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Terrible Song Lyrics of The Week – We Can’t Stop (Miley Cyrus)

miley-cyrus-we-cant-stopThis week’s Terrible Song Lyrics of The Week go to Miley Cyrus and her song We Can’t Stop.  “We Can’t Stop” is off her fourth studio album Bangerz (2013). It was released on June 3, 2013 by RCA Record.

Alright, i’ll start off with the first chorus.

“It’s our party we can do what we want
It’s our party we can say what we want
It’s our party we can love who we want
We can kiss who we want
We can see who we want (2x)”

Something must have happened to a party hosted by Miley Cyrus before for her to be so defensive about her party.  She keeps stating they can ‘do what they want.’

“Red cups and sweaty bodies everywhere
Hands in the air like we don’t care
Cause we came to have so much fun now
Bet somebody here might get some now”

If there are sweaty bodies everywhere, I’m betting NOBODY is going to get some.  Gross.

“If you’re not ready to go home
Can I get a hell no
Cause we gonna go all night
Till we see the sunlight alright”

I’m suspecting she might have some meth or coke at the party as they are going to stay up until sunlight.

“So la da di da di, we like to party
Dancing with Miley
Doing whatever we want
This is our house
This is our rules
And we can’t stop
And we won’t stop
Can’t you see it’s we who own the night
Can’t you see it we who bout’ that life
And we can’t stop
And we won’t stop
We run things, Things don’t run we
We don’t take nothing from nobody”

This is where the party dives into bad things happening.  They ‘can’t stop.’  This is serious issue.  Again, probably meth or coke is involved here.

More chorus

“It’s our party we can do what we want
It’s our party we can say what we want
It’s our party we can love who we want
We can kiss who we want
We can see who we want”

“To my home girls here with the big butt
Shaking it like we at a strip club
Remember only God can judge ya
Forget the haters cause somebody loves ya
And everyone in line in the bathroom
Trying to get a line in the bathroom
We all so turned up here
Getting turned up, yeah, yeah”

Aha! My suspicions are correct.  Everyone is in line in the bathroom trying to actually GET a line.  Busted.

More chorus.  This song has two choruses if you haven’t noticed yet because ya know, one isn’t enough.

“So la da di da di, we like to party
Dancing with Miley
Doing whatever we want
This is our house
This is our rules
And we can’t stop
And we won’t stop
Can’t you see it’s we who own the night
Can’t you see it we who bout’ that life
And we can’t stop
And we won’t stop
We run things
Things don’t run we
We don’t take nothing from nobody”

More chorus ….zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

“It’s our party we can do what we want
It’s our party we can say what we want
It’s our party we can love who we want
We can kiss who we want
We can see who we want”

It’s our party we can do what we want to
It’s our house we can love who we want to
It’s our song we can sing if we want to
It’s my mouth I can say what I want to
Yea, Yea, Yeah”

Finally we will end it with what?  MORE CHORUS OF COURSE!

“And we can’t stop
And we won’t stop
Can’t you see it’s we who own the night
Can’t you see it we who bout’ that life
And we can’t stop
And we won’t stop
We run things
Things don’t run we
We don’t take nothing from nobody
Yea, Yea, Yea”

Here is the video to this terrible song.  You know a song will be a pop hit when it has two or more choruses.  Two or more choruses automatically equals utter shit.

ASAP Fucking Problems

Terrible Song Lyrics of The Week – ASAP Rocky (Fuckin’ Problems) – 02/10/2013

ASAP Fucking ProblemsTake a deep breath.  You are about to be blown away by a fucking all-star cast of singers on this one.

This weeks Terrible Song Lyrics of The Week are from an ‘artist’ named ASAP Rockey from his single Fuckin’ Problems.  He’s got a whole lot of problems.  Problems of fucking sucking.  This single features the all-star cast of ASAP Rockey, 2 Chainz, Drake & Kendrick Lamar.  What a crew.  Crew full of sucking.

The song starts off with the word ‘fucking’ being used 7 times out of 9 lines of so called lyrics.

I love bad bitches, that’s my fucking problem
And yeah I like to fuck, I got a fucking problem
I love bad bitches, that’s my fucking problem
And yeah I like to fuck I got a fucking problem
I love bad bitches, that’s my fucking problem
And yeah I like to fuck, I got a fucking problem
If finding somebody real is your fucking problem
Bring your girls to the crib maybe we can solve it

Solid lyric writing skills there I must say.  Here is the rest.  This great song goes on to say:

[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
Hold up, bitches simmer down
Taking hella long, bitch give it to me now
Make that thing pop like a semi or a nine
Ooh baby like it raw with the shimmy shimmy ya, huh
A$AP get like me
Never met a motherfucker fresh like me
All these motherfuckers wanna dress like me
Put the chrome to your dome, make you sweat like Keith

Cause I’m the nigga, the nigga nigga, like how you figure?
Getting figures and fuckin’ bitches, she rolling Swishers
Brought her bitches, I brought my niggas, they getting bent up off the liquor
She love my licorice, I let her lick it
They say money make a nigga act nigger-ish
But least a nigga nigga rich
I be fucking broads like I be fucking bored
Turn a dyke bitch out, have her fucking boys, beast

“All these motherfuckers wanna dress like me.”  No we don’t.  Seems his lyric writing skills consists of only two things.  Using the word ‘nigga’ as much as possible and talking about fucking women.

