NSFW -- Rap Parodies involving the game and qcdn

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Legomyeggo said:
So whenever I look in this thread I usually decide that I want to shit in but every single time I realize it's a whole bunch of white people rapping on an internet forum. There's not much I can do to make it any worse, really.
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Im black as day nakka
 
That has a lot of work done on it Aud, rate up for the good job done. :)
 
While I'm on the Flameboard, figured Id check the flows in here.

I approve.

Aud, nice work on the 50 Cent cover last page. ^^b

I'll have to go back and browse some more. Plus, don't know if anyone considered this... maybe someone actually rapping these and posting on YouTube or something? Could be funny.
 
I'd like to a give a shout out to all those who made this one possible. It wouldn't be here without you.


Roc Star
Parody of "Rock Star" by Chamillionaire feat. Lil Wayne

Roc Star!
Roc Star! (Roc On)
Roc Star! (Roc On)
It's Roc n Roll! (Roc On!)

I got leaders that love my leaders
Haters that hate my haters
I'm a NM Superstar, got linkshells to outclaim later (Roc On)
I been had the paper, I been had byne stacks
The dot shining brighter than any marker on the map
Got the groupies going crazy, they don't know how to act
I bring em to my MH and tell em baby just relax

[Verse 1]
Roc on, they see the jewels it's so hard, they petrified and need Supersoft
Take it off and you lost, the baby rap get schooled off
Keep the odd setups to duo, keep on thinking that your melee's tough
Red dot hanging over your head, Goblin stew is food for thought
Forum winner the haters is like 'How could this happen?' (How?)
On the FB so much they mistake you for Yusuke/Blazn (Wow?)
How I'm a player with revenue like a Roc Star?
If I'm near you can believe the AG Boys are not far
Troupe dancing ain't what they seeing, they yelling 'Where the heck is Sonia?'
The HNM shells stealing and running, their parties full of dishonor
They judging me like O'Conner, a quick shot at your mama
They tell me that I'm a charmer, more CHR than a prima-donna
Audi look right at me and said 'Know why i got Gae Assail up?' (Why?)
'Cause like the throwback Ryoshot alias I got 'mad stuff'
See how we ignoring warnings that mods be writing us
Do like Necrosis' bazaar Mister and lighten up

[Chorus]
Ladies love it when your winning like a Roc Star
I got em screaming loud as they be screaming coming out all daily
Ladies love it when your winning like a Roc Star
She's saying she's in love with me and she is probably your lady
Like a Roc Star (Lady)
Like a Roc Star (Lady)
Ladies love it when your living like a Roc Star (Baby)
Catch me getting into flames like it's my job (Baby)
When they listen to the mods come then I'ma (Roc On!)
I been had the paper, I been had byne stacks
The dot shining brighter than any marker on the map
Got the groupies going crazy, they don't know how to act
I bring em to my MH and tell em baby just relax

[Verse 2- Li'l Weiyan]
Engage so fly
Snitch behold I
I am the shit
Hear the Yagudo cry
Hear the Guttler scream
That volunteer team
And if it's for me
Then its foreign
I mean my stars, I mean my clothes
I mean my lows, I mean my flows
You gear different around then me I'ma clean your nose
Step into the line of fire hide the script code
Compared to Dhalmel stomps you just twinkle toes
I get ya 'girl' wanting me for what you know
Roc star- rear money, King abjs; selling those
map paths, strat guides and YT shows
My team's out (Hey!)
Our turf (Hey!)
I post lines (Roc Roc!)
I thread surf (Hey!)
I'm a hot boy
I'm on my hot shit
Coming to you straight from the marsh pit

[Chorus]
Ladies love it when your winning like a Roc Star
I got em screaming loud as they be screaming coming out all daily
Ladies love it when your winning like a Roc Star
She's sayin she's in love with me and she is probably your lady
Like a Roc Star (Lady)
Like a Roc Star (Lady)
Ladies love it when your livin like a rock star (Baby)
Catch me gettin into flames like it's my job (Baby)
When they listen to the mods come then I'ma (Rock On!)

