinder, “Sir, I meant you no harm. But the spring wouldn’t work in your old wife’s alarm. So I took out me oil-can and I gave it a squirt. If you kept it well-oiled, your wife’s clock would work!”
(How many of you read these lyrics as “There was a young lady in Grosvenor Square who said that her cock was in need of repair”? I know I did.)
Bang Away, Maidens is a parody of the traditional “Bang Away, Lulu” about nerdy convention adventures. The song covers 4 characters which are women named Lucky Annie, Saber, Madame Rouge and Flint Locke.
Bang away, Maidens. Bang it sure and true. Bang it good and strong. The fans will come from miles around for a good ol’ Maiden screw. What in the world will the good fans do when the Maidens are all gone?
Our Saber is a Slytherin. She’s good at speaking Parseltongue. The language of serpents. She loves silver and green. If you know what I mean. Our Saber's quite a kinkster. They know her far and wide. She said to Westley "As you wish," Now she's the Princess Bride!
Our Madame Rouge loves Dresden. She does applaud his books. And if she ever met him, she’d ride his blasting rod! Madame Rouge Rouge once screwed some Trekkies. The answer to their prayers. She likes it rough. And now they know why Riker straddles chairs!
Our Lucky Annie loves Tom Hiddleston. He gives her all the feels. She thinks she’d get the best of him, but in the end she always kneels! Lucky Annie makes cosplayers blush with her sweet affections. Don’t flirt with her in spandex, boys. It doesn’t hide erections, boys.
Our Flint Locke “bangs” a bit differently. She brought her gun to con and shot off The Doctor’s stetson while dressed up as River Song. Flint Locke once met Link. They say she made that hero drool. But then she left him in her dust and went to save Hyrule!
Misbehavin’ Maidens discuss what their sexual fetishes and desires on the traditional folk song called the Alphabet Song. Misbehavin’ Maidens got lots of fun positions to try. Don't be afraid to let your freak flag fly! Let's do together what comes naturally. There's all kinds of kinky to choose from. They have sung you some new ways to fuck! The song is very X Rated.
Misbehavin’ Maidens engage in a lot of anal sex and anal penetration by pegging. Anal sex is one of their favorite fetishes and positions. They specifically point out they engage in anal sex in these lyrics, “Well, A is for Anal, let's start from behind” Pegging is the sexual act of a woman using a fake penis with a strap-on to penetrate a man’s anus or mouth. A dildo is relevant equipment needed to help ya get wrecked. These lyrics make the tool obviously needed for anal sex. “While D is for dildo to help ya get wrecked!”
Masturbastion is one of their more favorable acts of sexual activity, favorite fetishes, and positions. So learn to self-please. These lyrics specifically point out they engage in lewd and lascivious acts such as masturbation. “M is for Masturbate, learn to self-please/N is for Nipples, to pinch and to squeeze/O is for Orgasm, oh-oh-good Lord!/P’s for the Prostate, so often ignored!” “W for Wand to use on your crotch”, and “S is for Stroker to pleasure your cock”
The least favorite of their sexual fetishes are quickies. The Misbehavin’ Maidens claim quickies fun once in awhile. That is what the lyrics, “Q are for Quickies, fun once in awhile” imply. Quickies get tiresome quickly.
Acts of sadism are another one of their favorite fetishes. These lyrics imply sadism turns them on. “E is for Eyesight, so fun to blindfold/F is for Flogger, now do as you're told!” and “While H is for Head, if you'd be so kind!”
Bondage is another one of their favorite fetishes. These lyrics imply Misbehavin’ Maidens are into bondage. “R is for rope tied in Shibari-style”, “E is for Eyesight, so fun to blindfold”, and “Z’s also for Zipper, try not to get stuck”. Talk about decorative ropework.
The Misbehavin’ Maidens poke fun at the subject of online dating with their short song The Internet Dating Lament. The song is one of those short and sweet songs that are well meaning. The Misbehavin’ Maidens poke fun at the subject of sexting with these lyrics, “Don't show me photos of your dick!/I'm not your doctor or your priest!”
