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18 Aug 2005, 04:17 AM
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I've been rapping about ZANI over in the Arsenal forum, I figured it might be a good idea to archive them somewhere.... so, without further ado:
What's up Zani, I got somethin for you
It's kinda brown, and it smells like pooh
We mix it up right in the frying pan
They serve it up straight in the streets of Milan
It's smells a little sweet as it starts to roast
But then it starts to reek like it's from the Ivory Coast
Tell yo brotha, your sista and don't forget yo momma
Your sh1t does sink, we call it filet-o-Drogba
Go 'head, it's your birthday... go 'head, it's your birthday
One more rhyme, just for you
Once a red, now a blue
Can't decide who to follow next
The mystery remains as to ZANI's sex
Bwhomp...chicka chicka... Bow-brumph... chicka chicka
Another day, another team to back
You'd swear to god, ZANI was smokin crack
Even the gooners will tell you and swear it's true
They hate Spurs the most, but you're Number 2
Chaa---chaa---chaa... chaa-cha-cha-Chavski
Oh you're a Chavski... a wannabe Chavski....
A picture here, a picture there
I don't think ZANI really cares
It's like standing out in the pouring rain
With a tutu on, ZANI's that insane
Puh-hihup, puh-puh-hihup-hihup
Clutching at straws my chavski friend
Trying to make us look bad, when will it end
When your whole team is sold and a new one sets in
We'll all be laughing at your lot as we scream "Get In!"
Boodoo-badunk, badunk-ch-ching...
Look at that Chav in his plastic bling...
Your piss poor rhymes make you a laughing stock
Before you know it, you'll be sucking my
C0ck-adoodledoo goes the rooster in the morning
This it ZANI, it's your very last warning
Z-zit... poo-chow...Z-zit... poo-chow
Beware the reds of Manchester,
Heck, beware the reds from everywhere
The scousers knocked you out, the Arse played you strong
You'll be behind us in the table all next year long.
Z-zit... pew-fft... Z-zit... per-fft
Time to wrap this up, time to shut it down
All of BS joins me at lauging at the clown
Oh ZANI, ZANI, tell us how could it be
Only have one real trophy for 200 mil instead of three
Did Drogba lay an egg, Kezman miss a sitter?
Chelsea's going down, they're bound for the sh1tter
100 million here, a 100 million there
Where did it all go wrong, did you buy the wrong player?
All the rubles in the bank couldn't make you CL champs
Another over the bar, from the overrated Frank Lamps
Bah-bah-chookie-chookie, Buh-bah-chookie-chookie
Have a grudge against Fergie, it looks to me
Still chasing that Treble, you forever wil be
Your club is so sh1te, I can hardly speak
When I see them play, I could sleep for week
Breakdown!
Baba-chip-ffft.... baba-chip-ffft
Let me lay it out simple cause I'm that type of guy
How do we spell stupid, Z-A-N-I
Hasn't got a friend or a mate in sight
If hating him is wrong, I don't wanna be right
Now Chelsea is a club with no history,
If they ever win the league again that will only make 3
You can spend spend spend it don't matter to me
You'll never be in the class of MUFC
You can look in the mirror, and stare at the face
And convince yourself that your team is ace
Just remember this fact stored in your peanut sized mind
You got knocked out of Europe by a team 33 points behind
That's my tale ZANI, that's all I gots to say
I could spit rhymes right here until the end of the day
You shed the colors of United for Chelski blue
This is the end of my rhyme, Taxi for you!
Time's running short, it's time to flow with the smack
I could win this war with half my brain tied behind my back
You keep digging and digging a deeper hole
Let me know if you find Joe Cole
Find him quick with Terry's tears he could drown
It was priceless to see Jose with a frown
The pain on Robben's face was clear
He was kicking himself for not signing over here
Lampard looked gutted, he wasn't the only one
Kezman was flanked by Duff and Gudjohnsen
Finally there was Roman sitting in his box
Had a smile on his face, looking as dumb as an ox
Can't hang with me, I'm sly like a fox
On your house, I put a pox
Sorry to knock down your stack of blocks
You make scouse stew from the rats on the docks
I'm dropping my knowledge, you know it rocks
Next year we're coming to clean your clocks
You can bet on that like you were betting stocks
Your team stinks like my 3 year old socks
When we see your face we start to mock
It could go on for days, it's a sure thing lock
All day and night, you hear the tick and the tock
It's logical to hate you, says Mr. Spock
You're so damm lucky I'm not holding a glock
At your dome, that means head, what's that? knock knock
Who's there? It's your mom here to suck my HAAAAHAHAHAHHAHAAA!!!!
