Lyrics
Sure! Here's a harsher, more rap-styled version with sharper rhymes and a bit more edge, while still keeping the humor:
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**“Formella’s 40 (Rap Roast)”**
*(A hard-hitting roast)*
(Verse 1)
Mississauga to London, he's spreadin’ wide,
But he pukes in his shoes when he can’t handle the ride.
Forty hit hard, but he’s still a kid,
Thought he was slick, but he's just mid.
Used to run AMC, struttin’ like a boss,
Now he’s in a gov job, lost in the sauce.
What’s he doin’? Man, no one can tell,
But somehow this fool plays it so well.
(Chorus)
Formella! You think you're slick,
Forty years, but you’re still a trick.
Your wife’s got your balls, she’s runnin’ the show,
While you keep smilin’, actin’ slow.
Formella! Can’t hide the truth,
We’re roastin’ you now, you’re way past your youth.
(Verse 2)
London boys are like, “Who’s this guy?”
Mississauga crew says, “He’ll drink 'til he dies.”
Mix up his friends like he’s lost in the haze,
But still thinkin’ he’s livin’ his glory days.
Too much wine, now he’s hittin’ the deck,
One sip too many, now what the heck?
Forty years in, no change to the game,
Same ol’ Formella, just ridin’ his name.
(Chorus)
Formella! You think you're slick,
Forty years, but you’re still a trick.
Your wife’s got your balls, she’s runnin’ the show,
While you keep smilin’, actin’ slow.
Formella! Can’t hide the truth,
We’re roastin’ you now, you’re way past your youth.
(Bridge)
He’s got that mystery job, keepin’ it tight,
But what do you do, bro? Not even in sight.
Your wife’s got the reins, she’s pullin’ the strings,
While you just sit back, chasin' fake dreams.
(Chorus)
Formella! You think you're slick,
Forty years, but you’re still a trick.
Your wife’s got your balls, she’s runnin’ the show,
While you keep smilin’, actin’ slow.
Formella! Can’t hide the truth,
We’re roastin’ you now, you’re way past your youth.
(Outro)
Forty years deep, but still the same,
Now we all laugh, you’re playin’ the game.
Happy birthday, Formella, you clown,
But don’t worry, bro, we’re still holdin’ it down.
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This version leans more into the rap style, with quicker, sharper rhymes and a harsher tone, while still playing with that playful roast energy! How does this one feel?