4/5****!!
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Das EFX - Generation EFX album review
Das EFX - Generation EFX was a hip hop/rap album many hip hop heads and fans shitted on because the album was a mixture of R&B and hip hop. They did not give the album a chance which resulted in low charting numbers in terms of sales. Of course some songs sound a bit commercial sounding such as Set It Off and No Doubt.
Them not using the “-iggity” style and sound is what drove fans away. In reality Das EFX sounds more mature and polished as they had reestablished themselves when they made a return with this album. People had realized that the hip hop sound was changing, so they had to change with the times.
Dray, Skoob came rough, rugged, and raw on their song Raw Breed. Dray’s rhyming was still on point. Especially with these lyrics.: “I heard that one man's loss, is the next man's gain/I came to drop the shit like rain and bring the pain to your brain”
Das EFX keeps it raw from the floor up. I heard that one man's loss is the next man's gain. Dray came to drop the shit like rain and bring the pain to your brain. They leave a stain. It's diggity Das EFX no doubt. Back to shatter your wigs.
Bringing it straight from the lands of the crooks with heat, Das EFX is keepin em raw from these Brooklyn streets where Books defeats them. Freaking a style from Brooklyn. The home of the bodybags. Flipping these lines like a polygraph. Low gear Benz's wit chrome wears. Sewer rats stay twisted. Many people tell me this style is terrific.
Das EFX went back to using their “-iggity” style and sound they were internationally known for using in the hip hop/rap community on Shine.
Sewer rats in ya area. Das EFX is about to make things scarier no doubt. Everybody shine with niggity-nuttin but the money on the mind.
Well iggity-ashes to ashes and dust to dust. Dray is miggity-makin all the money every time he busts. No fuss. Just a fully blown Benz which is fully chrome. Diggy Das. Once again it's on. It's Dray Boogie. A tough cookie who biggity-blow the spot every time they book him. The big boys are making big noise. Biggity-bubblin and pushin big toys from the corner to the stage to the front page. So give a toast to the host, East Coast. West Coast, this here's just a small dose.
Skoob pliggity-play the back like a NFL safety. He wiggity-won't let the game break him even though the game's shaky. And the players are flaky. They niggity-need someone to boss them.
Das EFX and Miss Jones explains to us that what goes around comes around on the song Whut Goes Around. The song was an R&B and hip hop collaboration combination. However hip hop heads and fans did not give the song a fair chance as they were not receptive to the mixture of R&B and hip hop on Das EFX’s songs. The Brothers Johnson - Strawberry Letter #23 is a what made the song too R&B sounding. Not to mention poppish.
However Das EFX went back to using their “-iggity” style and sound they were internationally known for using in the hip hop/rap community. Here are some examples. “I’m iggity-out to make a bundle in all spots/Like the tiggity-tunnel, we start bleedin from the concrete/Jiggity-jungle, we holdin it down, son, no diggedy/Niggity-no digga, the tiggity-tongue flipper, the funk ripper” and “Hickory dickory, what up doc? We bust shots/Niggity-nuff props to all my people prayin up top”
Ay yo! What goes around, no doubt, comes around. Das EFX is goin out. So that’s the way it's coming down. Another day is another plot to scheme. Stock to cream. You can't stop the Hit Squad team. What can I say? The flows are tight. See They do it all night just to keep the crowd high and hype. And to get the spot rockin’!