[Verse 3]
I'm so cool, I'm so smooth, I'm that dude, I'm so fly
Groupies telling me like a spy, the gimps be tellin me I'm so high
Ship riders see me and they cry just to get a glimpse of I
Got Altana so jealous she knocking ravens out the sky
Can't help it, I got them rocking Jamal ring tones
And losing clothes
The higher my rate ups get
They love me, that's right you nailed it
You wish you got treated like this
Naked pictures she e-mailed it
She kneeled on the ground and melted
So save your game for the rookies, 'cause there ain't no newbies here
A fight you do in a pit is a BC we do in the amphitheater
We packing city rooms, ladies come in I'll introduce ya
It's too packed to maneuver, lurkers look like LaLaPalooza
We outshining the losers, You run with rule abusers
You know I'ma consumer, weapon upside ya medulla
Got no time to seduce a cunning type of seducer
Women trying to snake me, but we be denying Medusa

[Chorus]
Ladies love it when your winning like a Roc Star
I got em screamin loud as they be screaming coming out all daily
Ladies love it when your winning like a Roc Star
She's sayin she's in love with me and she is probably your lady
Like a Roc Star (Lady)
Like a Roc Star (Lady)
Ladies love it when your living like a Roc Star (Baby)
Catch me getting into flames like it's my job (Baby)
When they report and the mods come then I'ma (Roc On!)

Roc Roc (Roc On!)
Roc Roc (Roc On!)
 
Ok, this is my first attempt. It started out about crafting in general, but I turned it into a rap about me... cause this is rap... and you gotta be pimpin, amirite? I kept a few of the original lines, because they worked really well/couldnt come up with anything better. Anyways, here it is.

Crafter's Paradise:
To the beat of Ganster's Paradise by Coolio

[Verse]
As I walk through the shadows of the Valley of Sorrow
I take a look at my bank, and realize I might have to borrow
Cause I been crafting and bustin so long that
Even my moogle knows that my gil is gone
Some aint never made them stacks, although they deserve it
And I aint never NQd nothing, you know thats unheard of
You better watch what your slinging, and undercuttin
Or synths wont be the only things that get broken
Overpriced mats, dropping twenty large
As it breaks I see myself in the crystal shards, fool
Im the kinda crafter little newbies wanna be
In my bazaar overnight, check the color of the box: White

[Chorus]
Been spending most our lives, synthing in a Crafters Paradise
Keep breaking most our tries, synthing in a Crafters Paradise
Been spending most our lives, synthing in a Crafters Paradise
Broken mats, it makes me cry, synthing in a Crafters Paradise

[Verse]
Sittin in the Guild, my heart is racing
Cash money on the line, and Im praying in my mind
Cause I gotta make items for the big time
Too many crafters means back of the long line
I'm an educated fool with money on my mind
Got my apron and my specs and my loom right behind
Im a pimped out crafter set makin Dalmies
For the people who be claiming and gettin A Bodies, fool
Bankruptcy aint nothing, just a break away
Cause Im rollin and crafting, every single day
I'm plus 3 now will I ever see plus 4
The way SE thinks I don't know

They askin why does he, go 1 for 3
When will I rep HQs for me

[Chorus]
Been spending most our lives, synthing in a Crafters Paradise
Keep breaking most our tries, synthing in a Crafters Paradise
Been spending most our lives, synthing in a Crafters Paradise
Broken mats, it makes me cry, synthing in a Crafters Paradise

[Verse]
Power and the money, money and the power
Minute after minute, hour after hour
Everybody's synthing, but half of them aint looking
Newbies asking "What craft?", you'll be broke if you do Cooking
Crafters they be hatin, cause I got the HQ Kyudogi
They just aint got the skills, how they gonna catch me?
I guess they can't
I guess they won't
I guess they front
That's why I always hope I keep my luck, fool

[Chorus]
Been spending most our lives, synthing in a Crafters Paradise
Keep breaking most our tries, synthing in a Crafters Paradise
Been spending most our lives, synthing in a Crafters Paradise
Guess I've HQd once or twice, synthing in a Crafters Paradise
 
This didn't come out quite as well as I'd hoped...songs too short, lol. Anyway:

Write it up, read it up, rate it up
Originally Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up by Cypress Hill.

