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When the rapping is not the most egregious of a hick-hop song, you have a problem. JJ Lawhorn's chorus for this new single from The Lacs is one of the most annoying things I've ever heard and this is in a world where Taylor Swift exists, so you get the point. Continue at your own peril.
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(listen at the link above, if you do not value your salvation)
What do we have here now? Country rap rock music? This is surely an abomination before the Lord. I feel as though there is a special unvented 6x6 room in hell for anyone who writes, sings, raps, produces, releases, purchases, listens to or enjoys this sort of "music." And I haven't even commented on the lyrics yet. My soul is weary and my heart is full of dark clouds as I ponder this atrocity against all that is good and decent in the world.
The Lacs give us this sickening mix of electric guitar riffs, redneck rapping and country images as if they actually had the thought that this was a good idea. Were they under demonic possession when considering their options for a career path? The answer to this question is surely "yes." At least a prostitute is only committing one sin at a time.
|Sinners. And proud of it.|
This "song" is pretty much just a white trash grocery list of truck references and alcohol brands. The fact that the two are used in such close company indicates that these ol' boys do a lot of drinking and driving. Do you hear that, police officers? They are confessing to their crimes. The Lord already knew - now you do too. Act accordingly.
They talk of coon dogs, gallons of moonshine and going "rounds" with country girls. This is surely a sexual reference. Flee from sexual promiscuity, thus saith the Almighty. Flee from sin. The Lacs apparently flee TOWARDS sin as though they came out of the womb buttocks first.
Every man has the opportunity for redemption, so I'll include The Lacs in my daily prayer, but my hopes are dim for them. They preach of transgressions as victories. That's like the biddies at the church high-fiving one another for winning a Bingo game. Sin, sin, sin and post it on the Facebook! How can one be proud of getting "tore up from the floor up" or "tapping some country girl donk?" My country girl's donk is a good three feet wide, so "tapping" it would be a vast understatement.
Anyway, this is an immoral act of the Devil. A misdeed against God, me, you and humanity. Turn from the wicked unto the Lord before it's too late.