Their lyrics are as shocking as ever. Especially these lyrics.:
I got the (what?), head rocker, getcha tipsy like vodka
Don't mean to shock ya but I operate like a doctor
Show 'n' tell, excel past the start
(Makin grand with my man) Pushin luxury cars
Rock an ill rap (word), still strapped wit the rhymes
Diggy Das blow your mind, no doubt, one of a kind
I'm iggity-out to make a bundle in all spots
Like the tiggity-tunnel, we start bleedin from the concrete
Jiggity-jungle, we holdin it down, son, no diggedy
Niggity-no digga, the tiggity-tongue flipper, the funk ripper
Niggas be wettin the flow, wet the flow, slippery
Hickory dickory, what up doc? We bust shots
Niggity-nuff props to all my people prayin up top
I'm figgity-from the illest part of town, we get down to get found
So swim or drown, kid, kiggity-come up short or hold it down
Biggity-been to mad places, seen all these changin faces
Court cases, and riggity-rip shows for all races
Son, I diggity-do my thing for the CREAM, the higgity-hip-hop fiend
Kiggity-call me The Dream like Hakeem
Figgity-finger on the trigger, vision on the sparrow
The diggy dark shadow, holdin it down and camouflage your town
By the side off the richter,
No, we're never stoppin, higgity-hip-hoppin
The Hit Squad, takin charge, no diggy
Riggity-rip the flow and ya know we gets busy (kid)
When we come thru, miggity 1-2 mic check
So Boogie Bang diggity-drop your slang, they can't stretch
Yeah, yo, yo
Higgity-hungry man like Swanson, get rough like Charles Bronson
And giggity-guess it's just the things I do like Tina Thompson
Got these hookers car hoppin, and stiggity-star gazin
Keep em movin, I'm wiggity-with my mans and that needs no provin
4/5****!
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Nerve Damage - Poisoned the River album review
Nerve Damage - Poisoned the River is one of the most politically and socially conscious heavy metal albums of 2017. The album displays a sense of wokeness for the woke crowd. Songs such as Poison the River and Lifestyle Choices call out politicians for their wrongdoing.
Nerve Damage calls out corporations and politicians for poising the Earth’s water supply on their song Poison the River. The song is a cry for environmental awareness. Corporations and politicians limited our choices and made our decisions for us. And served it to us titled free. We eat it all up whether we like it or not. Corporations and politicians poisoned the river for us to drink. It's made to punish you and me. Convicts "own" “our land”. Our kids ripped from our hands. And we're to accept an apology?
War all of the time deals with inner personal conflict which goes on in the mind. The lyrics are dark but not disturbing. You feel numb and feel defeated You left your family and gained an illness. How many days can you go without speaking? Why do you close your eyes and continue seeing? Their war is now my war. War of the mind. The war of my mind. Which is inner personal conflict.
Everyone; nails is a song about Communism. The lyrics “I'm the man with the hammer” represent the hammer and sickle which is a symbol of communism which came from Russia. These lyrics explained how communism has failed in many countries. “Following their rules, got me nowhere/But buried in disdain, gasping for air/A walking imperfection/In perfect surround” and “Second Class citizen/First in last place/You'll find me unaccomplished with two feet in the grave”.
4/5****!
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Nerve Damage - The Free EP EP review
Nerve Damage - The Free EP tackles a mixture of subjects such as sex, corruption, love, and loneliness over heavy metal soundscapes. The obligatory love song is included which is You Want Me.
You Want Me explains how a man falls in love with a woman that wants him. Clearly she wants this man. The song is ridden with heavy metal soundscapes.
The man sees the woman looking at him. He sees the look in her eyes that have subconscious plea. She just wants a piece of him. But she is going to have to play her hand if she wants to succeed. She wants to suck him. She wants to get soaking wet. She wants to shove his head between her legs and make him her pet. She wants to make a man out of him. The man sees her plan. She wants to make him her slave.
By this point in the song she is bound to be horny. She wants to have anal sex with him through an act of pegging. Pegging is a sexual act of a woman using a fake penis with a strap-on to penetrate a man’s anus or mouth for sexual stimulation. That is what these lyrics indicate: “You want to peg me, flip me over, call for backup, tag teaming with your pooch”
No orgies tonight because he doesn’t want to spend all of tomorrow cleaning. She a sick little girl but you’re not the only one. There’s a little pornstar in all of us that just wants to have fun. Me, you and your desires. That makes three.
Not in Control explains how politicians control the media and lie to the public. We're not in control of those politicians. They own the system. In this twisted game, you vote and then you pray. You gotta pay to play. This is one of those songs with political awareness that goes against political corruption.
