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that mor*****a lyric brought me back... unimaginitive smoke sessions at homes belonging to people with no taste or decision making capabilities...
"hey, dude, you wanna listen to massive attack or morcheeba?"
i did once write a song full of the try, sky, fly, high, eye, my, bye, etc rhymes, but it was a pisstake. when i was seventeen. and it only used words that ryhme with sky. y'know, like force feeding the cliche to you until you puke and then, realising that you quite like regurgitated crap, eat it again.
i should look that out, actually. |
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