Originally posted by: CrossroadsJoe
Is that right?
Let me ask you a couple of questions first.
"english-speaking" is way too broad. Care to narrow it down? I am "english-speaking" too and so is my grandma. We also speak a bunch of other languages. Did you mean Whites? Blacks? Chinese who could speak English? Indians born outside of India?
BTW, how did you "show" songs to your aforementioned "english speaking" friends? You showed them the song lyrics? You showed them videos? You made them listen to an audio?
Depending on your answers, I could give a better reply.
For now, I would say this much: the song that you mentioned from Julie is a fantastic song with great lyrics. I don't know what you didn't understand with the following:
My heart is beating, keeps on repeating
I' m waiting for you
My love encloses a plot of roses
And when shall be then our next meeting
Cause love you know
That time is fleeting, time is fleeting
Time is fleeting
May be you just stopped listening after the second sentence, threw your arms up and said to yourself "this doesn't make any sense". In that case please read/listen a little bit more carefully. It's easy. Quite a simple, straight forward song. Not rocket science.
While you are in the process of understanding the lyrics from above, ask your "english-speaking" friends whether they have heard any rap songs from popular artists like Ludacris, Jay-Z or Snoop Dogg. Ask them what they think about them lyrics. If you want help, I could cut and paste a few songs. Matter of fact, I will copy/paste one gem for your benefit. This one is by Ludacris.
I gotta big weed stash, pocket full of cash
Just seen a big ol ass, its saturday
Sticky, icky, icky, icky
Sticky, icky, icky, icky
System on blast, cops just pass
Just seen a big ol ass, its saturday
Sticky, icky, icky, icky
Sticky, icky, icky, icky
[verse 1: ludacris]
Grease dont pop on the stove no more, moved on up
Double shot hennesey fill my cup
Luda choke smoke in a big black truck
Should I wild out, what the f**k? !
Act like my rims aint clean
How you gonna ack like my neck dont bling?
Haters get sprayed like aftro-sheen
But they dont never really wanna pop them thangs
Cane, cane sugar man luda dont go
And I stop at a light, pull off so slow
But Im out for the night, so pass that dro
So, daddy come home in a cadillac brome, cadillac brome
Now dont it sound absurd
Claim college park where they flip them birds
Trick car alarms, then bend them curves
Chop chop, chunk it up fat man herb
Who's laughing now?!