Fuckin J-dogg comin at'cha live
Direct with the biggest, fattest sword
Comin in with style n flavor.
Fuckin J-dogg comin at'cha like this

It's, Tuesday mornin, where the flame at?
Let me dig into my brain for my next post attack
Cause my rep is high like a plane
High like the sky, with my rap-bro named A-train
Where the fuck be my rate-downs by denyers?
So I can find a thread, and set it on fire
Damn, wish I had mod status to make this a sticky
It’s gettin hard on my fuckin fingers
But I’m unreasonable, Highly feasible
I got the one-liner whiner true shit that's pleaseable
Aud n I do a joint venture
Make sure there ain't Hellstorms muckin up the center
Think I’m overconfident, fuck it
I ain’t confident, I’m cocky, so suck it

[Chorus: repeat 4X]

Write it up, read it up, rate it up

All hale, my tale

"I'm the preacher, the one who preach the funk" {*repeat scratch 4X*}

[B-Real] + (Sen Dog)
(J-dogg bein blunt), Audino makes the honeys dip
Egotistical maniac throwin out another hit
Write it up, read it up, rate it up
I overstimulate your mind (that how I roll so sup)
Wanna know how to post a hit? (Can I get a howwwwwwwwwwww!?)
Prey on the simple minds is what I do
so I can get myself jaded, elevated
Only been wrong once, and at that time I ate it
I stand true all my posts guaranteed wit a quarta
As I bust dope posts as a great explora
Recently got called peregrine by a fag
(Methinks someone is jealous and on the rag)

[Chorus]

"I'm the preacher, the one who preach the funk" {*repeat till fade*}
 
still waiting on that rap nei ~_~;
 
Good stuff. I need to make my next rap more gansta.

Been looking at doing a cover on a BTNH beat... but theyre crazy, so it'll be rough. Anyone think they can bust out some Krayzie Bone lines?
 
Sanoske said:
Good stuff. I need to make my next rap more gansta.

Been looking at doing a cover on a BTNH beat... but theyre crazy, so it'll be rough. Anyone think they can bust out some Krayzie Bone lines?
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I did old-school btnh earlier in the thread
 
push play, then read ALOUD...



[Intro]
Meeeee-yow~! Wassup y'all, ha ha ha
This your kat Eye-so
You see I usually do songs with like
jokes and translates and shit right?
BUT FUCK THAT MAN, I'm tryin to get banned
So I'm 'bout to go rock this shit
Check this out y'all, uhh

[Eye-so – in the style D-mite in the style of Lil Jon]
Don’t agro! Don’t agro! Don’t you muthafuckin agro!
Don’t agro! Don’t agro! Don’t you muthafuckin agro!
Don’t agro! Don’t agro! Don’t you muthafuckin agro!
Don’t agro! Don’t agro! Don’t you muthafuckin agro!

D-O-N-T, A, G-R-OAHH-KAYYYYYYYY~!
D-O-N-T, A, G-R-OAHH-KAYYYYYYYY~!
D-O-N-T, A, G-R-OAHH-KAYYYYYYYY~!
D-O-N-T, A, G-R-OAHH-KAYYYYYYYY~!

Not a some page (what) not a wiki (who)
just look nigga, just fuckin look nigga (YEAHHH~!)
Not a some page (what) not a wiki (who)
just look nigga, just fuckin look nigga (YEAHHH~!)
Not a some page, not a wiki
Just look nigga, just fuckin look

Cap yo' skills, cap yo' skills, cap yo' God damn skills
Cap yo' skills, cap yo' skills, cap yo' God damn skills
Cap yo' skills, cap yo' skills, cap yo' God damn skills
Cap yo' skills, cap yo' skills, cap yo' God damn skills

Your body needs food - so EAT THAT SHIT
Your body needs food - so EAT THAT SHIT
Your body needs food - so EAT THAT SHIT
Your body needs food - so EAT THAT SHIT

