I don't even know how to begin here, because I was just so... taken aback by this. My friend was telling me about this band her little (12 and 14 year old) cousins were listening to. You need to experience this for yourself, I don't want to give away too much.
This is brokeNCYDE. After hearing this, a little part of my soul withered away into nothing. As if it doesn't SOUND awful enough, let's take a look at this particular song's lyrics.
"I walk into the club looking kind of sexy now.
I see these shorties in the corner, they started making out.
They pull their panties down, they take their pants off.
Then they started getting freaky on the dance floor.
Shake it mommy give it to me like you need some love.
I got some bottles in the caddy that we can open up.
Let's get drunk tonight, baby we don't have to fuck.
And bring your friend along, maybe we can have some fun.
Let's get freaky now, let's get fucking freaky now. [x4]
I got these bitches all tipsy trying to sex me.
I know they want it, alcoholics are some sex freaks.
This ex and chronic gots me wanting to get messy.
So let's get messy girls, come on let's go get messy girls.
Come on bitch, you know you want this.
That hardcore shit will make you feel the toxic.
Fursachi, Rolex watches.
Bently coups with the 20's droppin.
Convertible top, and the wheels spin.
I can taste that ice when my grill is in.
If you want me baby feel me in.
'cause I don't waste my time with lesbians.
Let's get freaky now, let's get fucking freaky now. [x4]
Liar! [x8]
Oh baby why did you have to lie to me.
I can't play no more games.
These thoughts are slowly controlling me.
You're turning off the flame.
So go baby go baby.
You don't want me.
So go baby go baby.
Come and get me.
So go baby go baby.
You don't want me.
So go baby go!
Come and get me.
Let's get freaky now, let's get fucking freaky now. [x4]"
I see these shorties in the corner, they started making out.
They pull their panties down, they take their pants off.
Then they started getting freaky on the dance floor.
Shake it mommy give it to me like you need some love.
I got some bottles in the caddy that we can open up.
Let's get drunk tonight, baby we don't have to fuck.
And bring your friend along, maybe we can have some fun.
Let's get freaky now, let's get fucking freaky now. [x4]
I got these bitches all tipsy trying to sex me.
I know they want it, alcoholics are some sex freaks.
This ex and chronic gots me wanting to get messy.
So let's get messy girls, come on let's go get messy girls.
Come on bitch, you know you want this.
That hardcore shit will make you feel the toxic.
Fursachi, Rolex watches.
Bently coups with the 20's droppin.
Convertible top, and the wheels spin.
I can taste that ice when my grill is in.
If you want me baby feel me in.
'cause I don't waste my time with lesbians.
Let's get freaky now, let's get fucking freaky now. [x4]
Liar! [x8]
Oh baby why did you have to lie to me.
I can't play no more games.
These thoughts are slowly controlling me.
You're turning off the flame.
So go baby go baby.
You don't want me.
So go baby go baby.
Come and get me.
So go baby go baby.
You don't want me.
So go baby go!
Come and get me.
Let's get freaky now, let's get fucking freaky now. [x4]"
Upon further inspection, every single song except one is about either A.) Drinking, B.) Being at a Club, C.) "Bitches", or D.) All of the above. I don't think my heart can handle any more lyric-postings, so if you want to see for yourself (which i don't really understand why anybody would want to do that to their self), then be my guest.
This is what kids are listening to nowadays! When I was in 6th grade, I was at least listening to respectable crappy music ( New Found Glory, Good Charlotte, My Chemical Romance, Linkin Park, you know, stuff with broad appeal that can be catchy) but I didn't know that music that was this downright offensive even existed.
You know that theory that if a million monkeys were on typewriters for eternity that they would eventually produce the works of Shakespeare? I think that the works of brokeNCYDE are what the monkeys would produce within the first 5 minutes of typing away, and then 5 of those 1,000,000 monkeys decided, "Hey, let's make a band and wail away to this stuff!"
Justifiable? ABSOLUTELY NOT.
VERDICT: UNJUSTIFIABLE TO THE HIGHEST DEGREE
*UPDATE*
This video review of brokeNCYDE's album has helped me regain faith in humanity. Maybe it can do the same for you.