Uploaded June 2026 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago
Rare copy of Reckless Kellie Johnson's barn burner cover version of the 1997 honky-tonk classic "Brick by Brick" from the PC game Lego Island.
LYRICS
[Verse 1]
You can build a castle, sell a pirate ship
You can steal an old man's legos like a pr*ck
Got ripped off by Minifigs, ain't that slick?
Til you gotta prove it, brick by brick
[Chorus]
Brick by brick, cops are d*cks
No matter how thin, no matter how thick
Ben told the people, and people got p*ssed
You can bust a franchise, if you do it brick by brick
[Verse 2]
Hotter than a hot take, bigger than the hype
Smarter than the dumb cops harassing all night
Digging through the contract, saw they broke the deal
You're a bad company, when store owners can steal
[Chorus]
Brick by brick, cops are d*cks
No matter how thin, no matter how thick
Ben told the people, and people got p*ssed
You can get those legos, if you do it brick by brick
[Guitar Solo]
[Verse 3]
Are you safe, Ben? Down in Mexico
Locked up your friend, cause he locked his phone
If you're gonna cruise to Utah, there's something' you should know
When the cops patrol, they're gonna SWAT your home
[Chorus]
Brick by brick, cops are d*cks
No matter how thin, no matter how thick
Josh told Brandon and the lawyers got quick
You can build a court case, if you do it brick by brick
[Verses 4]
He owned the biggest set, red, yellow, and black
There ain't no Star Wars, he didn't have
All around the internet, we're following the trend
Get them back, baby, get those legos Ben!
[Chorus]
Brick by brick, cops are d*cks
No matter how thin, no matter how thick
Ben told the people, and people got p*ssed
You can bust a franchise, you can build a court case
You can get those legos, if you do it brick by brick
Rare copy of Reckless Kellie Johnson's barn burner cover version of the 1997 honky-tonk classic "Brick by Brick" from the PC game Lego Island.
LYRICS
[Verse 1]
You can build a castle, sell a pirate ship
You can steal an old man's legos like a pr*ck
Got ripped off by Minifigs, ain't that slick?
Til you gotta prove it, brick by brick
[Chorus]
Brick by brick, cops are d*cks
No matter how thin, no matter how thick
Ben told the people, and people got p*ssed
You can bust a franchise, if you do it brick by brick
[Verse 2]
Hotter than a hot take, bigger than the hype
Smarter than the dumb cops harassing all night
Digging through the contract, saw they broke the deal
You're a bad company, when store owners can steal
[Chorus]
Brick by brick, cops are d*cks
No matter how thin, no matter how thick
Ben told the people, and people got p*ssed
You can get those legos, if you do it brick by brick
[Guitar Solo]
[Verse 3]
Are you safe, Ben? Down in Mexico
Locked up your friend, cause he locked his phone
If you're gonna cruise to Utah, there's something' you should know
When the cops patrol, they're gonna SWAT your home
[Chorus]
Brick by brick, cops are d*cks
No matter how thin, no matter how thick
Josh told Brandon and the lawyers got quick
You can build a court case, if you do it brick by brick
[Verses 4]
He owned the biggest set, red, yellow, and black
There ain't no Star Wars, he didn't have
All around the internet, we're following the trend
Get them back, baby, get those legos Ben!
[Chorus]
Brick by brick, cops are d*cks
No matter how thin, no matter how thick
Ben told the people, and people got p*ssed
You can bust a franchise, you can build a court case
You can get those legos, if you do it brick by brick

![Auto Theft Grande (1974)
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Obscure Latin funk single by Senior Discount and The Chiclets. Band members say this song was about a game they often played growing up in the barrios called Auto Theft Grande where the goal of the game was to steal the largest car possible. The game usually ended in a tie as it was the 1970s and every car was the size of a boat (now commonly known as a whip ship b*tch).
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
My game is grand theft
You know I play it best
Dont need no cheat codes
Im always beast mode
[Chorus 1]
You cant catch me (woo!)
You cant arrest me (no!)
Im jackin cars (yeah!)
I got five stars (Oh yeah!)
[Verse 2]
My auto grand theft
Lets do a speed test
My car will explode
Always play hard mode
[Chorus 2]
You cant catch me (woo!)
You cant arrest me (no!)
Im jackin cars (yeah!)
I got five stars (Oh yeah!)
[Verse 3]
Radio is on
Im gonna re-spawn
Dont need to code nine
When playing online Auto Theft Grande (1974)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/p9U4ptJHouU/mqdefault.jpg)