Politicians control the media. Media blackouts occur while the streets are marched with protests from the public. Backroom deals are swept into the dark and kept hidden from the public. Politicians with the fattest wallets swing the heaviest bribes behind closed doors. Lining senators jackets with reasons to lie to the public.
These lyrics explain how politicians take bribes and lie to the public. “Backroom deals, Swept into the dark/The fattest wallets, swing the heaviest bribes/Lining senators jackets with reasons to lie” and “Puppets strung by bribes rule”.
The maestros stand on proletariat tombs. So-called Democrats hide their hidden thrones. Oligarchs swing their skeleton keys while the innocent starve in the land of the free. Puppets strung by bribes rule countries built on lies. Our fathers died for liberty. Don’t muffle our cries, oligarchy.
These lyrics explain who the middle class turns on against the poor class. “Talk shows turn the middle class on the poor”
Lockheed sends our strongest sons off to war. Hollywood pours bleach onto our eyes. They subdue the masses with terrorist guise.
Scream all you want. You gotta pay to playIn this twisted game, you vote and then you pray. You gotta pay to play. Resources are prey. The common tragedy destroyed the commons today.
They own the system. But one day we'll rise. We’re born loud and hungry with dreams tween our ears. And we pledge to false promises year after year. But now we’re angry and the congress should fear. They fire their interests through platinum guns. But millions of arrows can blot out the sun.
Wanderlust explains how Nerve Damage can’t keep in touch with his reality that surrounds him. He just wants to get lost.
Nerve Damage can’t keep in touch because he ripped through life. Now he want to be tossed. He wants to be lost. He does not want to be found by anyone. One thing he does is pray for happiness in the routine. He’ll never stop running to stay because to stay is to cry
4/5****!
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Jizzy Smalls - The Jizzy Chronicles EP review
The Jizzy Chronicles is a goofy controversial comedy rap album with parodies and satire of real rap songs. The Jizzy Chronicles explains a phase in the life of the fictional rapper Jizzy Smalls. Things get semenly sticky on this album. Even going too far at times. His album covers controversial topics such as his pedophile past, his time in prison, fetishes, and troubled past.
Lift yo’ Toes explains how Jizzy came to Tampa Bay, Florida for a rap battle in 2018 where he spit some verses about being a pedophile. This led to his arrest. Maybe he shouldn't have rapped about some of the shit he did. Sometimes you gotta keep that shit in. Lift yo’ Toes uses a fresh beat. The beat in the background is from Kanye West - Lift Yourself. Fuck Drake. Jizzy Smalls used this beat better.
The first monologue (Monologue 1) marked the return of the king Jizzy Smalls. Ayo! We got the return of the king right here! It's Jizzy Smalls! Fresh outta prison! He claims, “Maybe I shouldn't have gone to jail. Maybe I shouldn't have rapped some of the shit I did. But you know, we here.”
Jizzy Smalls is an elitist who fuck with bitches. He has an uncontrollable foot fetish when he gets near anyone’s feet. These lyrics explain his foot fetish.
I can’t be near kids, but now I’m sniffing feet
And I fuck with bitches and I’m real elite
When you’re snatchin shoеs, you can’t admit defeat
I like to lick up all of that foot fungus
I ain’t sus, not impostor from Among Us
And I just can’t see what all thе big fuss is
Suckin toes don’t make them bitches ain’t disgusted
If she got long toenails, that’s a whole ass meal
Can’t be saving face when I be tastin’ heels
Some of y'all sittin like “What this nigga’s deal?”
“Fuckin feet for real? I can’t see the appeal”
What y’all can’t see is it’s a whole ass steal
Gettin fucked by girls big as Shaquille O’Neil, but turn it
Back to the feet, get them focused on
Get girls steppin on me, plantar flexion
In the second monologue (Monologue 2), he admitted how he knowingly murdered someone’s kid's nephew. “Ayo, whole ass time I was sitting in prison, I kept these verses COMIN'! I got this beat, and this beat FIRE! I'm bouta murder this beat. I'm bouta murder this beat like how I murdered that kid's nephew. Ooh... the pussy was good, tho.”