Farm your gil, farm your gil (what) FUCK THEM SELLERS
Farm your gil, farm your gil (what) FUCK THEM SELLERS
Farm your gil, farm your gil (what) FUCK THEM SELLERS
Farm your gil, farm your gil (what) FUCK THEM SELLERS

Show on time, show on time, show on God damn time
Show on time, show on time, show on God damn time
Show on time, show on time, show on God damn time
Show on time, show on time, show on God damn time

Wear yo’ reraise nigga, wear yo’ reraise nigga
Wear yo’ reraise nigga, wear yo’ reraise nigga
Wear yo’ reraise nigga, wear yo’ reraise nigga
Wear yo’ reraise nigga, wear yo’ reraise nigga (WHAT~!~!~!!)

It's called a Hair-Pin (bitch) it's not expensive (bitch)
It's called a Hair-Pin (bitch) it's not expensive (bitch)
It's called a Hair-Pin(bitch) it's not expensive (bitch)
It's called a Hair-Pin (bitch) it's not expensive (bitch)

Don’t agro! Don’t agro! Don’t you muthafuckin agro!
Don’t agro! Don’t agro! Don’t you muthafuckin agro!
Don’t ag {*-ga3*}
 
"Administrative Action" -Aud
(feat. J, Foxy Mor, and Willmega (The G's))

(Originally done by Nas, feat. AZ,
Foxy Brown, Cormega. The Firm)

[Intro: J]

This is what... this what they want huh?
This is what it's all about..
What? Time to take Administrative Action son
You just don't understand, youknowImean?
Niggaz makin sock pups thinkin stuff is sweet man
Yknahmean?
Niggaz don't understand the four devils:
Lust.. Envy.. Hate.. Jealousy
Wicked niggaz man

[J the Visualiza]
Yo, sit back relax, bitch at admins, suck your yes mens,
And let's all wash this moddin' through these bargain bins
Sock attack, an old cat sit back, worth top dollar
Sup Callum, Hi Meeze, and I'll gear up with a pop collar
Who pull the hate, we play for high stakes at mob point
Catch em full break, undress em flame em with bait, no escape
J Corleone, and Audino Capone
Roam in your own zone or get mpk and clapped in your dome
We always shown, AG, art of WAR was born
Lower your tone, face it, mod bitch faces get blown
Aristocrats, politickin daily with simple cats
See me I'm an official mack, cerb mantle on my back

[Willmega]
Too many thoughts in the Jug Forest, my destiny's to be the new boss
That nigga Moppy gotta die - he too soft
That nigga's far gone, and he puttin Nair on, they found his head on
the couch with his dick in his mouth, Aud put the hit out
Yo, the smoothest 360 games oh-eight, Fleist, oh wait
Needs access, thats great, Wish I had friends to love me
Yo my people from Admins they will see you
"Miros, re-up on your peener all your cream go betweeen us"
Real shit, my G-smithin' got a ill grip
I chill with, niggaz that hit San d'Oria spots with STEELFIST
My red dots, made a green props, and sprayed out Genk's drops
J-leone be turnin niggaz to fiends
Dragoon and ninja both hex us, 'Dino, the illest boy
with 'moderate' connections it's AG, nigga set it

[Aud]
Yo, my mind is seein through your design like Kalefury
I shine jewelry bustin on crushed dreams, we got means
and push hate inside the casket at just wake
It's sickenin, he just finished second last stage
And now the project, is talkin that somebody gonna help shit
It's logic, as long as it's nobody that's rate up clique
Man, Sanoske, can expand da cloth-ske, and it rub off me
Snipe +1, me, four mil' to get that ill shit off me
"Game's a Bitch," but God forbid the game deny me
Blood be filled with ice so Cmdrfly can't scorch me
Cuban cigars meetin Foxy from afar
Movin hides, your top papi, 'Dino Escobar

