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Best Rhyming Couplet in a Song

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I'll light a n***a up like a hookah torch.
Got a gay shooter with a Ruger in his booty shorts.
I be hangin' with my opp's son makin' pillow forts.
His baby mama let me re-up with the child support lol
 
Unemployment's rising in the Chigley end of town
And it's spreading like pneumonia
Doesn't look like going down
There's trouble at the fire station, someone's had the sack
And the lads are going to launch a scheme to get rid of Captain Flack
 
And when I arrived, the whole s*** was in a trance
n* gettin bong out, muthaf***a a dance
Haha, gettin ready for the next batch
My homie's asshole naked, doin the muthaf****n cabbage patch

(found this in gta4 or 5 and loved it, was one of the funniest things I'd ever heard)
 
On a night like this I deserve to get kissed at least once or twice
And
Oh, we were born within an hour of each other
Our mothers said we could be sister and brother
Your name is Deborah (Deborah)
It never suited ya
 

Not a patch on :

Ra-ra Rasputin
Lover of the Russian queen
There was a cat that really was gone
Ra-ra Rasputin
Russia's greatest love machine
It was a shame how he carried on

A bit harsh, mate.

OK so they my have messed up there, but of all the songs that have been written about The Troubles in the North of Ireland, surely Boney M's lyrical masterpiece Belfast is the most poignant?

Belfast
Belfast
Belfast

Got to have a belief in
Got to have a belief in
Got to have a belief in all the people
'Cause the people are leavin'
When the people believe in
When the people believe in
When the people believe in all the children
'Cause the children are leavin'

Belfast
Belfast
When the country rings the leaving bell you're lost
Belfast
Belfast
When the hate you have
For one another's past
You can try (You can try)
You can try (You can try)
You can try
To tell the world the reason why
Belfast
Belfast
Belfast

It's a country that's changin'
Oh, it's a country that's changin'
It's a country that's changin' all the people
'Cause the people are leavin'
It's the world that's deceivin'
Oh it's the world that's deceivin'
It's the world that's deceivin' all the people
'Cause the people believe in

Belfast
Belfast
When the country rings the leaving bell you're lost
Belfast
Belfast
When the hate you have
For one another's past
You can try (You can try)
You can try (You can try)
You can try
To tell the world the reason why
Belfast
Belfast
Belfast

When the children believe in
When the children believe in
When the children believe in all the people
'Cause the people are leavin'
When the people are leavin' you
When the people are leavin'
When the people are leavin' all the children
'Cause the children believe in

Belfast
Belfast
When the country rings the leaving bell you're lost
Belfast
Belfast
When the hate you have
For one another's past
You can try (You can try)
You can try (You can try)
You can try
To tell the world the reason why
Belfast
Belfast
Belfast
Belfast
Belfast
Belfast
 
A bit harsh, mate.

OK so they my have messed up there, but of all the songs that have been written about The Troubles in the North of Ireland, surely Boney M's lyrical masterpiece Belfast is the most poignant?

Belfast
Belfast
Belfast

Got to have a belief in
Got to have a belief in
Got to have a belief in all the people
'Cause the people are leavin'
When the people believe in
When the people believe in
When the people believe in all the children
'Cause the children are leavin'

Belfast
Belfast
When the country rings the leaving bell you're lost
Belfast
Belfast
When the hate you have
For one another's past
You can try (You can try)
You can try (You can try)
You can try
To tell the world the reason why
Belfast
Belfast
Belfast

It's a country that's changin'
Oh, it's a country that's changin'
It's a country that's changin' all the people
'Cause the people are leavin'
It's the world that's deceivin'
Oh it's the world that's deceivin'
It's the world that's deceivin' all the people
'Cause the people believe in

Belfast
Belfast
When the country rings the leaving bell you're lost
Belfast
Belfast
When the hate you have
For one another's past
You can try (You can try)
You can try (You can try)
You can try
To tell the world the reason why
Belfast
Belfast
Belfast

When the children believe in
When the children believe in
When the children believe in all the people
'Cause the people are leavin'
When the people are leavin' you
When the people are leavin'
When the people are leavin' all the children
'Cause the children believe in

Belfast
Belfast
When the country rings the leaving bell you're lost
Belfast
Belfast
When the hate you have
For one another's past
You can try (You can try)
You can try (You can try)
You can try
To tell the world the reason why
Belfast
Belfast
Belfast
Belfast
Belfast
Belfast
Can you tell me who they're singing about ? lol
 
Bulls on Parade - RATM

Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes
Not need, just feed the war cannibal animal
I walk the corner to the rubble that used to be a library
Line up to the mind cemetery now
What we don't know keeps the contracts alive and movin'
They don't gotta burn the books they just remove 'em
While arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells
Rally 'round the family, pockets full of shells
 
“My therapist said not to see you no more,
She said you're like a disease without any cure,
She said I'm so obsessed that I'm becoming a bore, oh no,
Ah, you think you're so pretty.”

Laid, James
Moved out of the house, so you moved next door
I locked you out, you cut a hole in the wall
I found you sleeping next to me, I thought I was alone
You're driving me crazy, when are you coming home

Criminally short that song. Could listen to another 20 verses.
 

The trouble with talking is it makes you sound clever
and the trouble with waiting is you just wait forever
 
On a Sunday morning sidewalk
I’m wishing, Lord, that I was stoned
‘cause there’s something in a Sunday
that makes a body feel alone
 
Doesn't rhyme but it's brutal.

Climb on your tears and be silent
like a rose on its ladder of thorns
 
Remember all the movies, Terry, we’d go see
trying to learn how to walk like the heroes
we thought we had to be
 

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