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Hark! A merry tune of the 1500's performed by Sir Edward Sirin, a ballad so bold and brash, it doth sing of women, once weary and wandering, returning to their kitchens with great zest! Forsooth, no longer shall they prattle nor prance in the streets, for their rightful place, so saith the jolly minstrel, is round the bubbling pot and hearthstone. With spatulas raised, they shalt stir, bake, and roast, whilst men folk bask in the glory of their well-fed bellies. Now away with thy nonsense and back to the hearth, fair maidens!
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
All thou dost is talk talk talk
But thou never listen (can ye hear me!)
Get thine a** back in the kitchen
And make me some chicken
[Turnaround]
Don't test me b*tch
(Don't test me b*tch)
[Verse 2]
My pimp hand is strong
And my patience is thin (so thin)
Quit all thy b*tchen,
Get back in the kitchen (I'm hungry)
[Turnaround]
Don't test me b*tch
(Don't test me b*tch)
[Chorus]
Thou shalt not test me b*tch
I will use my fist
I will smack thy lip
I will bust thy sh*t
[Bridge]
Talk back one more time (just one more time)
And this will be the scene of a crime
[Turnaround]
Try me b*tch, I dare thee
(Double dare thee b*tch)
[Verse 3]
My pimp hand is strong
And my patience is thin (so thin)
Quit all thy b*tchen
Get back in the kitchen (I'm hungry)
[Turnaround]
Don't test me b*tch
(Don't test me b*tch)
[Chorus]
Thou shalt not test me b*tch
I will use my fist
I will smack thy lip
I will bust thy sh*t
[Turnaround]
Don't test me b*tch
(Don't test me b*tch)
[Chorus]
Thou shalt not test me b*tch
I will use my fist
I will smack thy lip
I will bust thy sh*t
[Outro End]
Try me b*tch, I dare thee
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Hark! A merry tune of the 1500's performed by Sir Edward Sirin, a ballad so bold and brash, it doth sing of women, once weary and wandering, returning to their kitchens with great zest! Forsooth, no longer shall they prattle nor prance in the streets, for their rightful place, so saith the jolly minstrel, is round the bubbling pot and hearthstone. With spatulas raised, they shalt stir, bake, and roast, whilst men folk bask in the glory of their well-fed bellies. Now away with thy nonsense and back to the hearth, fair maidens!
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
All thou dost is talk talk talk
But thou never listen (can ye hear me!)
Get thine a** back in the kitchen
And make me some chicken
[Turnaround]
Don't test me b*tch
(Don't test me b*tch)
[Verse 2]
My pimp hand is strong
And my patience is thin (so thin)
Quit all thy b*tchen,
Get back in the kitchen (I'm hungry)
[Turnaround]
Don't test me b*tch
(Don't test me b*tch)
[Chorus]
Thou shalt not test me b*tch
I will use my fist
I will smack thy lip
I will bust thy sh*t
[Bridge]
Talk back one more time (just one more time)
And this will be the scene of a crime
[Turnaround]
Try me b*tch, I dare thee
(Double dare thee b*tch)
[Verse 3]
My pimp hand is strong
And my patience is thin (so thin)
Quit all thy b*tchen
Get back in the kitchen (I'm hungry)
[Turnaround]
Don't test me b*tch
(Don't test me b*tch)
[Chorus]
Thou shalt not test me b*tch
I will use my fist
I will smack thy lip
I will bust thy sh*t
[Turnaround]
Don't test me b*tch
(Don't test me b*tch)
[Chorus]
Thou shalt not test me b*tch
I will use my fist
I will smack thy lip
I will bust thy sh*t
[Outro End]
Try me b*tch, I dare thee
![Punch a Nerd (1980)
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Everything is different, but the same... things are more moderner than before... bigger, and yet smaller... its computers...
...San Dimas High School football rules!!!
Rare 80s funk single by Ace Letterman and The Starters.