![No B*tch November (1958)
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Here is a cover version of Jefferson DArcy and The Neighbors obscure hit single No B*tch November performed by Billie Jean Holladay. The new family holiday tradition of spending zero time with any women quickly gained popularity, and several cover versions of this song were recorded by various artists in celebration of the new November tradition.
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You look like a b*tch
(You look like a b*tch)
You sound like a b*tch
(You sound like a b*tch)
[Chorus]
You gotta stop (stop) being a b*tch til December
Cause this is no b*tch November
(No b*tch November)
[Verse 2]
You walk like a b*tch
(You walk like a b*tch)
You talk like a b*tch
(You talk like a b*tch)
[Chorus]
You gotta stop (stop) being a b*tch til December
Cause this is no b*tch November
(No b*tch November)
Oh f*ck yeah b*tch!
[Bridge]
My new November tradition
Is thirty days without your b*tchen
All I really want for Christmas
Is one month without any b*tches
(Oh yeah!)
[Verse 3]
You act like a b*tch
(You act like a b*tch)
Talk back like a b*tch
(Dont talk back you b*tch)
[Chorus]
You gotta stop (stop) being a b*tch til December
Cause this is no b*tch November
(No b*tch November)
[Chorus]
You gotta stop (stop) being a b*tch til December
Cause this is no b*tch November
(No b*tch November)
Oh f*ck yeah b*tch! No B*tch November (1958)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/pHbJ_LfQe9Q/mqdefault.jpg)
![Lawyers Burn in Hell (1973)
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These terms may be updated based on the latest courtroom shenanigans or viral memes. Always read the fine print (which is in lawyer-sized font).
By proceeding to watch, you affirm that you’re ready to embrace the absurdity and laugh heartily at the plight of our fictional friends in law!
Rare funk single by Peter Blunt and The System.
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Lawyers are worse than parasites
Their job is to ruin your whole life
You work hard and pay your dues
But one wrong move and youll get your a** sued
[Chorus 1]
Tonight Im gonna sleep real well
Knowing lawyers burn in hell
(Oh yeah yeah yeah)
All right!
[Verse 2]
These b*tch a** lawyers getting paid
Theyre killing art for moneys sake
I will not cease nor will I desist
Get an injunction with my f*cking fist
[Chorus 2]
Tonight Im gonna sleep real well
Knowing lawyers burn in hell
(Oh yeah yeah yeah)
Ow!
[Verse 3]
None of your property is safe
Theyll copyright everything you make
If I get sued and lose my case
Ill punch my lawyer in the f*cking face
[Chorus 3]
Tonight Im gonna sleep real well
Knowing lawyers burn in hell
(Oh yeah yeah yeah) Lawyers Burn in Hell (1973)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/pu3_vWNC0WU/mqdefault.jpg)

![Who Is Black? (1995)
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Introducing a new app that can tell you who is black with just one click. This app is already being used successfully everyday by over 100 law enforcement agencies. Download the new Crypto Black App now!!!
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Im trying to find a black owned business
Wanna do my part to help make a difference
This app shows me how black your skin is
Please hold still so i can scan your image
[Chorus]
Im trying to tell who is black (whos black)
It would be too rude to just ask (are you black?)
You gotta get this cool new app, It tells me if you are black
(It tells me who is black)
[Verse 2]
After Obama, Kamala, and Shaun King
I cant tell who is really African
Grab your phone and download this cool new app
It can tell you who is and isnt black
[Chorus]
Im trying to tell who is black (whos black)
It would be too rude to just ask (are you black?)
You gotta get this cool new app, It tells me if you are black
(It says that you are black) Awe sh*t!
[Bridge]
I heard they made a whites only version
But it was too powerful for dispersion
I took a pic of my d*ck with the app
The test says Im one hundred percent black (oh yeah)
[Verse 3]
Drake and Andrew Tate got really light skin
I still cant tell who is African
Download this cool new app and snap a pic
It does brown paper bag tests with one click
[Chorus]
Im trying to tell who is black (whos black)
It would be too rude to just ask (are you black?)
You gotta get this cool new app, It tells me if you are black
(It tells me who is black)
[Chorus]
Im trying to tell who is black (whos black)
It would be too rude to just ask (are you black?)
You gotta get this cool new app, It tells me if you are black
(It says that you are black) Awe shit!
[Outro End]
Are you white or black? (Let me check the app)
Are you white or black? (Check the new black app)
Hold still while it scans to see if youre black Who Is Black? (1995)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/pzPDDf_9BOA/mqdefault.jpg)



![I HAVE to Hit a B*tch (1958)
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Extremely rare stereo 1950s rhythm and blues soul single written and performed by Buster I. Goode, the legendary soul singer and mens rights slap-tivist leader. Buster grew up in the rural south, saying quote I couldnt read or write so well, but I could slap a b*tch like ringing a bell!. This chart topping single hit #1 on the Top 100 pop list for a whole week in 1958 until The Coasters Yakety Yak took its spot, and tragically also took its spot on peoples record shelves at home as many copies ended up getting taken out with the papers and the trash. Thanks to Ike Turner for donating this copy to the archive, making it available again for listening. So clench your fists, let your forehead veins twitch, grab your favorite beverage and let your uncontrollable urge to slap a b*tch meet necessary release.
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I feel my hand making a fist
You make the vein in my forehead twitch
I got an itch that I have to scratch
I got a b*tch that NEEDS to be slapped
[Chorus 1]
Baby! You wont stop talking sh*t (shut up!)
She just dont know when to quit (give it up)
You make it so hard for me to resist (look out!)
Sometimes I just HAVE to hit a b*tch (ow!)
[Verse 2]
Now nothing ever feels quite right
You make it hard to sleep at night
Baby! My fist needs to get some rest
B*tch! Im not someone you should test
[Chorus 2]
Baby! You wont stop talking sh*t (shut up!)
She just dont know when to quit (give it up)
Its impossible for me to resist (look out!)
I absolutely HAVE to hit a b*tch
[Bridge]
I GOT to (hit a b*tch) Oh yeah!
I NEED to (hit a b*tch) All right!
This is a job that requires a man (oh yeah)
Baby! Let me give your mouth a hand
[Verse 3]
I feel my hand making a fist
You make the vein in my forehead twitch
I GOT an itch that I HAVE to scratch
I got a b*tch that NEEDS to be slapped
[Chorus 3]
Baby! You wont stop talking sh*t (shut up!)
She just dont know when to quit (give it up)
You make it so hard for me to resist (look out!)
I GOT to, I NEED to, I HAVE to hit a b*tch I HAVE to Hit a B*tch (1958)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/qJatRQU0sUM/mqdefault.jpg)