[Foxy Mor]
In the blackest Choco
'G deep all my niggaz hail the blackest narrows
Val Cape's be the apparel
Through the hardest cunnil', I got visions of multimillions
in the biggest bundle, in the next life, carried without a stumble
He money bags got Bastok, San D'
Windy ain't sittin free, they ain't got a clue what we bout to do
My whole team, we hittin hard like the Taar
Sorcha, Foxy Mor, Willmega, and Dino Escobar
I keep a dope mog house scene, laced in all the illest shit, see?
Trip-count sheets, Gold cups for tea
Be The G's baby, from SD to the 'Stok
My nigga diss, operation 'G Biz, so what the deal is
I keep taru stoo-ool, sippin herb teas
Sittin on top of fifty k's in Dalmatica shit, uhh!
We stay incogni,' like all them thug niggaz in Sandy
The Gods, they praise all us with visions of young seeds
Bet it on, my whole crew is dead on
On Nyzul Isle with a case of Cristal and Rappa truly spoke
Nigga with them kicked cause he snort coke
Raw though, an buffs mixed wit haste that's pure though
Flippin the bigger picture, the bigger nigga with the Valor
Was mad richer, I had a fuckin feelin that dynamis
We got to meet, need my reraise, but wait it's half and half
I forgot that and tac's, I need that shit
One whole stack raw, chop it in half, get six then, trouble, it finds me
We got to relate, which mean its all 'bout me
Never reported before, Flymop got me hate
Then you PM Jam, say shit that wasn't true, damn your shit is fake
So let's see, if we flip this other key
He can hate me, saves you, blame it on a leak
Say you're on Va-cay, but troll RSI daily
Now imagine that, double it, grief for people, not just me
The G's baby, volume one uhh..
 
Two weeks later and you come in here and try to keep going with that shit? That word was left in my last parody to do exactly what it just did to you. Have a joke go RIGHT over your head. Thanks! I was beginning to think people actually got the humor in it.
 
This is the final parody I have for you all. I don't expect the majority of you to really understand everything, but thats ok. I didn't do this for you, I did this for the people that wanted to see just one more and now, I'm also doing it for myself. Peace.

[A capella]
This is it. Done with the same old shit
Done with stupidity and PC+1 little bits
So many jokes, whizzed right by yo head
Only so much rep you can posi-nega-tively spread

And not once did I do this just for cheap rep
I would just become an orange for that 'stead, yep. Yep
Though I said shit, I don't hate all them orange and reds
Only the tagalong assholes that let it get to their heads

Lets not forget, the ones that don't do shit
The ones who talk smack, then in RSI they sit
Mop, I'd imagine any myspace that you had
Your only 3 friends would be Tom, Mom and Dad

'Sa shame, cause I don't believe half the rate ups
I know not all y'all feel me, just feel my nuts
Only because you make it obvious, kids, please
Some o' yous can really linger like goddamn STDs

Young dudes, they tryin'a come in, elite crews
Skipping the stages of noob, shit son, pay yo dues
See, Aud be a full stack and you're just eleven
And it just happens, this is post one double three seven

So I'm out, its it, the big finale
'Fore I ride off in my black custom Denali
For all the times an' crimes we committed
Not J, not Aud, no, couldn't eva' be acquitted

Can't forget them sad cats, they tuck their tails
Cause even they friends tell them, "Yo man, you failed"
Pretty funny when ya'll just up and disappear
And don't even stick around to make jokes with your fellow queers

Couldn't no one step up and step legit
All the disses taken by you pieces of shit
Couldn't no one even hold up a candle
Time to sip martinis, kickin it wit her in Sandals

I'm retired here, don't try, won't work
How you stab at J now, cause you's scared fuckin' jerks
I'll still be around, doing what Dino need to do
But that don't mean that I ain't gonna see you

Maybe goodbye here, but not the game
Walking away, but sucka, I ain't changed
And thanks Mak, suggestin thread o' the year
Haha, I'll toast to that, with this here beer

Look at me Ma.. top o' the world.
On top 'fore I die. Yeah.

Start the beat.

