Hip hop enthusiasts! Put down your uzis and stop spelling letters with your fingers! There’s a hot new sound busting up the aural spectrum. Forget your Marky Mark, your Shabba Ranks and your MC Handpump. All of the real rap fans are grooving to a whole new scene. If you like your rhymez [sic] sick and your beatz [sic-er] dope, get down to your local record shop and ask for the latest ‘Joaquin Phoenix’ single. You can trust me, or my name isn’t Timothy Westwood, the famous rap historian. But if my word isn’t enough, check this out:
‘Rap-Scallionz, a rap’ by Joaquin Phoenix
The sweaty breath of sorrow
The mutton chops of madness
The swollen popsicle of motherly love.
I am a son of a tough bitch,
Popped out like a leathery parcel
From a mad dog’s vagina.
Boingle boingle boingle.
The Rap-Scallionz are descending on St Petersberg.
“And whoosh,
And whoosh”
He cried.
“Even God’s bidet
Could never rinse
My sins
Away.”

Joaquin Phoenix, who put on 40 kg for his role in 'I'm still here', with his pocket-sized buddy, Pascal Diddy.
Tags: Dog's Vagina, hip-hop, Hoax, I'm Still Here, Joaquin Phoenix, Mutton Chops of Madness, P Diddy, Puff Daddy, rap, Tim Westwood
September 22, 2010 at 2:08 am |
The placement of the “Boingle, boingle, boingle” is masteful
September 22, 2010 at 3:21 pm |
I still prefer his earlier work when he was embroiled in a rap war with Heath Ledger…
September 22, 2010 at 4:02 pm |
DM – I know what you mean. A lot of people are being quite negative about Phoenix’s rapping but I think he’s quite the MC.
OR – I’m not familiar with the Ledger-Phoenix rap war. Did they engage in flytings like the Scotch Egg Poets of old? Perhaps you could treat us to some choice quotations…
October 5, 2010 at 8:02 pm |
“Joaquin? Yo, a quill, I gots to write me some rap
What kind of moniker
What kind of handle
Is Joaquin anyway?
Need to school him some rap
Need to cut his skin, deep and rough
Rumour be, he put things in him anal gap
The solution, in my cynical and prejudiced eyes
Is cert to insert a circular metalic pellet
Into the fleshy cushion
flanking said gap
’4uck Up D@ Phoenix 4 Y’all’ Heath Ledger
From the album “Ledge Life”
October 13, 2010 at 11:08 pm |
I object to the title of this post. You are quite apparently NOT still here.
October 15, 2010 at 6:58 pm |
Yes I’m not.
October 27, 2010 at 5:38 pm |
Wherefore art thou, Romeo?
November 17, 2010 at 1:47 pm |
I’m trapped in my mind like a Chilean mind-miner.
December 23, 2010 at 6:39 pm |
Sir, rumours of your very real, very terminal death abound. Get a mop and start cleaning…