I found both of these while surfing the net, though someone else might enjoy them.
Sung to one of Eminems songs.
Song #1
Hi! My name is (who?)... My name is (what)... My name is (scratches)... Rice Burner!
Hi kids, do you like 5 inch tips?,
Wanna see me stick chrome fender flares over each one of my Konigs?
Wanna follow me and do exactly as I did?,
Try NAWS and get your motor fucked up worse then my life is?
My brain's dead weight, I'm trying to get my head straight,
but I can't figure out which sticker to put over my license plate.
And the mechanic says "Rice Burner you's a crack head "Nu-uh" "Then why's your car dead man its wasted "
Well since age 9 I've wanted an SI so I could put chrome 18's on it and make it run 16.9's.
Got pissed off and ripped all my Honda emblems off,
And replaced them with "R" badges so people know I'm not soft.
I smoke a big bowl of chronic, and lay in my lawn,
for longer then it took me to put my altezzas on.
"Come here bastard" "Dude , wait a minute that’s a viper dawg!!"
I don't give a fuck, I’ll just fly by and put my hazards on!!!!!
Song #2
I love my Honda like I love my ganja
I’ll smoke ya v-8 like I smoke marijuana
Back up boy and show some respect
My Honda civic has a 4 cylinder vtec
When I go out people wanna see my ride
They always stare at the "Type R" on the side
I painted my hood black for that carbon fiber look
My windshield wiper lights that off tha fuckin hook
I took off my hubcaps cause they give me better times
When I rip a new track I’m stunnin on my rhymes
My exhaust turned sideways with a 5 inch tip
I raced a z06 and took home his pink slip
I got a new spoiler from J.C. whitney
It's a 15 inch doublestak worth every penny
APC decals and two racing stripes
4 ion blue daytime runiing lights
When I take off tha front tires go up in smoke
And chevy’s with 350’s ain’t nothing but a joke
Went to Pep Boys and bought all the neon lights
Its like Las Vegas when you see me at night
Don’t mess with tha vtec cause it’ll send ya home
Cryin lika fat kid that dropped his ice cream cone
When ya see my comin get outta my way
I gotta cruise tha mall cause you know its Friday
I doing loud fly-bys all down tha highway
Bumping some techno with my visor turned sideways
If you wanna race ya ass will get tossed
I throw in it neutral and rev up the exhaust
I’m gonna leave your ass in a world on pain
My adrenaline rushin with tha rice in my veins
Nutra slam it in drive when the light turns green
And I’ll eat a Saleen like ya momma lean cusine
I got another victory in the "domestic basher"
I’ll pull in front of you and throw on my flashers
When ya lost you called me a cheater
Ya just couldn't hang with the 1.6 liter
Tha Civic is more like a rocket than it is a car
You’ll be sayin to ya self “damn is that a type R”
(Fast & Furious interlude)
Don’t mess with Hondas cause they’re outta ya class
I wait till ya get beside me trying ta pass
Let ya hear tha vtec when I step on tha gas
Next thing ya know your ass is finishin last
I fix you a "Type R" burger with some vtec sauce
You’re ass will be fired cause Honda is tha boss
Is NOT called nitrious tha shit is called called NOS
You should know by now your life is a loss
It’s about time you stop driving all them wrecks
Get a job at hardees and save all ya checks
Or sue KFC for falling on ya neck
And when you get paid buy yourself a Vtec
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Recoil
Tontie