[To the tune of "December 4th" by Jay-Z *Verse 3*]

Good-bye to this shit, all the troubles, ain't worth enough
Your posts fail you in a spot knowing you don't know much
And you all just stuck, y'all so easy to touch
No two games are alike
Except for this and real life pretty much
And "trust" is a word you seldom hear from us
Real AG'ers? We don't sleep we rest one eye up
Rest ya'll switch your shell when the well dries up
You learn to fuck the system, rest inside it, YUP
And everybody here wants to be hard up
But can't take it when their balls get cut up
To show players they really got em
And this was the stress i live with til i decided
To try this rap thread for relievin'
Don't care if I'm forgiven
For every dumb decision I made
Every member I played
But I still ain't paranoid to this day
And it's nobody fault I made the decisions I made
This is the path I chose or maybe the path that chose me

If you can't respect that your whole perspective is wack
Maybe you'll love me if I fade to black


Yo, where you at? Lets get J out here. Yeah, there he is.
Neisan, there's my boy. Foxy Mor's in the house. And Will.
Big Willy Style.. new goldsmith in town. What?

[To "Public Service Announcement"]

This is a public service announcement
Sponsored by AG and the good folks at QCDN Records

"To all QCDN, it is with the utmost pride and sincerity
that I present this recording, as a living testiment and recollection
of history in the making during our generation."

[Aud-E]
Allow me to re-introduce myself
My name is Aud', oh!, A-to-the-U-D
I used to move tea leaves by the O-Z
I guess even back then you can call me
CEO of the A-G-now, Aud'!
Fresh out the moogle house into the Mire
I be the, rapping thread number one supplier
Flyer than a sniper's plus 1 bearin my name
Want the hottest chick in the game wearin my chain, that's right
Aud', oh! - not R-I-P.
But similar to them letters, "No one ev' did it better"
I check AH like a leather detector
My homey Will told me, "Dude, finish, don't wreck this"
So that's what I'ma do, take you back to old school
Couldn't afford shit, fast-forward, Koga 'Mail and PCC necklace
Let me tell you "noobs" what I do to project this
I provoke you readers like dynamis selecters [laughing]
*This ain't dynamis, dog (oh shit)*

[Voice over]
"Now before I finish, let me just say
I did not come here for shout outs, did not come here to just diss you
Because to tell you the truth when I leave here I'm GONE!
And I don't care WHAT you think about me - but just remember,
when it hits the fan brother, whether it's next year, ten years,
twenty years from now, you're gonna be able to say
that these admins lied to you, jack!" (Right, 'Mop?)

[Aud-E]
Some ain't lies
I done came through the block and Cmdr'd a fly
I'm like, Elvis Presley with dusk on, got connects
I never claimed TP wings on
Buddy, I get mine - by any means on whenever there's a shout
Get your good glasses out because, that's when I shit storm
You can blame Aud, but I ain't invent the game
I just threw Lady Luck dice, tryin to win some change
And I do things twice, ain't no cents in me
Thanks to y'all, I am a different man
And I could blame my fuckin server but
there ain't no reason why I be buyin expensive gear
Hope you don't think you's a smarty
Only a few 'us players, gettin high within the game
If you not, then, how would you explain?
I'm five years now through, still this game is in my veins
I got a hustler spirit, thats it, period
Check my koga yo, peep the way I wear it
Check out my shit, yo, I talk like a bold player
No matter where you zone, you are what you are, players
And you can try to change but it don't mean shit, players.
Man, you was who you was 'fore you got here
Only God can judge me, so I'm gone
Either love me, or leave me alone



Special thanks go to: All our supporters from day one, Rappa, Willian, Neisan -
our favorite protege. Chasym for offering the recording, Temptation for the
insane album cover, Makelith for the TOTY nomination, all those that made
guest appearances in our songs. Mishaela, Morwen. To the groupies - can't
forget you all. Zephayra, Malika, Tara, Myi, Enny. To everyone who
can take a ribbing and thanks for those who can't for making it so damn easy.
All you people who always made me laugh, usually at you. For showing me
stupid people don't just exist in the every day work environment. Thanks to
Dr J, Fellina, Osse, Cmdrfly, Miros, Arc, AG, Encore, TWSS and QCDN for letting
me spread my voice to the boards.
 
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