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Dont know much about history
But I will cause you injury
Dont know much about a science book
But I can throw a mean left hook
[Chorus 1]
I dont really care what you heard
Sometimes you gotta punch a nerd
We dont need another expert
These scientists need to get hurt
[Verse 2]
Dont know much about geography
But I will kick you in the teeth
Dont tell me about algebra
Or I will punch you in the jaw
[Chorus 2]
I dont really care what you heard
Sometimes you gotta punch a nerd
Think youre smart but you dont know d*ck
Scientists need their dumb a** kicked
[Bridge]
I got your fact check right here
Its called my foot in your rear
If you dont get your facts straight
I will punch you in the face (Yeah!)
[Verse 3]
He helped me pass all my classes
But I dont hand out free passes
Ill still hit a kid with glasses
Ill kick all your f*cking a**es
[Chorus 3]
I dont really care what you heard
Sometimes you gotta punch a nerd
We dont need another expert
These scientists need to get hurt
[Chorus 4]
I dont really care what you heard
Sometimes you gotta punch a nerd
Think youre smart but you dont know d*ck
Scientists need their dumb a** kicked Punch a Nerd (1980)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/kWqArmklXsI/mqdefault.jpg)


![Thou Dinest Like Pigs (1521)
Hark ye! Lend thine ear to this rare version of thee hit song performed by Sir Bartholomew Jackson and The Squires. This special version was commissioned by The Earl of Sandwich in the year 1521 AD as a gift for his wife.
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Maiden! Thou dinest like pigs
Didst thou see that meal that thou almost missed
Id rather eat the ox chaff instead
Dining with thee I shall end up dead
Ask me not if I need a bib
Maiden thou dinest like pigs
[Verse 2]
She just ate through the bailiffs crop
I do not want to get the executioners block
Maiden! Heavens why did I let thee dine
Tis a miracle thou art still alive
Ask me not if I need a bib
Maiden thou dinest like pigs
[Chorus]
Woah woah woah woah
Look out! My damsel dineth
Watch out! My damsel dineth like pigs
Woah woah woah woah
Look out! My damsel dineth
Watch out! My damsel dineth like pigs
[Bridge]
Darling! Thou art such a greedy diner
How in Hades didst thou get thy gains
She sayeth nay ever binged she afore
Save she indulged at the byres store
Ask me not if I need a bib
Maiden thou dinest like pigs
[Chorus]
Woah woah woah woah
Look out! My damsel dineth
Watch out! My damsel dineth like pigs
Woah woah woah woah
Look out! My damsel dineth
Watch out! My damsel dineth like pigs Thou Dinest Like Pigs (1521)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/ktRdXt_kRQo/mqdefault.jpg)
![WANGHAT (2026)
Rare copy of Tuckers trap remix version of the 1988 funk pop hit single by Nate Higgs.
LYRICS
[Chorus]
Im a white a.. n.. going hard in these streets
Going non stop like your smoke alarm beeps
All of you n.. gone be s... out of luck
When these white a.. n... go hard as Tuck
(When these white a.. n... go hard as Tuck)
When these white a.. n.. go hard as f..
[Verse 1]
I speak perfect English with out any accent
I can read and write unlike half of these black kids
White Anglo Saxon Protestant represent
I can say the word n...r, cause n... we invented it
We got science medicine and technology
Every n... wants to live in my colony
So dont you lecture me with that equality s...
Were going hard as f... with no apologies, b...!
[Chorus]
Im a white a.. n.. going hard in these streets
Going non stop like your smoke alarm beeps
All of you n.. gone be s... out of luck
When these white a.. n... go hard as Tuck
(When these white a.. n... go hard as Tuck)
When these white a.. n.. go hard as f...
When these white a.. n.. go hard as f...
[Verse 2]
When it comes to work you know Im always on time
Youll never catch me late or see me cutting in line
All my neighbors love me cause Im such a nice guy
And I never take advice from a bunch of rabbis
No I cant spend a lot of time in the sun
But Ill always find time to spend with my son
And I use to call my dad at least once a week
Just to let him know Im going hard in these streets
[Chorus]
Im a white a.. n.. going hard in these streets
Going non stop like your smoke alarm beeps
All of you n.. gone be s... out of luck
When these white a.. n... go hard as Tuck
(When these white a.. n... go hard as f...)
