Music jokes
Who's the best at musical chairs?
Stephen Hawking.
Why did the rapper become a carpenter?
To build some SOLID BARS.
What do chicken on a plancha and emos have in common?
They both are hung.
What’s a rapper’s favorite type of fishing?
Catching BIG BASS.
People with wheelchairs listen to "Rolling in the Deep" by Adele.
He had a song named after him: "They see me rolling."
What do you call a rapper who's afraid of water?
Lil Drip.
Did you hear that Daft Punk came out with a cook book?
It's called "One More Thyme."
Why did the drum take a nap? It was beat.
Beatles
Are cool.
What's a rapper's favorite candy?
Mike and Ikes.
What did the rapper say to the broken vending machine?
"Yo, drop the BEAT!"
Why did the pervert sing "Gucci Gang"?
Because a woman just gave him a lil pump.
I like George Floyd's new song. It is really breathtaking.
What is Steve Harrington's favorite musical?
Hairspray.
What's the difference between Michael Jackson and a shopping bag?
One's made of plastic and is dangerous for children to play with, the other one carries your shopping.
What is a skeleton's favorite instrument?
A Sax-O-Bone.
This song is just like how my life is and how my girlfriend left.
- Do Re Mi- By- blackbear
Do, re, mi, fa, so
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh)
Do, re, mi, fa, so
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, if I could go back to the day we met
I probably would just stay in bed
You run your mouth all over town
And this one goes out to the sound
Of breakin' glass on my Range Rover
Pay me back, or bitch it's over
All the presents I would send
Fuck my friends behind my shoulder
Next time, I'ma stay asleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep, oh
And you got me thinkin' lately
Bitch, you crazy
And nothing's ever good enough
I wrote a little song for ya
It go like
Do, re, mi, fa, so fuckin' done with you, girl
So fuckin' done with all the games you play
I ain't no Tic-Tac-Toe
Send the X and O's on another note
I'm do, re, mi, fa, so fuckin' done with you, baby
So send the X and O's on another note, I'm ghost
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh)
If I could go back to the day we met
I probably would've stayed in bed
You wake up everyday and make me feel like I'm incompetent
Designer shoes and Xanax tabs
Compliments your make-up bag
You never had to buy yourself a drink
'Cause everybody want to tap that ass sometime
And you got me thinkin' lately
Bitch, you crazy
And nothing's ever good enough
I wrote a little song for ya
It go like
Do, re, mi, fa, so fuckin' done with you, girl
So fuckin' done with all the games you play
I ain't no Tic-Tac-Toe
Send the X and O's on another note
I'm do, re, mi, fa, so fuckin' done with you, baby
So send the X and O's on another note, I'm ghost
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh)
I wrote a little song for you, it go like
Do, re, mi, fa, so fuckin' done with you, girl
So fuckin' done with all the games you play
I ain't no Tic-Tac-Toe
Send the X and O's on another note
I'm do, re, mi, fa, so fuckin' done with you, baby
So send the X and O's on another note, I'm ghost
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Do, re, mi, fa, so
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
So send the X and O's on another note, I'm ghost
Did you hear about that musical that was sung by some obsidian?
It rocked!
I make elevating music; you make elevator music.