A burning question
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I cannot remember if this has ever been asked on ILM before, but anyway, it comes out of a chat I had on teh Gmail last night.
What is better: COUNTING in songs, or SPELLING in songs? Particularly good or rub examples of both welcome.
Supplementary question: Is counting down better than counting up?
What is better: COUNTING in songs, or SPELLING in songs? Particularly good or rub examples of both welcome.
Supplementary question: Is counting down better than counting up?
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Date: 2007-05-26 07:57 am (UTC)I declare this one a draw!
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Date: 2007-05-27 04:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-26 09:32 am (UTC)Also I'm a careless speller.
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Date: 2007-05-26 10:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-26 11:09 am (UTC)Counting: Every garage rock song ever. Cornelius - Count five or six.
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Date: 2007-05-26 11:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-26 12:11 pm (UTC)"Y-O-U-R making this hard"
"T to the A to the S-T-E-Y girl you tasty"
MISSY ELLIOTT: SPELLING BEE
Date: 2007-05-26 12:14 pm (UTC)I hope you can s-p-e-l-l
Nigga please you don't know me that well
I got a truck sittin on sprewells
My flow tight as h-e-double-l
[Verse One]
If you is a h-o-e get a j-o-b
I'm h-o-t on the t-o-p
Mister Mosely get the b-e-a-t
Don't copy this here cause I done d-i-d
It could get h-e-c-t-i-c
f-i-s-t in your f-a-c-e
Y'all don't know how crazy Missy be
Don't t-r-y me I'm outta y'all league
Yes I'm bulletproof (nigga)
Bitches I ain't foolin you (nigga)
You better learn a thing or two
You don't really want it boo
[Chorus]
I hope you can s-p-e-l-l
Nigga please you don't know me that well
I got a truck sittin on sprewells
My flow tight as h-e-double-l
S-p-e-l-l
Nigga please you don't know me that well
I got a truck sittin on sprewells
My flow tight as h-e double l
[Verse Two]
You just crazy if you think you Jay-Z
Sure ain't me cause I r-a-p
I'm v-i-p not we that's me
Timmy this beat is a h-i-t
Listen to the t-r-a-c-k
On the M-i-say from the mother fuckin VA
Y'all know k-i-g-e-r-ty
If y'all ask me y'all style bootay
I hope you can s-p-e double L
I'm double XL y'all can all kiss tail
Y'all mother fuckers don't know me that well
My level be next and I'm not RL
And yes I'm bulletproof (nigga)
Bitches I ain't foolin you (nigga)
You better learn a thing or two
You don't really want it boo
[Chorus]
I hope you can s-p-e-l-l
Nigga please you don't know me that well
I got a truck sittin on sprewells
My flow tight as h-e-l-l
S-p-e-l-l
Nigga please you don't know me that well
I got a truck sittin on sprewells
My flow tight as h-e double l
[Verse Three]
I run yo block
I run them block
(Hah) Crack your windows cause I'm just that hot
That you forgot I got a big knot
(Cha-Ching) I must of hit the jackpot
I must of hit the jackpot cause my purse don't lie
The checks don't stop till they get writers block
Besta call the cops cause it'll put you in shock
Like the mind of Tupac I'ma rock 'till I drop
A-B-C-D-E-F-G
H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P u-s-s-y that's pussy
For the fake MC who test m-e
And yes I'm bulletproof (nigga)
Bitches I ain't foolin you (nigga)
You better learn a thing or two
You dont really want it boo
[Chorus]
I hope you can s-p-e-l-l
Nigga please you don't know me that well
I got a truck sittin on sprewells
My flow tight as h-e double l
Re: MISSY ELLIOTT: SPELLING BEE
Date: 2007-05-26 05:11 pm (UTC)LIL' KIM: SPELL CHECK
Date: 2007-05-26 12:15 pm (UTC)[20 seconds of instrumental to open]
[Lil' Kim]
I'm the L-I-L to the K-I-M
And not B-I-G, R.I.P. ba-by
I, rep BK and the, N.Y.C.
Don't no bitch do it like I D-I-D
And, since nine-six a chick been on TV
Like, MTV and, BET
So T-R-L and, one-oh-six
I'm in heavy R.O. when they play my shit
Momma push whips like BM Dubs
And your B.M. trip when she see me in the club
The man, five-oh, I don't see him in the club
Cause he out in the CT with a dick in his butt
Y'all stay OT while I stay O.C.
That's, out the country with the A-R-A-B's
With my girl M to the O to the E
She ride like a soldier, that's my co-D
I'm "Bella" to that death and, don't ask why
Cause the "Mafia" is P-U-S-S-Y
And I'm more nigga than them bitch-ass guys
Cause they took the stand, on the D.A.'s side
[Chorus: Lil' Kim]
I'm the B-A-D-D-E-S-T
Chick in the game - what the fuck I gotta spell it out?
I keep it G-A-N-G-S-T-A
What more can I say - what the fuck I gotta spell it out?
BK's finest, straight out the S-T-U-Y
And the girl stay fly - yo what the fuck I gotta spell it out?
It's the Q-U-double-E-N B-double-E
Hoes wanna be me - what the fuck I gotta spell it out?
[Lil' Kim]
I'm in the Lamb' or the Ferrari when I'm M.I.A.
Take the Spyder down the strip, when I'm in V-A
The game slow, gotta put a little work in D.C.
I ball like I'm WNBA's M.V.P.
On, ESPN or, NBC
I like it raw like my boy the late O.D.B.
Stop pullin out them burners on them DVD's
You gotta body a motherfucker to, impress me
My boys keep the M-A-C in the SUV
And they air somethin out on the, A-V-E
I'm in the B-E-N-Z doin a buck-oh-three
Tearin the clutch down on the B-Q-E
Get at niggaz quick if they try to move me
A.S.A.P. like, T.I.P.
You get chopped and screwed, honeygirl don't play
Nigga we "Ridin' Dirty" like U.G.K.
[Chorus]
[Lil' Kim]
Make a wish when you see me like a falling star
Give a lot of y'all careers, CPR
First lady at the top of, R-A-P
I'm on my T-O-E's gettin that D-O-E
B-I-G, M-O, M-M-A
No info, for the, D.E.A.
Federal agents mad cause I'm flagrant
Tapped the cell, and the phone in my basement
The IRS tryin to take my pay
And plus I'm bein spied on by the C.I.A.
I locks it, I'm toxic like DDT
My flow get'cha high like PCP
I'm number one downloaded on your MP3
I bang on you niggaz like an MPC
I make a nigga nut in his DNG's
Cause no one do it better than the one Q.B.
Case Closed
Date: 2007-05-26 11:12 pm (UTC)Re: Case Reopened
Date: 2007-05-27 05:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-27 05:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-27 04:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-27 04:20 pm (UTC)The Gossip - Listen up:
Count it with me now!
1, 2, 3 take it from me,
3, 4 so much trouble in store
4, 5 get it right,the first time
That doesn't even rhyme at the end.
On the other hand the Jacksons pulled it off pretty well:
A B C
Easy as...
1 2 3
Or simple as...
Do re mi
A B C, 1 2 3, baby, you and me, girl!
So maybe it depends on the song