Next up is Drake.  Fucking all-star here.

[Verse 2: Drake]
Ooh, I know you love it when this beat is on
Make you think about all of the niggas you’ve been leadin’ on
Make me think about all of the rappers I’ve been feedin’ on
Got a feelin’ that’s the same dudes that we speakin’ on, oh word?
Ain’t heard my album? Who you sleepin’ on?
You should print the lyrics out and have a fuckin’ read-along
Ain’t a fuckin’ sing-along ‘less you brought the weed along
Then ju.. (Okay, I got it)
Then just drop down and get yo’ eagle on
Or we can stare up at the stars and put the Beatles on
All that shit you talkin’ ’bout is not up for discussion
I will pay to make it bigger, I don’t pay for no reduction
If it’s comin’ from a nigga I don’t know, then I don’t trust it
If you comin’ for my head, then motherfucker get to bustin’
Yes Lord, I don’t really say this often
But this long dick nigga ain’t for the long talkin’, I beast

*sigh*  He does save his best writing ability for the end that even John Lennon/Paul McCartney would be proud of.  That is the, “But this long dick nigga ain’t for the long talkin’, I beast” line.

Finally, Kendrick Lamar is up.  Fucking all-star.

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]

Yeah ho, this the finale
My pep talk turn into a pep rally
Say she from the hood but she live inside in the valley now
Vaca’d in Atlanta, then she goin’ back to Cali, mmm
Got your girl on my line, world on my line
The irony, I fuck em at the same damn time
She eyeing me like a nigga don’t exist
Girl, I know you want this di–
Girl, I’m Kendrick Lamar
AKA Benz is to me just a car
That mean your friends-es need be up to par
See my standards are pampered by threesomes tomorrow, mmm
Kill em all dead bodies in the hallway
Don’t get involved, listen what the crystal ball say
Halle Berry, hallelujah
Holla back I’ll do ya, beast

“I can’t write worth a shit and have absolutely zero creativity so I talk about fucking women all the time.” – Kendrick Lamar

If you actually want to watch this shitfest then have at it.

So there you have it.  I think the words speak for themselves.  I’ll simply leave it at this.  Below is one chorus…ONE…from Tupacs song All Eyez On Me.  It blows every lyric ever written by ASAP Rockey, 2 Chainz, Drake & Kendrick Lamar combined together for the rest of their life OUT OF THE WATER.  That tells you something.

I bet you got it twisted you don’t know who to trust
So many playa hating niggaz tryin to sound like us
Say they ready for the funk, but I don’t think they knowin
Straight to the depths of hell is where those cowards goin
Well are you still down nigga? Holla when you see me
And let these devils be sorry for the day they finally freed me
I got a caravan of niggaz every time we ride (every time we ride)
Hittin motherfuckers up when we pass by (when we pass by)
Until I die; live the life of a boss playa
Cause even when I’m high, fuck with me and get crossed later
The futures in my eyes, cause all I want is cash and thangs
A five-double-oh – Benz flauntin flashy rings, uhh
Bitches pursue me like a dream
Been know to disappear before your eyes just like a dope fiend
It seems – my main thang was to be major paid
The game sharper than a motherfuckin razor blade
Say money bring bitches, bitches bring lies
One nigga’s gettin jealous, and motherfuckers died
Depend on me like the first and fifteenth
They might hold me for a second, but these punks won’t get me
We got foe niggaz, and lowriders, in ski masks
screamin Thug Life every time they pass {All Eyez On Me}

 

 

 

Taylor Swift I Knew You Were Trouble Terrible Song Lyrics

Terrible Song Lyrics of The Week – Taylor Swift (I Knew You Were Trouble) – 01/13/2013

Taylor Swift I Knew You Were Trouble Terrible Song LyricsThis weeks terrible song lyrics of the week are from Taylor Swifts song I Knew You Were Trouble.  It is from her fourth studio album, Red (2012). It was released on October 9, 2012, in the United States by Big Machine Records as the third promotional single from the album.

Which part of the lyrics are terrible you ask?  ALL OF THEM and here is why.

After going through her lyrics I was wondering if I should call the police or not.  After reading the first part of her lyrics..

Once upon time
A few mistakes ago
I was in your sights
You got me alone
You found me
You found me
You found me

I thought “OH NO!  Taylor Swift has been raped before!  Or kidnapped!  I don’t know which one but it sure sounds like the beginning of a raping or kidnapping!”

Then..

I guess you didn’t care
And I guess I liked that
And when I fell hard
You took a step back
Without me, without me, without me

Sounds like he then hits her.  To pull off a successful kidnap or rape you need to hit something and apparently it was Taylor Swift and she liked it.

