“Perfect Strangers” was my favorite sitcom/I’d watch every Friday with my sister and mom/when “Family Matters” got Urkel, it was a hit/and I stayed in on weekends for a bit.
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You know how mad I’d be/if I was Prince Markie Dee?/Looking at this ad of a phonie/doing an impression of my dead homie?
Nerd’s the word/he’s ahead of the herd/because if he dropped these rhymes/in 2009/he’d get thrown in the crapper/for being a hipster rapper.
You’re welcome, thanks/Yeah, that’s Carlton Banks/but it feels shocking/to see him young, popping and locking.
What’s that? A rap by Borat?/It’s on, yeah, inspired by Madonna/Watch the video, ain’t much else to say, but/Ring a rangy dong for the holiday!
Are those spandex overalls/Bobby, we can see your balls/don’t turn around, hide your butt/and please bring back the Gumbi haircut.
(Unrap at 2:09)
If I had a city of crime that was overrun by pagans/I’d drop a dime for dragnet, and feel smooth like Donald Fagen/And if Tom Hanks and Dan Akroyd came and did a Blues Brothers dance/I don’t think I’d catch much blame for being their biggest fans.
Seinfeld bass/kids rapping in your face/using old school slang/and puggy ’80s bangs.
Once wasn’t enough/the nerds hung tough/and at the end of ninety minutes time/they capped it off with more rhymes.