ZANI, ZANI back again
Talking crap, when will it end
Can't make a point by talking sense
What does he say in his defence?
The tree grows greener, the gerbil dies?
Please make it stop! My eyes! My eyes!
Go away ZANI, you Chavski fan
Don't make Coach break out a forum ban.
(EDIT: Whicka-whicka-whicka. That's me, Coach, on the wheels of steel)
All this junk about interest rates
How much debt incurred and percentage of gates
Let's get back to what we do best
Like looking for topless pics of Steph
Gather 'round y'all let's have a laff
We'll call Lehmann crap and Ronaldo a giraffe
We've got a new enemy that wears dark blue
Supported by wankers like nicephoras too
Break it down Coach...
*ch-ch-chit ch-ch-chit booh-hah-haha-hahhh*
ZANI claims to be their Number 1 fan
But he ain't ever even been to the motherland
He thinks a czar is something you drive at night
I wish he'd go out in a storm and fly a kite
You can say that Chelsea didn't buy the title
If you ignore the facts as pointed out you stay idle
Roman's got a stack of money, he's got plenty of wealth
But if you can't face facts you just lying to yoself
Word.
Got another little rhyme for ZANI today
He's like a rash or herpes, he just won't go away
He talk in riddles to confuse the masses
He walks around schools wearing dark glasses
He's a perv or freak as you can see
At least the club I support will finish top three
ZANI's got no manners or proper decorum
He once got banned from his own forum
Yeah, I said top three and you may be laffin
But the 5th place team just sent you packin
Your rhymes are weak, they don't sound the same
Sorry to say, but your rhymes are lame
Try me again if you think you got game
Don't look at me, I ain't to blame
Dis me again and it's you I'll flame
********
I'll update this thread as I compose more rhymes.
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Go ahead Bust a rhyme back. This thread is to diss mAn Ure and get your own back
I've been rapping about ZANI over in the Arsenal forum, I figured it might be a good idea to archive them somewhere.... so, without further ado:
What's up Zani, I got somethin for you
It's kinda brown, and it smells like pooh
We mix it up right in the frying pan
They serve it up straight in the streets of Milan
It's smells a little sweet as it starts to roast
But then it starts to reek like it's from the Ivory Coast
Tell yo brotha, your sista and don't forget yo momma
Your sh1t does sink, we call it filet-o-Drogba
Go 'head, it's your birthday... go 'head, it's your birthday
One more rhyme, just for you
Once a red, now a blue
Can't decide who to follow next
The mystery remains as to ZANI's sex
Bwhomp...chicka chicka... Bow-brumph... chicka chicka
Another day, another team to back
You'd swear to god, ZANI was smokin crack
Even the gooners will tell you and swear it's true
They hate Spurs the most, but you're Number 2
Chaa---chaa---chaa... chaa-cha-cha-Chavski
Oh you're a Chavski... a wannabe Chavski....
A picture here, a picture there
I don't think ZANI really cares
It's like standing out in the pouring rain
With a tutu on, ZANI's that insane
Puh-hihup, puh-puh-hihup-hihup
Clutching at straws my chavski friend
Trying to make us look bad, when will it end
When your whole team is sold and a new one sets in
We'll all be laughing at your lot as we scream "Get In!"
Boodoo-badunk, badunk-ch-ching...
Look at that Chav in his plastic bling...
Your piss poor rhymes make you a laughing stock
Before you know it, you'll be sucking my
C0ck-adoodledoo goes the rooster in the morning
This it ZANI, it's your very last warning
Z-zit... poo-chow...Z-zit... poo-chow
Beware the reds of Manchester,
Heck, beware the reds from everywhere
The scousers knocked you out, the Arse played you strong
You'll be behind us in the table all next year long.
Z-zit... pew-fft... Z-zit... per-fft
Time to wrap this up, time to shut it down
All of BS joins me at lauging at the clown
Oh ZANI, ZANI, tell us how could it be
Only have one real trophy for 200 mil instead of three
Did Drogba lay an egg, Kezman miss a sitter?