Now Yung Jizzy keeps it cumming because he’s feeling chill. He’s cop a feel of a woman’s breasts. If she got long toenails, that’s a whole meal for him right there.
Dog in a Cage was a song Jizzy Smalls wrote when he was still incarcerated in prison. The song was about how Jizzy Smalls has sex with his bunkmate while they engage in animal roleplay being that they are both furries.
Prison's been rough for Jizzy here. His bunkmate committed tax fraud. He’s got this big ass furry suit, and he's been fucking his ass every single day. He recognized that this lifestyle is unsustainable. But he does not care.
Jizzy Smalls caught a fresh nigga with a new chain. Jizzy sent his ass back to the pound. But the lucky motherfucker had a loose cage. Playin’ like the fox and the hound. He be broodin' on Jizzy like he’s Bruce Wayne. But he stays fucking with him anyway. Furries make some beautiful sounds. These lyrics in Verse 1 clearly indicate that Jizzy is into furries: “Furries make some beautiful sounds”
Jizzy notices he’s got a bulgie wulgie (bulge) in his pants. So Jizzy decides to get a glance of more of that furry cock. That furry cock was so big and red. A big and red nice cock. By this point in the song, Jizzy is extremely horny. So he decides to give him head. Fucking furries are so horny and their cocks are so red.
That’s a dope ass suit. All them details are so acute. His involuntary reflex is complex when he does have sex. (An involuntary reflex is complex when Jizzy does have sex.) It feels so good for him to have sex with other dogs. He wishes his other bitches understood what it’s like to be at a furmeet. All them puppies up in heat. Their cummy wummies are oh so sweet. And they’re beating on his meet. Jizzy Smalls is a big boy now. And my fursona is a cow. Don’t you even try to ask me how. This furry shit is so fuckin’ weird. Jizzy lost his freedom and his career.
Barry’s Skit pokes fun at former US President Barack Obama. Barry’s Skit uses an excerpt of "Dog in a Cage". This guy’s got a nice flow. The skit is a prelude to Pardon Me.
Pardon Me marked the return of Jizzy Smalls. Pardon Me essentially used the same beat and the same bars from Vegan - Bassoon N.I.M.B. too.
They call him Jizzy and he is fresh outta jail. He’d thank Obama but he is still a war criminal. He saw his bitches and gave them all a good fuck. They might be pregnant. Hopefully not. Jizzy calls out former US President Barack Obama for being a war criminal. “I’d thank Obama, but he is still a war criminal”
Holy fuck. Fucking furries are so horny and their cocks are so red. Jizzy can’t count how long he had bled. His asshole is still not right. That was fucking tight.
He is recognizing that this lifestyle is unsustainable. He fucks these bitches by chasinh somethinh unattainable. He’ll be out in the club and be attempting to get bitches. Now all bitches are trying to hump him. All because his parents didn’t love him.
Jizzy Smalls has lots of enemies and even less friends. What if this rap shit’s all a means to an end? What if his whole life has been nothing but a meaningless farce? Damn. Nah, fuck that sad shit. It’s for pussies. How can he be sad if he is sittin’ real cushy? Jizzy’s got a brand deal and a Kanye West feature coming up real soon. And yo momma’s gonna swoon. All he’s gotta do to not fuck that up is stay away from the children. Seriously, there are too many fucking kids with fat ass milkers who say they’re 18 but are actually they’re 12.
These lyrics are an example of nerd rap and nerdcore.
FBI fucked up the game lemme save it
Remixing all the old classics, Sonic Mania
Killin’ all the useless bloodsuckers, Castlevania
Kept your boy locked up up in Pennsylvania
Wishin I could nut in a bitch, macadamia
Jizzy got creative with the lyrics in his song with these lyrics. “Gotta get to bar 16 ‘fore I stop this/Cuz I got a fresh new bitch imma pop in/To her place and read her favorite new poem ‘fore I go/She my Edgar Allen Hoe”
Jizzy sheds light on how the prison industrial complex of the United States disproportionately affects black men with these lyrics below.
