#put it in my pocket & save it like rocket fuel

[kasaneteto]

i cant stop thinking about burning man’s soul

[golden-stag]

Despite how much good VGM I’ve been listening to recently every time I’m left alone with my thoughts a little too long my mind hits me with the “Check it out, I’m in the house like carpet-“

[clownowo]

an addition

a collection

[theonewhopressures]

Check it out, i'm in the house like carpet.

[kumakuma-circus]

burning men's soul is the funniest persona thing to me. here's me trying to make sense of the lyrics (mostly under the cut).

"check it out, i'm in the house like carpet"

this line implies that being in the house like carpet is somehow different than being in the house normally because it is. completely unnecessary to specify otherwise. i don't know how being in the house like carpet is different though does it just mean you're not allowed in the bathroom and kitchen.

"and if there's too many heads in my blunt i won't spark it"

my friend pointed out that this is probably meant to be saying "hits" which makes a lot more sense but literally everyone i've seen has written it as heads. and even if it is hits it doesn't really make sense because then he should spark it probably???

"i'll put it in my pocket and save it like rocket fuel 'till everybody's gone, and it's cool"

i don't even know what to say about this one. do people commonly save rocket fuel??? also i don't know if putting a blunt in your pocket is a good idea.

"then i spark it up with my brother. his momma named him moe, but i call him moe lover"

does moe have extreme levels of rizz.

"and he's more than a cover he's a quilt"

all i can think of here is that like. quilts are generally more fancy than covers??? it's still an insane metaphor though.

"and we're putting shit together like the house that john built on the hill"

who is john. why did he build a house on the hill.

"cuz this shit's gonna feel like velvet, turtle"

this line is fine until he says turtle. which is probably just to rhyme with the next line but i feel like there's a better way to do that then just. randomly saying turtle.

"my style fits tighter than a girdle"

oh wow a sensical line for once. shocking.

"if ya hate it then you can just leave it, like beaver"

okay we're back to nonsense. why is he talking about beavers. are beavers well known for leaving??? i again think this is just to rhyme with the next line but i also again think there's a better way to execute that-

"cuz in a day or two, i'll make you a true believer in me"

okay sure. another sensical line. even if it still doesn't have anything to do with beavers-

"'cause like the alphabet, you'll 'c'"

okay that's. actually a decent line for once. pff.

"that 'ism kicks a rhyme not your everyday soliloquy"

???

"like chef boyardee, my rhymes are truly cookin'"

chef boyardee literally makes canned food that requires next to no cooking. the singer is openly admitting that his rhymes are not, in fact, cooking and i love that.

"peace to matty rich, 'cause he's straight out of brooklyn, new york"

,,, yeah no i got nothing.

"i don't eat pork or swine when i dine"

good for you???

"i drink a cup of kool-aid, not a big glass of wine, or a henn, heine"

this is my favorite line honestly. the lyric is presumably actually meant to be referring to a beer called heineken, which was probably censored for copyright reasons but. they didn't bother trying to censor kool-aid-

"if you have time, then i'll drop rhyme again"

please don't.

[analytik2]

rolling the blunt. and by blunt i mean. let's just say. my daughter

[habitual-truant]

check it out im in the house like carpet and if theres too many heads in my blunt i wont spark it ill put it in my pocket and save it like rocket fuel till everyones gone and its cool then i spark it up with my brother his momma named him mo but i call him mo lover and hes more than a cover hes a quilt were putting shit together like that house john built on the hill cause this shits gonna feel like velvet turtle my style fits tighter than a girdle if ya hate it you can just leave it like beaver but in a day or two ill make you a true believer in me cause like the alphabet youll see that ism kicks a rhyme not your every day soliloquy like chef boyardee my rhyme is truly cookin peace to matty rich cuz he’s straight out of brooklyn new york i dont eat pork or swine when i dine i drink a cup of koolaid not a big glass of wine or a henn heine if you have time ill drop rhyme again

[daily-mizuki-water]

Check it out I'm in the house like carpet And if there's too many heads in my blunt I won't spark it I'll put it in my pocket and save it like rocket fuel 'Til everybody's gone and it's cool Then I spark it up with my brother His momma named him Mo, but I call him Mo' Lover And he's more than a cover, he's a quilt We're putting shit together like that house that John built

how do you even find things like this?? who told you about this

[social-link-showdown]

ROUND 2 PART 28!

Burning Men's Soul (Persona Trinity Soul) VS Take Over (Persona 5 Royal)

Burning Men's Soul

Take Over

Burning Men's Soul

The lyrics. the lyrics are so. something. "I'm in the house like carpet" "I'll put it in my pocket and save it like rocket fuel" "'cause this shit's gonna feel like velvet, turtle" "I drink a cup of Kool-Aid, not a big glass of wine"

Take Over

Take over it's time to boogie down Make over nothing's gonna be the way you like Was over when you started with us You should have thought twice Walked on thin ice Hey game's over

[coffinbrotherr]

Trans people: I am trans

Society: okay

Taku Iwasaki:

Check it out

I'm in the house like carpet

And if there's too many heads in my blunt I won't spark it

I'll put it in my pocket and save it like rocket fuel

'Til everybody's gone and it's cool

Then I spark it up with my brother

His momma named him Mo, but I call him Mo' Lover

And he's more than a cover, he's a quilt

We're putting shit together like that house that John built

On the hill, 'cause this shit's gonna feel like velvet, turtle

My style fits tighter than a girdle

If ya hate it then you can just leavе it, like Beaver

But in a day or two I'll makе you a true believer in me

'Cause like the alphabet you'll see

That 'ism kicks a rhyme, not your everyday soliloquy

Like Chef Boyardee, my rhyme is truly cookin'

Peace to Matty Rich 'cause he's straight out of Brooklyn, New York

I don't eat pork or swine when I dine

I drink a cup of Kool-Aid, not a big glass of wine

Or a Henn', Heine', if you have time I'll drop rhyme again

[friendball-irl]

check it out im in the house like carpet, and if there's too many heads in my blunt i wont spark it, ill put it in my pocket and save it like rocket fuel, til everybody's gone and it's cool, then ill spark it up with my brother, his momma named him mo but i call him mo lover and hes more than a cover hes a quilt, we're puttin shit together like the house that john built on the hill, cus this shit gonna feel like velvet turtle, my style fits tighter than a girdle, and if u hate it, u can just leave it like beaver, but in a day or two ill make u a true believer in me cus like the alphabet u "c" this 'ism kicks a rhyme not your everyday soliloquy, like chef boyardee, my rhyme's truly cookin, peace to matty rich cus hes straight out of brooklyn new york, i dont eat pork or swine when i dine, i drink a cup of cool-aid not a big glass of wine, or a henn hein if u have time ill drop rhyme again.

My headache is not letting me comprehend this

what is this

[sleep-nurse]

Check it out

I'm in the house like carpet

And if there's too many heads in my blunt I won't spark it

I'll put it in my pocket and save it like rocket fuel

'Til everybody's gone and it's cool

Then I spark it up with my brother

His momma named him Mo, but I call him Mo' Lover

And he's more than a cover, he's a quilt

We're putting shit together like that house that John built

On the hill, 'cause this shit's gonna feel like velvet, turtle

My style fits tighter than a girdle

If ya hate it then you can just leavе it, like Beaver

But in a day or two I'll makе you a true believer in me

'Cause like the alphabet you'll see

That 'ism kicks a rhyme, not your everyday soliloquy

Like Chef Boyardee, my rhyme is truly cookin'

Peace to Matty Rich 'cause he's straight out of Brooklyn, New York

I don't eat pork or swine when I dine

I drink a cup of Kool-Aid, not a big glass of wine

Or a Henn', Heine', if you have time I'll drop rhyme again

JEEEEZZZZZZZ🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

[arisatohamuko]

Check it out, I’m in the house like carpet

And if there’s too many heads on my blunt, I won’t spark it

I’ll put it in my pocket and save it like rocket fuel

‘Til everybody’s gone and it’s cool

Then I spark it up with my brother

His Mama named him Moe but I call him Moe Lover

And he’s more than a cover, he’s a quilt

We’re putting shit together like the house that John built on the hill

‘Cause this shit gonna feel like Velvet Turtle

My style fits tighter than a girdle

If you hate it, then you can just leave it, like Beaver

But in a day or two I’ll make you a true believer in me

‘Cause like the alphabet, you’ll C

That ism kicks a rhyme, not your everyday soliloquy

Like Chef Boyardee, our rhyme is truly cookin’

Peace to Matty Rich ‘cause he’s straight outta Brooklyn, New York

I don’t eat pork or swine when I dine

I drink a cup of Kool-Aid, not a big glass of wine or a Heineken

If you have time, I’ll drop a rhyme again

[epitomees]

hello there fellow chie let's jam out to this ill beat

Check it out I'm in the house like carpet And if there's too many heads in my blunt I won't spark it I'll put it in my pocket and save it like rocket fuel 'Til everybody's gone and it's cool

...okay she's definitely heard this somewhere before...

One of those random pop-up ads on the internet? Something Yosuke called a 'sick jam' or something? He had weird music tastes already. This sounded something in his playlist.

"Uhhhhh..." Put in my pocket? Rocket fuel? What words came after that...

"....mmmmm...something, something Mo and Mo's lover, he's more than a cover he's a quilt...and then John built a house..."

[mewfun]

check it out im in the house like

carpet.

and if theres too many heads in my blunt i wont spark it i'll put it in my pocket and save it like

rocket fuel..

til everyones gone and its cool then ill spark it up with my brother, his momma named him mo but i call him mo lover and hes more than a cover hes a

quilt

we're putting shit together like the house that John built on the hill cus this shit gonna feel like velvet, turtlemy style fits tighter than a girdle and if you hate it? you can just leave it like beaver but in a day or two i'll make you a True Believer in me cus like the alphabet you'll

C

this ism kicks a rhyme not your everyday soliloquy like chef boyardee my rhyme is truly cookin peace to matty rich cus hes straight out of brooklyn new yorki dont eat pork or swine when i dine i drink a cup of Cool-Aid™ not a big glass of wine or a henn hein if you have time i'll drop rhyme again

"is this some sort of joke that this old jester is just not young enought to recognize? Or do you think I am a bard?"

"However I do know some jokes involving songs! Altought they might not be of your taste haha!"