parody of "chunk up the deuce" and the epic poem "beowulf." pretty much a self-explanatory title. this vid was for an english project and im finally putting it on here after some requests from my english class. listen to the lyrics.
Chorus:
I pick up my sword for the Shylds and the Geats,
Unferth talkin down, sayin I lost the race.
I pick up my sword for the Shylds and the Geats,
Grendel eating friends, don't make me put on my armor.
I pick up my sword for the Shylds and the Geats,
In his momma's cave, I leave her on the floor dead.
I pick up my sword for the Shylds and the Geats,
Dragon breathing fire, ima stab him with my blade.
Well it's that sword wielder from land of the geats,
People think they fast but I'll beat em in a race.
Got the strength of thirty men,
Don't make me bust ya in the chin.
So check the neck, check the wrist,
I'm armored up from head to toe.
No way you could afford my blade,
Its made by the Giants don't ya know.
That ain't a shoe, that's my helmet,
Trimmed with platinum, can't ya tell it?
And that ain't a paper plate, that's my chain-mail,
It's made of iron, ain't never failed.
That ain't Kool-Aid up in my cup,
Tastes like mead, really great stuff.
In my hood, I'm quite known,
Ain't no weakness I ever shown.
My sword arm is one of a kind,
People see me fighting, I blow they mind.
Killed lotsa monsters, scared ones run away,
It's drinking all night and slaying all day.
Warriors can't hide,
Fight to the death.
Charge into battle,
Ain't no rest.
Fame is real, ain't counterfeit,
I keep rollin when the others quit.
Got horses at my stable doin tricks,
They run fast, make me real rich.
My house is filled with treasure, plates made of gold,
Got 8 fireplaces, it ain't never cold.
Built a mead hall, ladies sit at my throne,
Make me a sandwich when I'm at home.
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Hrothgar's Hall got the beer flowin,
Folks from the hood miles away showin.
Grendel's at the door, ear to the wall,
Gettin really jealous, he got no mead at all.
Busting through the door at quarter past three,
Acting all bad like he can challenge me.
He looks at the floor sees my posse sleeping,
Picks one up and gets to eating.
I tear off his arm and mount it to the wall.
It's Hrothgar's best bling of all.
But Grendel momma comes, wants us all dead.
She kills AEchere, runs off with his head.
Into the lake of fire, where no fool has dared,
I dive right in, ain't gonna be scared.
I swim to her cave, find her watching tv.
Channel's on lifetime, must be crazy.
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Find a giant sword and smack her in the head,
She falls to the floor, lookin really dead.
I see Grendel lying there, and say to myself,
Man his head would look good on Hrothgar's top shelf.
It take the head, in Hrothgar's hall it's seen,
They use it as a jack-o-lantern every Halloween.
Now I'm old and got my own kingdom,
Then a fool steals a cup, thinks the dragon won't see him.
So the angry dragon soars, torching my fields,
The fire looks bad-- I need an iron shield.
I need help for the beast, my posse being cowards,
But Wiglaf shows up, he gives me the power.
I stab the beast in the heart, think I'm doing fine,
I get bit in the neck, it's the end of the line.
They cremate my body but I ain't a zero,
I get buried with my treasure-- I'm the real hero.
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insomniaracer 3 years ago 6
shit waz fuciin wack az fuck.
dizrezpectin southern style hip hop.
yall nikkaz shud kill yaselvez.
puro561 3 years ago 3