One of the greatest bands of all time.
I am currently Standing on the Verge of Gettin' it On with an Atomic Dog cause he likes my Rumpofsteelskin, and his Mr.Wiggles causes a Big Bang Theory because he's Not Just Knee Deep! But I must Testify that under the Flash Light the Handcuffs didn't look too bad. I went Up For the Down Stroke and he said Ride On but I was trying to avoid the Mothership Connection cause I ain't Bullet Proof. But boy oh boy, Fantasy is Reality and the Cosmic Slop makes me want to Stomp. But in the end, we were just Funkin' for Fun and I looked at him and said All Your Goodies Are Gone then he said Take Your Dead Ass Home. How Rude!
Ok. Ok. So only in my mind.
But now that you know some of the titles, and you know me, then you probably have a good idea that most of these songs have a much deeper meaning than the definition I used them (and just in case you're slow, the titles are bolded/capitalized). But you know, for people to clown on me because I bump them like Jeezy, they will surely listen to a remix of every last one of their tracks unknowingly. Yep I said it, y'all are Parliament fans (you probably seen me bounding to Atomic Dog when it's played on campus- if you don't know me, hell nah I ain't a groupie, that song is fire from the album Computer Games- hence the music video; it's on my Facebook profile). And please don't act like you weren't jamming in House Party.
Parliament make you do things you never thought, like try ecstasy. I mean if one of these guys came up to me and said "Hey lady won't you be my dog, and I be your tree and you can pee on me," (which is a real lyric), I might give that a thought. Or if he leaned over and said "We'll be going down and won't be coming up for air." Shoot no female in her right mind reading this wouldn't give that a generous amount of thought... and guys let's be real...you know if a girl told you that, you'd want it- don't front.
I mean the creative flow of these folks were off the rooftops! An album named Some of my Best Jokes are Friends- can we say 'classic'? And the UFO that descends on stage or even the large bird for Aqua Boogie (PsychoAlphaDiscoBetaBioAquaDooLoop). Who would ever think of even stringing words like that together? Newsflash, it wasn't you when you invented your internet name. A Motor Booty Affair come on, people, no matter how much you hate, you have got to give them props! Mad props, respect, and a glass of wine.
I really want to wear some of the stuff these people had on! I swear, I'd be a child of Apollo for a shiny patent-leather silver cat suit with butterfly collar and star glasses!
My gosh, I want a costume. I feel like I should be high the way I'm thinking right now. Boy oh boy, I wanna wear something shiny.
Y'all you know sometimes you feel like this (this 'fro is BANGING and is part of my inspiration):
Well, I do too. And I can listen to Parliament and then feel like this:
And everybody knows I have a thing for tall, slim built guys, so if you came up to me looking like this:
You just might get it.
*Searches for my anointing oil for my eyes, hands, and computer.*
And I could go on. But I won't.
Y'all just don't understand. Homeboy ran around in a diaper and probably got more play then most guys today. For serious. Somebody take me back like Austin Powers or the B-Day album. Just for a minute.
Did I mention that hip hop is dead? *ducks from bullets and tomatoes* So I just bypass right on by the 2000s and head right on back to the 90s and 70s/80s. I'm just saying. I shoulda been born a little earlier. That way I won't have memory of folks like Vanilla Ice and Milli Vanilli:
America, what were we thinking?
'Tis All.
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