And he’s long gone
When he’s next to me
And I realize the blame is on me

She says he is long gone now so now I’m suspecting a rape at this point because to kidnap you need to bring the kidnapee with you.  I’m still confused but then..

Cause I knew you were trouble when you walked in
So shame on me now
Flew me to places i’d never been
So you put me down oh
I knew you were trouble when you walked in
So shame on me now
Flew me to places i’d never been
Now i’m lying on the cold hard ground
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble

FUCK!  Ok now I’m suspecting a kidnapping again because now he is flying her to places she has never been.  Solid kidnap move.

No apologies
He’ll never see you cry
Pretend he doesn’t know
That he’s the reason why
You’re drowning, you’re drowning, you’re drowning

Just completely lost at this point.  The rest of the lyrics go on.

And I heard you moved on
From whispers on the street
A new notch in your belt
Is all I’ll ever be
And now I see, now I see, now I see
He was long gone
When he met me
And I realize the joke is on me

I knew you were trouble when you walked in
So shame on me now
Flew me to places i’d never been
So you put me down oh
I knew you were trouble when you walked in
So shame on me now
Flew me to places i’d never been
Now i’m lying on the cold hard ground
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble

When your sadest fear comes creeping in
That you never loved me or her or anyone or anything
Yeah

I knew you were trouble when you walked in
So shame on me now
Flew me to places i’d never been
So you put me down oh
I knew you were trouble when you walked in
So shame on me now
Flew me to places i’d never been
Now i’m lying on the cold hard ground
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble

I knew you were trouble when you walked in
Trouble, trouble, trouble
I knew you were trouble when you walked in
Trouble, trouble, trouble!

My conclusion is that this is a raping/kidnapping/but not really…kind of thing.  If Taylor Swift wouldn’t be such a drama queen she would have just gotten to the point at the beginning of the song and not fucked around.

So this leaves everyone around the world wondering, IS THIS A RAPING OR A KIDNAPPING TAYLOR SWIFT?!?!?!? WHICH IS IT?!?

 

Terrible Song Lyrics of The Week – Ke$ha (Die Young) – 12/30/2012

Ke$ha_die_youngThe feature of this weeks ‘”Terrible Song Lyrics of The Week” is the one and only Ke$ha from her oh so terrible song ‘Die Young.’  Die Young is a single off her album Warrior.

Young hunks, taking shots
Stripping down to dirty socks
Music up, gettin’ hot
Kiss me, give me all you’ve got
It’s pretty obvious that you’ve got a crush (you know)
That magic in your pants, it’s making me blush (for sure)

These young hunks are taking shots and stripping down to their socks.  First of all, that’s illegal.  You can’t get nude in a bar dummy!  I’ve seen some wild drunks but I’ve never seen young hunks taking shots stripping down to dirty socks.  Second, you have nude hunks in their dirty socks and now they are dancing on the dance floor?  I’m confused.  That just wouldn’t fly.  Third, some people may have a crush on you but I sure don’t.  That magic in my pants that you speak of is that of a boner DYING.  So if that makes you blush, your priorities are pretty low.

In summary, you have naked hunks, nude down to their dirty socks, dancing around with boners.  Fannnntastic.

You can see the rest of the lyrics below.  Although, if nobody hears from you after reading them, I’ll assume you drowned yourself in gasoline and set yourself on fire.

“Die Young”

I hear your heart beat to the beat of the drums
Oh, what a shame that you came here with someone
So while you’re here in my arms
Let’s make the most of the night like we’re gonna die young

We’re gonna die young
We’re gonna die young

Let’s make the most of the night like we’re gonna die young

Let’s make the most of the night like we’re gonna die young

Young hearts, out our minds
Running ’til we outta time
Wild child’s lookin’ good
Living hard just like we should
Don’t care who’s watching when we tearing it up (You Know)
That magic that we got nobody can touch (For sure)

Looking for some trouble tonight (yeah)
Take my hand, I’ll show you the wild, side
Like it’s the last night of our lives (uh huh)
We’ll keep dancing ’til we die

I hear your heart beat to the beat of the drums
Oh, what a shame that you came here with someone
So while you’re here in my arms,
Let’s make the most of the night like we’re gonna die young

We’re gonna die young
We’re gonna die young

Let’s make the most of the night like we’re gonna die young

Let’s make the most of the night like we’re gonna die young

Young hunks, taking shots
Stripping down to dirty socks
Music up, gettin’ hot
Kiss me, give me all you’ve got
It’s pretty obvious that you’ve got a crush (you know)
That magic in your pants, it’s making me blush (for sure)

Looking for some trouble tonight (yeah)
Take my hand, I’ll show you the wild side
Like it’s the last night of our lives (uh huh)
We’ll keep dancing ’til we die

I hear your heart beat to the beat of the drums
Oh, what a shame that you came here with someone
So while you’re here in my arms,
Let’s make the most of the night like we’re gonna die young

I hear your heart beat to the beat of the drums
Oh, what a shame that you came here with someone
So while you’re here in my arms
Let’s make the most of the night like we’re gonna die young

We’re gonna die young
We’re gonna die young

Let’s make the most of the night like we’re gonna die young