The prison industrial complex is for bitches who
Ain’t touched no bitches or ain’t done they fuckin dishes
Which affects black men disproportionately
Bitches take what I got, start extortioning me
These lyrics showcase Jazzy Smalls’ pedophilia:
All I gotta do to not fuck that up is stay away from the kids
Seriously, there are too many fuckin kids with fat ass milkers who say they’re 18 but then it turns out they’re 12
I shoulda known by the braces
Whatever, my kids sat behind bars
Don’t matter if they tried lyin' on me, Scar
Face, say hello to my little friend also known as my cock
High is surprisingly one of the more introspective songs which explains the lost love between him and an unnamed lover. But he uses edgy jokes. So that’s not too surprising. Jizzy ain't here to spit poetry.
Have you ever met with a girl who done fucked up your world? And you sit like, “Damn.”. Well Jizzy has. This ain't a bitch Jizzy wants to fuck even if he is still trying to get sucked.
Jizzy is feeling like love is a closed door between him and an unnamed lover. That is what these lyrics mean: “Feelin' like between us love is a closed door” She got him begging for some more. But in reality she just leads him on. So he plays the blame game instead. Maybe it's just the purp that got him sharing his problems. But ain't nobody listening for that! When people listen to Jizzy Smalls, they’re expecting that heat. Not a sad ass nigga just admitting defeat. Well regardless, these bitches be so heartless. He won't ever be an accomplice when a homie's out gettin' fucked by a bitch.
Run explains why you should run when you see Jizzy Smalls in the streets. Run to where the fun is.
When you see me Jizzy Smalls the streets, you should run. Run to the nigga pullin' up in the white van who is also known as the dope man from the West Side. Run to where the fun is. And he's still in the cut.
She's such a slut. This fake British person who is really an American citizen. If she fucks Jizzy good, then he will buy her lunch. She can run with the quickness. Jizzy tells her, “Keep your damn mouth shut, you Ameri-cunt. Especially with all that fake shit.”
These lyrics imply that the woman Jizzy is fucking is a pretending to be a fake British person who is really an American citizen.“Fake shit, keep your damn mouth shut/Fake Brit, an Ameri-cunt”
The song known as The Call explains how Jizzy Smalls performs an act of exploiting a nun (nunsploitation) by having sex with her. One thing that Jizzy Smalls does is pushes the envelope by mentioning necrophilia on the song. Jizzy Smalls went way too far here.
You know what's holy? You know what's right? You know the shit that keep you up late at night? You got your morals, huh? That shit don't matter when you're deep in a blonde haired woman who is literally a nun.
Jizzy fucked a nun last week and that shit was divine. Jizzy claims he saw God in her pussy and was tasting his wine. It was communion and she was the bread. It's such a shame she was already dead. So he performs a morally corrupt sex act of necrophilia by raping her dead body which has now been reduced to a corpse. Basically he admitted that he fucked a dead ass corpse.
Sick with It explains how Jizzy got sexually transmitted diseases.
All of these hoes done gave Jazz AIDS and Hepatitis C. He is having trouble with his penis. All of these bumps on his penis are concerning. He is HIV positive too. Some niggas say pause when they about to get pegged. But he’ll take all that shit every day of the week. They pound Jizzy's throat, That's why it's hard for him to speak. Or maybe it's the virus fuckin' with his physique.
Seems like it's gonna be the end of Jizzy. This is gonna kill Jizzy. Jizzy has got every STD known to man. That's not shit he can fix with a perc or a Xanax. Jizzy ain't got much time left. This girl he had sexual intercourse with gave him a sexually transmitted disease. He knew that coochie was stankin but I still gave her dick because you know that's his thang.
4/5****!
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The SideLiners - CANCEL THIS! album review
The SideLiners - CANCEL THIS! serves as the antidote to cancel culture which is plaguing the modern world. The album politically incorrect as possible and crosses the lines of social norms. Even going too far at times. CANCEL THIS! is the 2nd cumming of the music duo, The SideLiners, consisting of JohnniMusic & YungStove.
3/5***
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