The Ducks Are My Friends (Mumble Rap Parody)

INTRO:
You can’t understand
No you can’t understand
You can’t understand
Ain’t no point in talking cos you can’t understand

CHORUS:
Made so much money out of mumbling I’m fronting like the world is in my hand
The world is in my hand
What in God’s name is the use of that
If you go around the world and find that they can’t understand

VERSE 1:
She was a stunner, Soviet stunner, her accent was Russian I felt myself running
My heart it was rushing my blood it was pumping I’m asking “will you be my lover”
She’s laughing at me, pointing her friends are there pointing
She looking me dead in the eye and says what?
Your shoe be your brother? What! Your shoe be you brother?

I’m running I’m jumping back in the car, where are we going oh take me so far
You can stop here and I’ll hide in the park, holding my knees and I’ll cry until dark
The ducks are my friends they understood what I said
They understood what I said
The geese are my friends, they understood what I said
When I said “bread, bread”

CHORUS
Made so much money out of mumbling I was fronting like the world is in my hand
The world is in my hand
What in God’s name is the use of that
If you go around the world and find that they can’t understand

VERSE 2
I was at home, been with this girl for a week and we’re there all alone and
She asked for some sweets, darling I’ll go, I’ll go to the shop for treat
She said “oh, we need the milk and the bread the beans”
Thought she said get me some methylamphetamines go see the fiend he sells me a bag
I take it back home with a drink and a snack and she tells me to “go!”
I said “I misunderstood” she said
“no, I cannot be tricked I cannot be used!”
“I got it for you, and now I’m confused what do I do?”
Heading back home, thought I was in for night getting high
Now I’m here all alone and I’m steering the car,
and the phone it show up with a message from her:
“Don’t be calling again”

CHORUS
Made so much money out of mumbling I’m  fronting like the world is in my hand
The world is in my hand
Been around the world now and all I found all I found
They can’t understand, they can’t understand

Made so much money out of mumbling I was fronting like the world is in my hand
The world is in my hand
What in God’s name is the use of that
If you go around the world and find that they can’t understand

Autotuned Mumble Trap

After listening to the charts and hearing a lot of music with no heart just quantized auto tuned mumbling I decided to make my own.

As you can barely hear them in the song I have posted the lyrics below.

 

CHORUS X2

Auto tune me Imma mumble

Snare drum like a machine gun

Thought somebody understood me

That was only in my dream son

 

can’t calculate pi when I got a slate and a stone chisel cause I can never carve eight

devastate the john with the paper been too long

knocking on the door theres a queue in the yellow line

on the yayo line circling the wolf pack everglades gentle ben

bear faced gentlemen

hiding in the park with the brief case oil paint

can’t take a forger now the portions of a clown feet flapping me down street

paving stone never cracks cracker jacks rice cake mouth dry from the snacks

been on the bear hunt chased by the grizzly

only had a cigerello never had a rizla,

fizzy popping all night, crunk drink medicine

mixing up the blue water crushing in the tic tacs

better get a quick snack quick break kit kats getting late

called her on the bean tin, string connect

 

CHORUS X 2

Auto tune me Imma mumble

Snare drum like a machine gun

Thought somebody understood me

That was only in my dream son

 

She been playing tennis on the court in her tennis whites

and it’s night now so she glowing in the street light

girl what you doing bouncing balls on your wall now

fall down I’m appalled now

now she giving a list for the supermarket but it’s only been a minute since I bust a nut

and a minute of my loving and I can’t have a bust up

she ain’t like the marmite or marmalade

and I must say I got a link a farm wife

said she in the shed in the hay

and the feds called said they had my name

saw me on the webcam leopard skin trunks

speedos in the pool with the ear buds

playing funk record label said my rhyme

clear mud in the mix muddied up messing up the track quick

Sipping on the nesquick I been blazing on the banana skins

And smelling like a cess pit

 

CHORUS X 2

Auto tune me Imma mumble

Snare drum like a machine gun

Thought somebody understood me

That was only in my dream son

Gander

The next parody is ready, and this time I decided to change Panda into Gander. It’s about a bloke who has gone a bit Norman Bates because his mum didn’t read him enough fairy tales.

The original Panda is here: