Here is a nice little spoof I did on the Dr. Dre song Forgot About Dre. Check out the link and know what you think. Lyrics are included below.
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Yall know Deb still the same old fag
He’s never low key
Hated on by most of these ants
Overseas, he squeals, has no G’s, no friends and no keys
No bros, no ants mobile and no trees
Mad at Dave
Cause he finally afford provide his family with groceries
Charlottsville in the studio and its all full of tracks
To add to their wall of plaques
Hanging up in Dave’s office in the back of his house with Grammies
But yall think Deb is gonna let his mouth freeze
Ho freeze
He says that we bow down on both knees
Says Jimi Thing taught him to smoke trees
Who do you think brought old Dave cds
Get In Line, Raven, and Proudest Monkeys and then Crash Into Mes
An album with the motherfuckin Dreamin Tree
He gave you live tapes of dope songs
To **** when you stroll through your hood
But when Everyday wasn’t selling too good
You cried that it wasn’t the Big 3
Deb you better listen up closely
All the times you said Dave turned pop
And the firm flopped
You are the reason Dave ain’t been getting no sleep
So fuck Deb and all of yall
If you don’t like Dave blow me
You’re gonna keep fucking around the scene
Til Dave goes back to the Big 3
Nowadays Debbie Downer wanna talk like he got something to say
But nothing comes out when you move you lips
Just a buncha gibberish
And Debbie Downer act like he forgot about Dave
So what do you say to a Dave song you hate
Or any ant trying to bring trouble your way
Wanna resolve things on a message board say
Just study a tape of 2000 Dave
One tape Deb was walking by
With his walkman on
When I caught that guy giving in awkward eye
And strangled him in the parkin lot with his Hani Haani
I don’t give a fuck if its Stand Up or not
Its harder than Britney so Linkin Park
But Deb’s drunk as fuck
Right next to a humongous dick in his parents garage
Hobblin out with two broken legs tryin to walk it off
Fuck you too Deb call the cops
I’ll beat you and your loud ass motherfucking Ants dogs
And when the Deb came through
Me and Dave stood next to his burnt down house
With a show full of Bayou and Smooth Rider batches
And Dream Girl closed out
From here on out its DMB Part 2
Starting today and tomorrows a new
But Deb’s still loco enough to post that Dave’s last album blew
Debbie Downer more beef than a quarter pounder
In his 92 Acura with the windows down
Pumpin Dave songs from the early nineties
Callin his ladies
Sorry Deb but you are crazy
Hating on Some Devil and Save Me
It’s ok Deb go with Dave baby
If it was up to Deb
Dave would only play stuff off the Big 3
Put your hands up if you can see
Like Deb wants something free
When Daves last last cd was out you wasn’t bumpin DMB
But now that hes got new company
You wanna cry that he’s worse than some disease
But you wont get another Big 3
Cause Dave’s from the streets of Africa
I told you Deb
All them first three albums
Who you think helped sold em all
Now you wanna run around talking bout songs
Like he ain’t got none
What you think Dave sold em all
Cause he’s stayed well off
Now all Deb does is send hate mail all day saying Dave fell off
What cause JTR didn’t get written into the set
You wanna post and go off
Dave aint having that
This is a new millennium you fag
There might be a new album after that
So give Dave one more platinum plaque or listen to rap
You’re such a hack
So where’s all the Big 3 songs at
It’s like a cry baby in this habitat
But Deb’s a pussy cat
Cause he posts Daves whack
And cries cuddled with his cabbage patch