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Wickzki
Definitely Sam MacLure.
- Oct 1, 2010
- 25,432
- 60,050
- AFL Club
- Carlton
- Other Teams
- Ophidians Old Boys, Blazers, MCFC
(Verse 1)
Yo, check it out, I'm here to confess,
When it comes to singin', I'm a certified mess.
Can't hit a note, not even close,
My vocal skills, man, they straight up gross.
I try to belt it out, but it sounds like a squeak,
Neighbors bangin' on my wall every day of the week.
Karaoke nights, I'm a total disaster,
Can't carry a tune, I'm a pitch imposter.
(Hook)
I'm a bad singer, don't you know?
But I still rock the mic at every show.
Can't hold a melody, but I got that flow,
I'm a 90s rap star, here we go!
(Verse 2)
In the shower, I'm hittin' high notes galore,
But step out the bathroom, can't sing no more.
Friends laugh, cover their ears in dread,
"Stick to rappin'," that's what they said.
Auto-tune can't save me, it's a hopeless fight,
Even Simon Cowell said, "Please, take a hike."
But I'm not stoppin', got that 90s vibe,
Rap game strong, and that's no jive.
(Hook)
I'm a bad singer, don't you know?
But I still rock the mic at every show.
Can't hold a melody, but I got that flow,
I'm a 90s rap star, here we go!
(Bridge)
Yo, I might be tone-deaf, but I got that beat,
Lyrics so fresh, can't nobody compete.
So when it comes to singin', I just rap instead,
Keepin' it real with the rhymes in my head.
(Verse 3)
So remember my name, when you hear this jam,
The singer who's bad, but don't give a damn.
I might not croon like them R&B kings,
But when it comes to rap, I got the wings.
Laugh all you want, I’ll keep doin' my thing,
Bad singer for life, but a rap kingpin.
From the 90s era, I’ll never let go,
Keepin' it fresh, with my off-key flow.
(Hook)
I'm a bad singer, don't you know?
But I still rock the mic at every show.
Can't hold a melody, but I got that flow,
I'm a 90s rap star, here we go!
(Outro)
Yo, bad singer or not, I'm still in the game,
Spittin' these rhymes, chasin' that fame.
So grab the mic, let's start the show,
With my 90s rap style, let's go, let's go!
Yo, check it out, I'm here to confess,
When it comes to singin', I'm a certified mess.
Can't hit a note, not even close,
My vocal skills, man, they straight up gross.
I try to belt it out, but it sounds like a squeak,
Neighbors bangin' on my wall every day of the week.
Karaoke nights, I'm a total disaster,
Can't carry a tune, I'm a pitch imposter.
(Hook)
I'm a bad singer, don't you know?
But I still rock the mic at every show.
Can't hold a melody, but I got that flow,
I'm a 90s rap star, here we go!
(Verse 2)
In the shower, I'm hittin' high notes galore,
But step out the bathroom, can't sing no more.
Friends laugh, cover their ears in dread,
"Stick to rappin'," that's what they said.
Auto-tune can't save me, it's a hopeless fight,
Even Simon Cowell said, "Please, take a hike."
But I'm not stoppin', got that 90s vibe,
Rap game strong, and that's no jive.
(Hook)
I'm a bad singer, don't you know?
But I still rock the mic at every show.
Can't hold a melody, but I got that flow,
I'm a 90s rap star, here we go!
(Bridge)
Yo, I might be tone-deaf, but I got that beat,
Lyrics so fresh, can't nobody compete.
So when it comes to singin', I just rap instead,
Keepin' it real with the rhymes in my head.
(Verse 3)
So remember my name, when you hear this jam,
The singer who's bad, but don't give a damn.
I might not croon like them R&B kings,
But when it comes to rap, I got the wings.
Laugh all you want, I’ll keep doin' my thing,
Bad singer for life, but a rap kingpin.
From the 90s era, I’ll never let go,
Keepin' it fresh, with my off-key flow.
(Hook)
I'm a bad singer, don't you know?
But I still rock the mic at every show.
Can't hold a melody, but I got that flow,
I'm a 90s rap star, here we go!
(Outro)
Yo, bad singer or not, I'm still in the game,
Spittin' these rhymes, chasin' that fame.
So grab the mic, let's start the show,
With my 90s rap style, let's go, let's go!