My parodies.

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Here are some of my parodies.

Hey,SoulSilver. (tune of hey Soul Sister by Train) (song about the manga)

Your lipstick stains
On Ruby's forehead
And his nose
I knew I wouldn't forget you
So I let you blow her mind

Your sweet movie
Ruby in the big star
Signal Beam, in every dream
I knew Pina Colada
You're the one I have decided
Who's one of my kind

Hey, SoulSilver
Ain't that Leighton Meester
On the radio, stereo
The way you move ain't Sapphire, you know
Hey, SoulSilver
I don't wanna miss a thing you do
Tonight

Just in time
I'm so glad you have
Slow symphony like me
You threw mapped directions
A game show love connection
A little knife

I'm so obsessed
My heart is bound to beat
Out of my big chest
I believe in you,
Like some purging, you're a browser
And I'm always gonna blow you mind


Hey, SoulSilver
Ain't that Leighton Meester
On the radio, stereo
The way you move ain't Sapphire, you know
Hey, SoulSilver
I don't wanna miss a thing you do
Tonight

Where you can't cut a thug
Watching food is the only drug I need
So thief, I'm so thug
You're the only thing I'm thinking of

Hey, SoulSilver
Ain't that Leighton Meester
On the radio, stereo
The way you move ain't Sapphire, you know
Hey, SoulSilver
I don't wanna miss a thing you do
Tonight

Hey, SoulSilver
Ain't that Leighton Meester
On the radio, stereo
The way you move ain't Sapphire, you know
Hey, SoulSilver
I don't wanna miss a thing you do
Tonight

 

[Cabaret]

What can I say, it's a parody. It was fine. I mean, there wasn't a lyric that was hard to understand and you choose a popular enough song.

 

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To give credit to my first reviewer, I enjoyed If There's Anything To Be by the above.
New Song (to the tune of Nothin on You by B.O.B)

Beautiful girls all over the world, I could just face them
Yet their meetings are boring (Boring is pronounced Boh-Rang in this case)
Cause there's nothin for you, baby.
They might be high, but they won't party (pronounced Par-Tey)
But you shouldn't hurry and skip town just like Kanye
Cause they don't have you, baby
They don't have you,baby

You know where my vibes comin from
Regardless of the block of the big writers (pronounced Wry-tors)
Most of them were for House or for Bones
Or Perez Hilton's big shot high blog
With no alleyways, no, not like the Tron
Tryna chase Green's high style
And her bombs
And I'm so lost than I have ever want
So endlessly, I ended with no fun

It's so much Johnson, and Neil Armstrong
I'm thinking, "SI, go out insane"
And just like remainders when you divide
But I was wondering if 0 by 0 isn't wrong
And just like that, Maka got me froze
Like Snorunt making some snowcones
And them parodies, are they bad or are they swell,swell,swell, swell

Beautiful girls all over the world, I could just face them
Yet their meetings are boring (Boring is pronounced Boh-Rang in this case)
Cause there's nothin for you, baby.
They might be high, but they won't party (pronounced Par-Tey)
But you shouldn't hurry and skip town just like Kanye
Cause they don't have you, baby
They don't have you,baby

Hands down, I see another bus
They've been around but the air is becoming very foggy
Because those styles, nothing seems pretty wrong
Except that it destroys ozone and leaves us warm?
Baby, you're the whole webpage
Plus you have your own taxis
And you say Daft Punk, when the others say Kraftwerk
Wonder why all the people say the above, when I say
Stop - now think about it

I've been to Nevada, I've been to Uganda
Even way down under in Australia
Back home in Jazzland, named New Orleans
But Stein even tried to go
Like a big whining doctor shows
If you never knew,knew,knew,knew

Beautiful girls all over the world, I could just face them
Yet meetings are boring (Boring is pronounced Boh-Rang in this case)
Cause there's nothin for you, baby.
They might be high, but they won't party (pronounced Par-Tey)
But you shouldn't hurry and skip town just like Kanye
Cause they don't have you, baby
They don't have you,baby

Everywhere I show,I'm always rearing your fame
And no matter bout Le Defense, it makes me wanna sing
On a bus, or a car, or a flight on a plane
No other girl is too famed, and that's your big cue

Beautiful girls all over the world, I could just face them
Yet meetings are boring (Boring is pronounced Boh-Rang in this case)
Cause there's nothin for you, baby.
They might be high, but they won't party (pronounced Par-Tey)
But you shouldn't hurry and skip town just like Kanye
Cause they don't have you, baby
They don't have you,baby

 

[Cabaret]

I'm not very familiar with "rap" if that's what it's considered. But overall consistant rhyming.

 

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Yes, "rap" is about consistent rhyming, speedily.