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"The Magic Of YUKU"
"The Magic Of YUKU"
Here on the Yuku website
It always seems so slow,
It seems to take forever
No matter where you try to go.
When accessing a profile
You're lookin' at ten to twenty years,
The EZ Board to Yuku switch
Has me in such tears.
Oh Yuku, why couldn't you leave it alone?
I swear you're the worst website
I've ever known.
Oh Yuku, I wish you'd go away
I thought EZ Board was rough,
You beat them any day.
From one Homey to another
I've got to agree,
Yuku gives new meaning to the word disease.
Only this isn't the Big C, it's the Gigantic Y
Filled with millions of bugs that make everything slow,
Sometimes so much that it turns your page to blank snow.
When you go to post and do get lucky
You're liable to find your words repeated twice,
And what you'd hear come outta my mouth wouldn't be nice.
Just change out the Y with an F
I'm sure you know what I'm saying
If you want me to spell it out I will,
But I'm afraid the support team that sucks too
Would send out the hit men from Kill Bill.
So Homey, Oh Homey, what do we do?
I reckon we could leave the pooh bears alone
And blowtorch Yuku.
Well there isn't much that we can do,
Gotta take it as it is…..
If I could do it on the support team
I'd take myself a whiz,
'cuz even if you write 'em,
often you hear nothin' back,
they're off some where masturbatin'
snortin' lines a crack.
I reckon we just accept it,
Go on about our way,
Maybe things will improve
On some sunny day.
Most likely though we're lookin'
At hemorrhoids for life,
Them really irritatin' kind
That cut ya like a knife.
Oh Yuku, you make me so damn sad
You're supposed to be an upgrade,
You're the worst I've ever had.
Oh Yuku, I'm kinda missin' EZ Board
Can we go back to the way it was,
Please hear my prayer dear Lord
Well I guess it's time to give Yuku the old high school cheer
So give it up and give me a Y,
At least we know we're human from all the tears we cry.
Now give me a U
For all the understanding and patience it takes to get us through.
Alright it's time for a K
Because no matter what you tell them they never hear what we say.
Now one last time lets all holler real loud for the final U
Maybe they will hear us piled under all this crap they call YUKU.
Collab by Mikey and Bri
Homey 1 and Homey 2