When these white a.. n.. go hard as Tuck
When these white a.. n.. go hard as f...
[Verse 3]
I dont let nobody tell me what to do
No I aint listening to any whiny j...s
No n... gonna tell me not to love my own race
And were gonna put women back in their f... place
All my n... really f... love being white
And were never gonna say sorry for being right
And when whites are allowed to unite, good luck
Cause these white a.. n... go hard as Tuck!
[Chorus]
Im a white a.. n.. going hard in these streets
Going non stop like your smoke alarm beeps
All of you n.. gone be s... out of luck
When these white a.. n... go hard as Tuck
(When these white a.. n... go hard as Tuck)
When these white a.. n.. go hard as Tuck
When these white a.. n.. go hard as f...
When these white a.. n.. go hard as Tuck! WANGHAT (2026)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/kz67LgHNiR4/mqdefault.jpg)
![Squeal Like A Pig (1977)
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Colonel Cletus and The Rocky Mountain Oysters recorded this country western hit Squeal Like A Pig in response to the mass immigration of city slickers from California moving into his rural state. Cletus did not understand the situation, nor could he understand the intricacies of their liberal yuppie bullsh*t they brought with them. What Cletus did understand is how to use his music to help keep the Californians out; with a simple open threat of butt **** at anyone within earshot of my, cough... excuse me, his pickup truck. Needless to say this classic tune has aged like moonshine in oak barrels with a message more relevant today than ever.
[Verse 1]
Son you dont wanna come this way
Where you can hear the banjos play
My mind is small and my hog is big
Can I make you squeal like a pig
[Chorus]
Take my hog on your chinny chin chin
huff and puff and blow my house in
My mind is small and my hog is big
Can I make you squeal like a pig
[Verse 2]
Saw you boys going down the river
I got me an ance to deliver
My mind is small and my hog is big
You best go back to where you live
[Verse 3]
Its best you boys just turn around
and go back to your fancy town
Or else were gonna corn that hole
Going wee wee wee all the way home
[Verse 4]
You dont wanna go to jail
Where its only male on male
My mind is small but I know this much
No ones coming to save your butt
[End]
Yeee Haw! Get em Skeeter! Get that butt! Squeal Like A Pig (1977)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/l1UruuDQu7s/mqdefault.jpg)
![Dreaming of a Whites Only Christmas (1965)
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Here is one of the only copies still left in existence of this bizarre take on Bing Crosbys White Christmas performed by soul singer Jessie Lee Peterstone. Jessie grew up in the Jim Crow era and was one of the only black pro segregation activists at the time. Jessie wrote this song about how he thought Christmas was much better during segregation and that quote Christmas just FEELS white. Most of the copies of this record were destroyed in the great record shop fires during race riots in the summer of 1966 while looters stole the rest, making this one of the rarest 60s era soul records in the world.
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Im dreaming of a whites only Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where no one looks different
The browns are restricted
And blacks arent allowed to go
[Verse 2]
Im dreaming of a whites only Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may your Christmas be only whites
[Verse 3]
Im dreaming of a whites only Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where no one looks different
The browns are restricted
And blacks arent allowed to go
[Verse 4]
Im dreaming of a whites only Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may your Christmas be only whites
May your days be merry and bright
And may your Christmas be only whites Dreaming of a Whites Only Christmas (1965)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/l8UjbF7243c/mqdefault.jpg)
![REPENT With a Hard R (1525)
(This song is from 1525 and has nothing to do with current events.)
Hark! All ye come hither to ear an melody most divine by the legendary Dropkick Merkins. A song telling a tale of future society crumbling into hatred and violence, whilst rulers declare hate speech law in a struggle for control.
LYRICS
[Verse 1]
There is a time to laugh and a time to cry
These devils celebrate when someone dies
A man was just s... in the neck
Now show some f... respect
[Chorus 1]
Woe unto those that say evil things (Woah woah woah)
They painteth their hair and wear ugly nose rings (Shes ugly!)
