Maar ik doe het lekker toch:
RAPMUZIEK!
Kijk het is niet dat ik er echt een hekel aanheb, ik vind die liedjes van Eminem (hoewel ze soms iets té zijn) op zich nog wel kunnen want die gáán ergens over.. maar ik vind die hele Gangsterscene helemaal niks.. 50 cent bijvoorbeeld, die echt over niks 'rapt' zoals candyshopt enzo, en maar zo veel mogelijk vrouwen zonder shirt in beeld he!
Nou zat ik net radio te luisteren en kwam Snoop "doggy" Dogg langs samen met Akon.. hier een (lichtelijk gesensureerde versie van de songtekst..

Akon ft. Snoop Dogg And Plies
I Wanna fiets You
[Akon:] Convict!
[Plies:] Plies!
[Akon:] Convict...Music...and you know we a front.
[Chorus: Akon]
I see you windin n grindin up on that pole,
I kno u see me lookin' at you and you already kno
I wanna f*ck you, you already know, i wanna f*ck you, you already kno
[Verse 1: Plies]
I wanna sit u ????
and show u what a real nigga wit money do
I'm caked up and well respected wit sh*t to prove
to be straight up with cha I wanna f*ck u
I'm a street nigaa so u kno I aint ???
want u to bust it open so I can drop tht d*ck in ya
I'm thug nd x-rated plus I'm a real nigga
I wanna lay tht p*ssy I dont want ur fone numba
I wanna take u to the crib and f*ck u to sleep
I let u get a lil rest and wake u up and beat
I bet a stack u aint met a nigga f*ck betta than me
and I have b*tches swear 2 god I was on three
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Snoop]
Money in the air as mo feel grad you by your coat tail take you to the motel, hoe sale,
dont tell, wont tell, baby said I dont talk dogg but she told on me, oh well,
take a picture wit me, what the flick gon do, baby stick to me & ima stick on u,
if u pick me then ima pick on you, d-o-double g and im here to put this d*ck on you,
I'm stuck on p*ssy n urs is right, wrip ridinin them poles and them doors is tight
and ima get me a shot for the end of the night cuz p*ssy is p*ssy and baby ur p*ssy for life.
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Plies]
Let me fill u up wit liquor and f*ck it out cha,
lay u flat on ur back and get tht noise out ya,
feel it in ya stomach tearin tht back up out cha
I wanna hear u moan baby I wanna hear u holla,
dont worry about ya hair do I'll shoot u a few dollas,
just when u start ridin me get on them toes for me,
I dont like a quiet f*ck so tell me how u want it,
u needa act like its yurr d*ck while u on it,
I kno I'mma freak baby nd im luvin dat,
now I needa get u on the same level where im at,
but when I get ya out there aint no turnin back,
and I'mma take u from likin' it to lovin s*x.
[Chorus]
[Verse 4: Plies]
And if the p*ssy good I'll f*ck ya a week straight,
and meet ya at ya crib and f*ck u on ya lunch break,
cuz I'mma stay up in dat p*ssy till ur numb babe,
and put tears in yur eyes and a smile on ya face,
gimme dat p*ssy one time thts all it takes,
and I'mma treat u like a big girl okayy,
and I can tell u even then i can see ya legs shake,
and at tht point imma give it to u all the way,
cuz I'mma make u wanna f*ck me erryday,
f*ck me at ya own risk is wht I'm tryenna say,
cuz I'mma have ur nose? wide open after dis,
nd make ur panties get wet wen u think about the d*ck,
u wanna leave me alone but u cant quit,
wheneva I aint in that p*ssy u feel sick,
the more times I get it the better it get,
so next time u see me think about dis.
[Chorus]
[Verse 5: Akon]
Shorty I can see u aint lonely handfull of niggas n they all got cheese,
so u lookin at me now whats it gonna be just another tease far as I can see,
tryin get u up out this club if it means spendin' a couple dubs,
throwin bout 30 stacks in the back make it rain like that cuz I'm far from a scrub,
u kno my pedigree, ex-deala use to move phetamines,
girl I spend money like it dont mean nuthin n besides I got a thing for u.
[Chorus]
[Verse 6: Snoop]
Mobbin' through club in low pressin im sittin in the back in the smokers section (just smokin),
birds eye, I got a clear view, you cant see me but I can see u (baby I see u),
its cool we jet the mood is set,
your p*ssy is wet u rubbin your back and touchin your neck,
ur body is movin' u humpin' n jumpin' ur titties is bouncin' u smilin' n grinin' n lookin at me.
[Verse 7: Akon]
Girl n while your looking at me im ready to hit the caddy right up on the patio move the patty to the caddy,
baby u got a phatty the type i like to marry wantin to just give u everythin n thats kinda scary,
cuz I'm lovin the way you shake your ass , bouncin', got me tippin' my glass,
lil' mully dont get caught up to fast but i got a thing for you.
[Chorus x2]
[Akon:] Girl...
Het enige wat ik hierop kan zeggen is; NAJAAAA!!
Ik vind dat hele Yo ik ben een nigga uit tha Hood yo ik ben though ook wel zo dom..
En dan kunnen ze wel zeggen dat wij discrimineren, maar je hoort de blanken volgens mij niet roepen "Yo ik ben een boerenpummel uit de goot en ik ben neergeschoten yo"..
Het is zo dat je om een succesvolle rapper te zijn: zwart moet zijn, (oke, met uitzondering van) veel gediscrimineerd moet zijn, 10 keer moet neergeschoten zijn en vooral véél elende meemaken, anders kun je geen enkele tekst schrijven die zo diepzinnig is als de tekst: "pasteitje, cakje, pasteitje, magnetron"! (en dat zouden we toch heel jammer vinden...)
Ben ik nou de enige die me hier zo uitermate aan ergert??