Chelsea's going down, they're bound for the sh1tter
100 million here, a 100 million there
Where did it all go wrong, did you buy the wrong player?
All the rubles in the bank couldn't make you CL champs
Another over the bar, from the overrated Frank Lamps
Bah-bah-chookie-chookie, Buh-bah-chookie-chookie
Have a grudge against Fergie, it looks to me
Still chasing that Treble, you forever wil be
Your club is so sh1te, I can hardly speak
When I see them play, I could sleep for week
Breakdown!
Baba-chip-ffft.... baba-chip-ffft
Let me lay it out simple cause I'm that type of guy
How do we spell stupid, Z-A-N-I
Hasn't got a friend or a mate in sight
If hating him is wrong, I don't wanna be right
Now Chelsea is a club with no history,
If they ever win the league again that will only make 3
You can spend spend spend it don't matter to me
You'll never be in the class of MUFC
You can look in the mirror, and stare at the face
And convince yourself that your team is ace
Just remember this fact stored in your peanut sized mind
You got knocked out of Europe by a team 33 points behind
That's my tale ZANI, that's all I gots to say
I could spit rhymes right here until the end of the day
You shed the colors of United for Chelski blue
This is the end of my rhyme, Taxi for you!
Time's running short, it's time to flow with the smack
I could win this war with half my brain tied behind my back
You keep digging and digging a deeper hole
Let me know if you find Joe Cole
Find him quick with Terry's tears he could drown
It was priceless to see Jose with a frown
The pain on Robben's face was clear
He was kicking himself for not signing over here
Lampard looked gutted, he wasn't the only one
Kezman was flanked by Duff and Gudjohnsen
Finally there was Roman sitting in his box
Had a smile on his face, looking as dumb as an ox
Can't hang with me, I'm sly like a fox
On your house, I put a pox
Sorry to knock down your stack of blocks
You make scouse stew from the rats on the docks
I'm dropping my knowledge, you know it rocks
Next year we're coming to clean your clocks
You can bet on that like you were betting stocks
Your team stinks like my 3 year old socks
When we see your face we start to mock
It could go on for days, it's a sure thing lock
All day and night, you hear the tick and the tock
It's logical to hate you, says Mr. Spock
You're so damm lucky I'm not holding a glock
At your dome, that means head, what's that? knock knock
Who's there? It's your mom here to suck my HAAAAHAHAHAHHAHAAA!!!!
ZANI, ZANI back again
Talking crap, when will it end
Can't make a point by talking sense
What does he say in his defence?
The tree grows greener, the gerbil dies?
Please make it stop! My eyes! My eyes!
Go away ZANI, you Chavski fan
Don't make Coach break out a forum ban.
(EDIT: Whicka-whicka-whicka. That's me, Coach, on the wheels of steel)
All this junk about interest rates
How much debt incurred and percentage of gates
Let's get back to what we do best
Like looking for topless pics of Steph
Gather 'round y'all let's have a laff
We'll call Lehmann crap and Ronaldo a giraffe
We've got a new enemy that wears dark blue
Supported by wankers like nicephoras too
Break it down Coach...
*ch-ch-chit ch-ch-chit booh-hah-haha-hahhh*
ZANI claims to be their Number 1 fan
But he ain't ever even been to the motherland
He thinks a czar is something you drive at night
I wish he'd go out in a storm and fly a kite
You can say that Chelsea didn't buy the title
If you ignore the facts as pointed out you stay idle
Roman's got a stack of money, he's got plenty of wealth
But if you can't face facts you just lying to yoself
Word.
Got another little rhyme for ZANI today
He's like a rash or herpes, he just won't go away
He talk in riddles to confuse the masses
He walks around schools wearing dark glasses
He's a perv or freak as you can see
At least the club I support will finish top three
ZANI's got no manners or proper decorum
He once got banned from his own forum
Yeah, I said top three and you may be laffin
But the 5th place team just sent you packin
Your rhymes are weak, they don't sound the same
Sorry to say, but your rhymes are lame
Try me again if you think you got game
Don't look at me, I ain't to blame
Dis me again and it's you I'll flame
********
I'll update this thread as I compose more rhymes.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
Go ahead Bust a rhyme back. This thread is to diss mAn Ure and get your own back