This time thou hast gone too far (Lord have mercy!)
Thou best repent (Repent!) repent with a hard R
[Verse 2]
Be careful what thou posteth online
Calling for violence is still a crime
I shall smash thy computer and thy phone to bits
Thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself you b...
[Chorus 2]
Woe unto those that post evil things (woah woah woah)
They painteth their hair and wear ugly nose rings (Shes ugly!)
This time thou hast gone too far (Lord have mercy!)
Thou best repent (Repent!) repent with a hard R
[Bridge]
They do not care about wrong or right (Oh no no)
Talking s... online cause they hate their own life (Yeah yeah yeah)
These bullies needs to be put in their place
I shall slappeth the rings out your ugly face!
[Verse 3]
God takes no pleasure in the death of the wicked
Whilst the wicked celebrate the death of the innocent
Thou art not corrupted by what goeth in thy mouth
Thou art defiled by all the words that come out
[Chorus 3]
Woe unto those that say evil things (Woah woah woah)
They painteth their hair and wear ugly nose rings (Shes ugly!)
This time thou hast gone too far (Lord have mercy!)
Thou best repent (Repent!) repent with a hard R
[Chorus 4]
Woe unto those that post evil things (woah woah woah)
They painteth their hair and wear ugly nose rings (Shes ugly!)
This time thou hast gone too far (Lord have mercy!)
Thou best repent (Repent!) repent with a hard R
[Outro End]
Repent (Repent!)
Repent with a hard R (Oh f... yeah!)
Repent you f...ing sinner!
(Repent!) REPENT With a Hard R (1525)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/laIB_fLX5vI/mqdefault.jpg)
![Sweaty Chest Slap (1963)
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Rumored to be Otis Redding himself warming up in the studio, this bizarre take somehow ended up on tape.
So rip your shirt off and expose your chest for the sweaty slap fight that is Sweaty Chest Slap.
[Lyrics]
sweaty butt touch
sweaty chest slap
sweaty butt grab
sweaty chest sweaty chest sweaty chest
feel my chest touch my chest
touch chest
touch butt
touch chest Sweaty Chest Slap (1963)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/leWKBQOZp7A/mqdefault.jpg)

![Seven Days of Pimpmas (1964)
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Obscure holiday hit soul single from the 1960s written and performed by Eddie Dice Game Jefferson. During an interview Eddie was asked why Pimpmas was seven days rather than twelve to which he responded I got seven b*tches standing in front of the 7-11 seven days a week. I like the number seven. When I roll dice aint nothing but sevens. Besides, aint no b*tch can count to twelve anyhow.
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
On the first day of Pimpmas,
My best b*tch gave to me
All of my f*cking money
[Verse 2]
On the second day of Pimpmas,
My b*tch didnt listen
Get your a** back in the kitchen
[Chorus 1]
H*es h*es h*es!
Merry Pimpmas
H*es h*es h*es!
Merry Pimpmas
[Verse 3]
On the third day of Pimpmas,
Quit all of your b*tchen
Now go make me some fried chicken
[Verse 4]
On the fourth day of Pimpmas,
Dont make me use my fist
Ill smack your lip Ill bust your sh*t
[Chorus 2]
H*es h*es h*es!
Merry Pimpmas
H*es h*es h*es!
Merry Pimpmas
[Verse 4]
On the fifth day of Pimpmas,
You better not talk sh*t
Double dare you to try me b*tch
[Verse 5]
On the sixth day of Pimpmas,
You dont want to test me
B*tch better have all my money
[Verse 6]
On the seventh day of Pimpmas,
She talked back one more time
Now this is the scene of a crime
[Chorus 3]
H*es h*es h*es!
Merry Pimpmas
H*es h*es h*es!
Merry Pimpmas
[End]
H*es h*es h*es!
Merry Pimpmas! Seven Days of Pimpmas (1964)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/mXh0ocsp8hQ/mqdefault.jpg)